Facing the highly poisonous Grahyde, who was obviously going to move seriously, Qingyi couldn't help but take a step back. It's strange that there are 2,000 people on his side and only one person on the other side, but his instinct drives him back.

"Host? Don't plan to run away yet? Xue Duo asked in a sneaky whisper.

Hearing Xue Duo's question, Qingyi didn't even have the interest to smile bitterly. As one of the "Twelve Heroes of the Gospel", the poisonous Glahide occupies an extraordinary strategic position, which may be strengthened in the hero-level template, making it even more difficult to deal with. In comparison, the weather mage and the clouds disappear and the rain is gone......

At this moment, Qingyi vaguely felt something, and he seemed to have made a fatal mistake. He was ignoring something very important. Somehow, he began to regret it, but he couldn't say what he regretted for a while.

It seems like...... It's not that simple?

[Blood Red Raid: Red Devil's Decapitator]! A roar that shattered his liver and gallbladder interrupted Qingyi's thoughts, but it was Frankie who once again attacked Graheid with the courage to die. The bloody jaw was bottomless, like a suffocating disaster, which could not resist the head of Glahide. This trick gives people a kind of wonderful premonition...... In the next moment, life and death are determined between the two.

In response to a raging mad dog, the viper turns and lights up its fangs.

[Shadow of the Song].

The twisted tip of the spear flicked into Frankie's mouth. Without anyone seeing Gherhead's movements, Frankie's head burst open, and the flesh, bones, and teeth scattered in all directions, making the earth rattle. The man who wielded the beheading knife was the first to lose his head.

Life and death are divided.

Qingyi was stunned for a moment.

A bloody mouth flashed in front of his eyes, about to devour himself completely.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty?! ”

Qingyi turned her head, but it was Nafu with messy hair. She looked nervous and said, "According to the scouts, Orquila's cavalry brigade is speeding towards us!" Are we going to fight? ”

Qingyi looked at Frankie lying on the ground again, and found that its head could no longer be called a head, not to mention the broken upper and lower jaws, and even the brains flowed out. A pair of bloodshot eyes were spread apart from each other, staring blankly at the sky and the earth. Strange, wasn't it the afterimage that was hit just now? So what you said, but you were hit?

Frankie was hit?!!!!!

"Your Majesty!" Nafu couldn't care less about humility and shook Qingyi vigorously. Panic began to appear in her big eyes.

Qingyi turned his head to look at her again, his eyes showed blue fire, and his expression was terrifying: "Order the whole army, let's go back to the corpse wetland as soon as possible." ”

"What?! Do you want to give up? ”

"It's not about giving up, it's about making a feint. We are now frustrated, and it is a good time to feint. The enemy will not miss the opportunity to pursue us, and will definitely follow. Once we retreat into the Necronomical Paradise, then we can take advantage of the location and turn defeat into victory. Qingyi's tone was quite calm, it seemed that he also expected today, but his expression was still terrifying, and every word carried ice slag: "Let the two hundred cavalry block Graheid, let's retreat." ”

Nave pursed her lips tightly, and after two seconds, she said, "Yes, my majesty!" ”

While Grahide was under siege, Qingyi personally picked up Frankie and placed him on the back of a necromantic beast. Frankie remained motionless, and although there were still remnants of its soul fire, it was only a matter of time before it was extinguished. Despite this, Qingyi poured the "embryonic tissue fluid" on Frankie's head one after another.

"It's okay, Frankie, you'll be fine." Qingyi said this and headed towards Osgiria.

The world began to jolt.

The road seems to have no end.

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In the tent, the bald eagle was alone. His two slippers flew so far that he had to rest his feet on the top of the chair and sit on the armrests of the chair himself. It's not a safe position, and the mere look makes people sweat for him.

The situation is quite critical. The Necro player is almost surrounded by the Necro player, and there is no doubt that when the Necro player is victorious, they will rush to the base camp of the Necro player, killing the bald eagle that is still in the tent. But Bald Eagle didn't worry about his life or death at all, and if he did, it certainly wasn't for himself.

He played with the pile of crystals in his hand and said to himself, "Hit the great god hard, stop the sun from falling, and let the cavalry charge...... So that victory is in your hands? ”

How naïve, June.

I'm putting pressure on you all the time, and even if I don't do anything, just standing here makes you too scared to think, right? Yes, you've been cornered by me. You can only defeat the creature players in front of you and capture Ayalotis, otherwise you will not survive. For this reason, you do not hesitate to abandon the city and gamble. You know very well that you will go head-to-head with me, but you are not thinking of a way to cut corners - you are afraid of getting the pole, so you are fearless.

You're a dog who's in a hurry to jump over walls that it's impossible to jump over......

And that's exactly what I wanted. I'm going to put a bigger crisis in front of you, I'm going to destroy everything you have, I want your nerves to be broken. You don't have time to think, because the whole battle is won or lost on your shoulders, and you have to make a decision as quickly as possible, even if it's a wrong decision. Because of panic and anxiety, your attention is all on the chessboard, and you completely ignore me as a "chess player".

Then, you defeated the Great God, and you also saved the army. You must be ecstatic when you see the light. Carried away by the victory, you get too excited and give the wrong order – the right order for you, because you can't see the right or wrong in the game. You've stepped into the trap I've set, so you've failed, and you can't get back on.

The outcome of this war actually depends on who can see through the psychology of the other side...... June Sunshine! I know exactly what you're thinking! The second you choose to attack, the battle is doomed to your death! "The Purple One"? The Necromantic King? No matter how powerful the fame you have accumulated before, no matter how brilliant the halo that others have put on you, I will take it off and step on it! Through this battle, I will crush your pride, I will destroy your will and spirit, I will make you never dare to leave the sea of bones again, I will make you fear me, escape from me, and stay away from me! When you hear my name, you will tremble; When you see me coming, weep! You're nothing more than a loser, a laughing stock, and an idiot who doesn't know the height of the sky! Live in the shadow I imposed, June!

The bald eagle smiled brightly.

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Outside the wetland of corpses, there was a place where no one had noticed, and a small tent had been erected on the ground. The tent was too small to accommodate one adult, and it had to be lying or lying on its stomach.

At this time, there was a man lying on his stomach in the tent. He was white-faced and beardless, and he was about twenty-five or sixteen years old; His eyes were blue, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes. He has a handsome leather jacket on the upper body and a pair of denim trousers on the lower body, these two pieces are not the kind of fashion in the system mall, but equipment with magic patterns; He propped his upper body on his left elbow, grabbed his cowboy hat with his right hand, and fanned the wind vigorously (this rustic action was very youthful for him). In front of him was a water bladder with a straw in it, which was almost empty, and leaned slumped against his left arm. A long, double-barreled shotgun rested on his right side. His fingers are long, half a knuckle longer than a normal person, and if you play an instrument, you may be able to pick it up quickly.

He breathed in two seconds, two seconds. Although he was shaking his head, his breathing rhythm was not disordered at all.

What the hell was he waiting for?

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When Qingyi passed by the tent of the living player, he couldn't help but take a look. He thought he could see the bald eagle, but he only saw some scattered, embarrassed creatures, and didn't see the person he expected. Although Qingyi had never seen a bald eagle, he believed that he could recognize the other party at a glance.

Bald Eagle, you must be snickering, right? It's the best time for you to use your back hand, isn't it? I've shown defeat, I've lost a lot, and if you can still endure the desire to do it, then you're terrible. Come on, bring all the hidden forces and kill me! As the strongest military strategist of the "gospel", what you have to do is to win! Relying only on the NPC army to defeat me will not satisfy everyone, let alone yourself!

Qingyi retracted his gaze and looked at Frankie beside him.

Frankie was strapped to the back of a necromantic beast (two tons of weight made the necro miserable), and his head was mostly healed, but he still looked like a brainless specimen. Its soul fire was like a candle in the wind, it could be extinguished at any time, if it weren't for Qingyi's desperate protection with the [Soul Force Field]...... Qingyi didn't dare to imagine it.

Dadada!

The cavalry brigade stepped into the wetland of corpses.

All the living players and necromantic players are fighting together, and the scene is completely uncontrollable. According to Super Burger King, now this war has nothing to do with torture and killing, has nothing to do with justice, and has nothing to do with even faction conflicts! This is a simple battle, both sides fight only for their own positions!

But...... Isn't that a bit like a battle of hearts?

Qingyi sighed and forcibly cheered up again. Win or lose, this battle makes sense. Even if it's a battle of will, it doesn't matter...... There are times when people go crazy!

Dadada!

The entire cavalry brigade entered the corpse wetland. The blood makes the soil more moist.

As if he had a premonition of something, Qingyi glanced back, and this glance made his soul freeze. He was too cold to think. He saw a rainbow-colored glow that could not be overshadowed.

That is the eighth person of the "Gospel", the meteorological mage, the unique brilliance of the clouds disappearing and the rain disappearing.

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(The computer is broken, which directly affects the quality of the previous chapters, residual thoughts)

(The confrontation between Qingyi and Bald Eagle is also time to make a break)

(The Halloween event is in full swing, have you participated?) ～）