Chapter 87 86. The Field of View of an Evil Ghost
Outside the expeditionary barracks of the Bena Legion of the Yunling Green Empire.
The night is like ink, Moyun Ridge under the moonlight, black shadows in the dense forest are touching down the mountain, they seem to be very adapted to the night, they can see the road under their feet without light, or they are very familiar with the terrain here, all the way to Outside the expeditionary camp.
It hid its tall and burly body in the shadows as much as possible, suppressed its murderous aura, and stared at a big tree fifty meters away with its cloudy and bloodshot eyes. The power of the damned plane law, Suppressing its power to only one-third of that in the world of Flaming Hell, these eyes could see a black crow a hundred meters away in the endless darkness.
But now, it is still a bit difficult to see the hidden whistle on the tree fifty meters away.
It licked its chapped lips, the blood on its body was almost dry, and some new blood must be injected into the body to keep this body going. Isn't this just the fact that he has gone through hardships from the flames of **** for thousands of miles? Is there a reason to go to this damned strange plane?
What does blood taste like?
When it is thinking about this, the innermost saliva can't help but flow out, and it really doesn't know what restraint is anymore!
Where is the dignity of evil spirits?
All right! Just on the tree fifty meters away, there is a dark sentry that is not too well concealed.
In the dark night, the eyes between the leaves reflected a faint moonlight. It clenched the military thorns in its hands and shrunk its body as much as possible.
A long-horned demon next to him glanced at him, tilted his head at it, and motioned for it to touch it.
‘This is definitely a good opportunity for the captain to show himself! ’ It thought in this way, and then its whole body was stuck in the shadow, twisting its body, approaching the sentry post in the shadow... forty-five meters... thirty-five meters... twenty meters... five meters...
It hid in the shadow under the tree, with a military thorn in its mouth, and climbed the big tree with both hands. A branch was broken by its own hands.
Damn it, all creatures in this plane are so fragile, even if touched lightly, they will be broken. Why can't some iron trees from the flame **** grow here?
The unexpected sound made his heart hang up...
But the human warrior in the secret sentry on the top of the tree seemed to be asleep, and didn't notice any strange sounds under his feet.
It continued to climb up, but the canopy of this tree was too dense with branches and leaves, and it was difficult for its tall body to get into the canopy, so it had to stop, leaning its body upwards, holding the thorn in its hand, and quietly approached the tree. The human warrior reached out.
The sharp military thorns pierced through the soldier's feet, and the next second, they protruded from the soldier's skull, and the human soldiers pierced through the military thorns without even sending out a warning signal.
It caught a magic flare that fell from the hands of a human warrior, and gently jumped down from the tree holding the spoils.
More than a hundred evil spirits passed by and rushed towards the front barracks without a sound. It originally wanted to have a good meal, but at this time it could only rush forward with the other evil spirits.
The evil spirit rushing out of the dense forest suddenly jumped out of the dense forest without any warning.
The two green-faced long-horned demons who rushed to the front almost left two afterimages behind them during the charge. The arms of the demons were crossed in front of their faces, and they bowed their bodies like running rhinos , unstoppably slammed into the ten-meter-high wooden fence. The foundation of these wooden fences was not too strong. Under the combined force of the two green-faced long-horned demons, several wooden fences were smashed to pieces.
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A loud noise like shaking the earth woke up He Boqiang from his sleep.
The soldiers of the second team beside him also got up from their sleeping bags one after another. Hearing the loud shouts of killing outside, Suldak quickly put the armor on his body without any hesitation. For a soldier, not wearing this heavy armor is no different from a farmer with a dung fork.
The assembly horn sounded vaguely outside the camp, and Suldak stood in the tent, urging the soldiers of the second team under him repeatedly: "Quick! Everyone put on your armor quickly..."
As he said, he fastened his shoulder straps, fastened the hidden buttons of his trousers, and rushed out of the tent with the knight's long sword in hand.
He Boqiang didn't take off the leather armor at all when he was sleeping. This may be the advantage of the monster leather armor. Even if he wears it on his body, it just feels like wearing a layer of unlined clothing, which is somewhat uncomfortable when sleeping.
Some vague memories in his subconscious: As long as it doesn't affect sleep in the wild battlefield, the armor should not leave the body.
When Suldak rushed out with his sword in hand, He Boqiang followed behind him.
Lifting the curtain of the tent, only to find that the outside of the barracks was already in chaos.
The screams of the evil spirits came from all directions, and a tent next door was trampled down by a three-meter-high evil spirit. The soldiers inside were crushed under the tent before they even had time to climb out of the tent.
They are like fish squeezed in a fishing net, trying to cut through the tent and get out.
However, the evil spirit that trampled on the collapsed tent would not give them such a chance. The military thorns in the evil spirit's hand randomly stabbed at the most volatile places in the tent, and there would always be some painful screams every time...
At this time, Suldak couldn't help but rushed over with his long sword.
He seems to have forgotten that he has not accepted the blessing of the sacrificial ceremony, and his current physical condition simply cannot stop the heavy blow from the ghost warrior.
The stabbing long sword was blocked by the evil ghost, and the army thorn in the evil ghost's hand pierced Suldak's chest.
A dwarf chain shield appeared on Suldak's chest in time. There were many iron patches on the surface of the dwarf chain shield. It was in tatters and was not in shape, but it firmly stuck the army thorn in the evil spirit's hand. , The phantom of the demon **** with two faces and four arms behind He Boqiang reappeared again, and disappeared quickly in just a short moment.
Amid the ear-piercing clanging of metal and iron, He Boqiang gave up the dwarf chain shield in his hand, took a step forward while holding the Roman sword tightly in both hands, and sent the long sword into the lower abdomen of the evil ghost.
The evil spirit withdrew the hand holding the Suldak knight's long sword, and punched He Boqiang's shoulder fiercely, and the flame snake lizard skin shoulder guard made a cracking sound at this moment.
He Boqiang only felt a huge force coming from his shoulders, but most of the force was absorbed by the leather shoulder guards. Unfortunately, the leather shoulder guards of the Flame Snake Lizard were not as strong as imagined. Maybe the evil ghost punched too hard It was so huge that it tore out a gap in the leather shoulder guard, and He Boqiang also felt the fist hit like a giant hammer, and his body immediately fell backwards.
Big bearded man rushed out of the tent and collided with He Boqiang who fell backwards, and the two rolled into a ball.
He Boqiang pulled the iron chain in his hand forcefully, and the lost dwarf chain shield was pulled back by the iron chain attached to his arm.
It’s just that the reformed Roman sword is still stuck in the devil’s lower abdomen...
The camp is on fire...
(end of this chapter)