Chapter 1214 Tragic Sacrifice
"Respected Lord of Destruction, please bring down your glory!"
The gods and Buddhas who were dancing on the ground completed the ritual, and Shiva, one of the three gods, sent down his incarnation.
——After absorbing several gods and Buddhas who performed shaman dances.
"I remember you, mortal!"
Shiva flew into the sky, and the gods and Buddhas who had been desperately besieging Zhao Yun quietly dispersed, leaving only Shiva and Zhao Yun in the sky.
"Who the hell are you!" Zhao Yun clenched his spear tightly. Unlike any other time, he saw chaos, evil and indescribable things in Shiva.
The bright blue light on his body blocked the invisible waves for Zhao Yun.
"We are Gods!" said Shiva.
"Then I am the godslayer!" Zhao Yun said coldly, then he pulled the reins, squeezed the horse's belly, and rushed towards Shiva as one.
If it was the Zhao Yun of the past, he might still be in the mood to argue with Shiva, but today's Zhao Yun is not in such a good mood.
No matter who you are, die.
I am invincible, it’s that simple.
The long distance between the two was instantly bridged by Zhao Yun, and the next moment Zhao Yun's spear stabbed at Shiva's throat, but Shiva's trident arrived first and reached Zhao Yun's throat faster.
"clang!"
Zhao Yun bounced it off, but he also lost the opportunity to attack.
"A truly powerful person!?"
Zhao Yun was confused, but didn't say much. He thrust the spear forward again. This time, the void twisted and the tip of the spear appeared a few centimeters in front of Shiva's chin. Shiva seemed to have foreseen everything and dodged naturally.
"You deserve destruction!" After avoiding Zhao Yun's attack, Shiva seemed very satisfied with Zhao Yun's power. He nodded and spoke.
"destroy!"
Shiva swung the trident, and without any warning, a force ten gale formed in the sky and flew towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun waved his spear to disperse the strong wind, and his eyes became more solemn.
“Die!”
Shiva suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yun and stabbed him with the trident before Zhao Yun could even react.
The moment the trident fell, Zhao Yun swung his spear reflexively, aiming at Shiva.
However, it was useless. Shiva used his trident to block Zhao Yun's sweep, and then the third eye on his forehead lit up. A striking huge beam of light hit Zhao Yun directly, and the Dharma image constructed with internal energy was swallowed up and annihilated in an instant.
Zhao Yun was forcibly beaten into his Dharma form. Shiva, whose expression was unclear as to whether he was happy or angry, spun around and thrust his trident straight out, leaving three holes on Zhao Yun's armor.
Zhao Yun retreated violently, Shiva raised his trident, and a pure destructive light blade chased towards Zhao Yun. The light blade locked onto Zhao Yun's body, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and continuing to expand. When it finally approached Zhao Yun, it was already hundreds of feet large.
“Crack!”
The Dragon Gallbladder Spear swept across, bursting out with extreme internal energy, and the spear blade that was derived directly slashed at the center of the light blade. Accompanied by a violent storm, both of them dissipated into nothingness at the same time.
"That's all there is to it!"
Blood oozed from the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth, but his aura began to surge.
Maybe Shiva is as powerful as Brahma was back then, but they are the same. The power of the mind calamity they use is not their own. That is the power of the mind calamity of the Supreme Brahma, not theirs.
"Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is dark yellow!"
Zhao Yun's eyes were almost crazy. From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, he had only one choice, which was to kill.
Zhao Yun clenched the Longdan Spear with both hands, as if he wanted to split the sky and earth in half, and swung it down with great force. The strong wind that was stirred up at that instant even made the gods and Buddhas watching feel a stinging pain.
There is no need for any skills or tricks. One shot from my Dragon Gallbladder Spear is enough to defeat any enemy.
“Ahhhhhh~!”
Zhao Yun roared and burst out with internal energy beyond his limit. The sky was even distorted by Zhao Yun's mental tribulation and took on the same color as Zhao Yun's internal energy.
"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"
The stinging pain from his body was not enough to dissuade Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun resisted the damaging effect of excessive internal energy on his body, roared, and madly released the internal energy.
"Hundred Days in the Sky!"
The dancing spears created several singularities around Zhao Yun. With these singularities as the core, under the influence of the essence of heaven and earth, they transformed into a distortion like a fiery fire.
The appearance of dozens of suns instantly evaporated the water in the sky into groups of things that looked like suns.
An even bigger sun formed in the air and flew towards Shiva. Wherever it passed, it burned out a scorching flame with pure and terrifying super high temperature.
As the spear was swung down, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to Zhao Yun's mind. He gripped the Longdan Spear tightly and injected his internal energy to the limit. A spirit that was completely different from an ordinary secret spirit was born.
Zhao Yun's armor and spear were instantly sublimated by the excessive amount of internal energy.
The essence of Zhao Yun’s ability to approach the mind tribulation is the mind tribulation, and the internal energy is only the manifestation of Zhao Yun’s mind tribulation ability.
The spirit related to will naturally appeared in Zhao Yun's hands.
With the birth of the two spirits, Zhao Yun's internal energy once again suddenly broke free from its constraints and emerged in a material form.
With the infusion of spirit, the armor and weapons now have the power they should have, making Zhao Yun's internal energy output twice as strong as before.
"cut!"
The two powerful attacks collided with each other, making a loud noise, like thunder rolling in the sky.
Listening to the roar in the sky, Zhang Ren felt a little anxious. Even though he knew that Zhao Yun was fighting hard, the situation on the battlefield had already begun to deteriorate.
Although Zhao Yun's methods were quite effective and created a good environment for them to break out, one third of them had actually escaped the blockade.
However, after Zhao Yun was restrained by Shiva, the situation began to collapse. After Kusroyi and others joined the battle, the already tilted balance was instantly smashed, and the Han Dynasty fell into a complete disadvantage.
After a series of hard battles and being surrounded and strangled, the reason why the Han Dynasty has not been defeated is half due to daily patriotism education, and the other half must be attributed to Zhao Yun's bravery.
But when Zhao Yun disappeared and the number of enemies increased, even though Zhang Ren, Huang Zhong and Ji Ling were still fighting on the battlefield, it was of no avail and the morale was declining bit by bit.
"Crack!" The spear in Lei Tong's hand was broken, and he looked shocked. While he was concentrating on fighting, the enemy targeted him.
But no matter how vigilant Lei Tong was, he was ultimately only at the level of internal energy leaving the body. Even if he had a considerable level of awareness, he could not change the actual strength gap.
Eknight's heavy spear pierced his chest as his middle door was wide open.
"That's the only way..."
Looking at Lei Tong whose chest was pierced, he still wanted to fight to the death, but his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
The sound of spears piercing into the body, the soldiers who were originally fighting on the front line, when Lei Tong was unable to resist, stabbed their spears into Lei Tong's body.
"die!"
Lei Tong roared with his eyes wide open. Under the stimulation of pain, he clearly felt his life slipping away. Then he roared and launched the strongest attack at the soldiers in front of him.
The level of this attack surpassed any he had ever struck before , but this was already the limit.
Lei Tong, who was holding the spear, felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he fell off his horse. The next moment, the horse was pierced through the body as well.
"Kill them all!"
After Lei Tong fell, Wu Ban, who was close to Lei Tong, had fire in his eyes, but the cruelty of reality cannot be changed by personal will.
After Lei Tong died in battle, the pressure of the battle line instantly fell on him, even though he fought bravely.
After grabbing the opposite side's spear and stabbing a centurion with internal energy to death with his backhand, countless spears stabbed at him. Wu Ban, who had no way to avoid it, faced the attack directly, bursting out all his internal energy, and threw the spear out. After piercing the bodies of two soldiers, the spear was nailed to the ground.
Wu Ban died instantly when he was pierced by the spear.
"I won't give up!"
Ma Yi looked at the arrow in his chest with trembling eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
"I haven't had a baby yet..."
Before the thoughts in my mind were over, I fell into eternal darkness.
As the war situation collapsed, officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty began to die in battle one after another, from centurions, military commanders, officers, and even legion commanders.
Even if his internal energy leaves his body, he is just an ordinary ninja on the battlefield at this moment. Facing enemies that are several times larger than himself, just a moment of negligence will result in dozens of attacks.
Even if one relies on the internal energy to leave the body to achieve a life beyond that of a normal person, killing a few enemies before dying is already the limit.
"The final destiny, to perish together with the enemy!"
Zhang Ren covered his pierced chest and once again raised the sword of rebellion, overdrawing and bursting out his destiny.
But as an enemy of gods and Buddhas, he was completely targeted by them, and the roles of prey and hunter were reversed.
Shura Zhang Ren, who originally appeared to hunt gods and Buddhas, has now become the target of hunting by gods and Buddhas.
If Brahma hadn't wanted to capture him alive, Zhang Ren might have been dead by now.
The blessing of destiny fell on Huang Zhong. Huang Zhong took a deep breath and killed Sakara on the opposite side with an invincible posture.
Nearly seven-tenths of the Shesheng Battalion had been killed, and the remaining soldiers were also killed in battle at a very fast speed.
The exhausted Shesheng Battalion was simply unable to stop the revenge of the Kshatriya Warrior Legion. No longer in their prime and exhausted, they tried in vain to stop the butcher knives of the Kshatriya Warrior Legion.
Their guards had also been completely suppressed by the Patto Armored Corps. They wanted to rescue them, but they were unable to break through the Patto Armored Corps' front line and could only watch their comrades fall.
As for Huang Zhong, even though he has unparalleled combat power, there are simply too many gods and Buddhas in the Guishan Empire.
More than one hand could count the gods and Buddhas who died at the hands of Huang Zhong, but there were still more than ten-digit gods and Buddhas besieging him.
At this moment, Huang Zhong was wounded several times and was only one step away from falling down.
Even if you break through the boundary, you cannot save your life on this battlefield.
Ji Ling, who faced Oswald, died in the siege of the Sun Knights and the Kushan gods and Buddhas.
He himself was just an ordinary boundary-breaking fighter. Even Huang Zhong, who was at the top of the boundary-breaking world, was in danger, let alone Ji Ling, a half-baked one.
"My Lord, we can only meet again in the next life!"
Ji Ling slowly fell to the ground. Even if he was a god breaking through the boundaries, there was an upper limit. As long as his heart was not dead, his soul would not be destroyed. But when his will was constantly eroded by people, even a god breaking through the boundaries would die.
The soldiers of the Shesheng Battalion, who had no way to retreat, stood still at the command of the centurion and fired at the Kshatriya warriors who were rushing towards them.
The moment he drew the bow and shot the arrow, his eyes were full of decisiveness and determination.
Their eyes burned with determination to fight to the death, and they showed no fear at all because of the desperate situation.
Such a will made the officers and soldiers on the Kushan side feel fear involuntarily.
"Why! Why do you have to do this?!"
Sakara didn't know why he was so angry at this moment. When he saw the fire in the eyes of the soldiers of Shesheng Camp, he just felt extremely irritated.
Why, why do we have to resist to this point? Wouldn't it be better to just surrender? Why do we have to shed every last drop of blood?
Sakara couldn't understand it, Oswald didn't understand it, and Urdu didn't understand it even more. They clearly had an absolute advantage on the battlefield, but the momentum of the Han Dynasty was like a mountain, suppressing them tightly.
Zhao Yun's talent finally affected them. As human beings, Oswald and the others rose up in resistance, echoing the bravery of the Han soldiers.
This confusion made the Kushan generals, who were supposed to completely destroy the Han Dynasty, hesitate and stop. Only the gods and Buddhas continued the slaughter.
"Leave the problem for later!"
Rahul rode an elephant to the battlefield and saw the confusion in the eyes of the Kushan officers.
"You are all Kushan officers, the sword and shield of Kushan. Throw away the doubts in your hearts. On the battlefield, it's a fight to the death!"
Rahul roared and scolded.
Kusroyi stared at Rahul and saw the indifference in Rahul's eyes.
Rahul has completely lost his human side. The Rahul now is not Rahul at all, but a god named Rahul.
Kusroyi felt chilled. For the first time, he felt that the class of untouchables actually had advantages. The advantage was that they were unable to visualize gods and Buddhas, and their bodies would not be occupied by gods and Buddhas.
"Kusroyi, what are you waiting for, end this fight!" Kusroyi's gaze attracted Rahul's scolding.
"Here! Shuguang, follow me!" Kusroyi felt a chill in his heart, then lowered his head and responded loudly.
But at this moment, a rough roar was heard from one end of the horizon.
"Generals of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Yide from Yan is here!"
The sound of thunder exploding on the ground made the Han soldiers present feel like they had glimpsed light in the darkness.
"The reinforcements have arrived, soldiers, follow me to kill!" Zhang Ren raised his sword high and roared, pulling back the morale that had begun to slide towards freezing point.
The Han soldiers who were about to die, as if they had a last breath of life, began to fight back frantically for survival.
No one wants to die. Even though they can sacrifice themselves for the Han Dynasty calmly, no one will choose to give up when they can survive.
