Although the strength of the Abyssal Void is strong, after all, he was injured in the previous battle, and in the face of the melee oppression of the Evil King, he can only passively respond to the battle, and he is not able to support the Abyssal Void army below at all.

At this moment, the players are united, as before, moving forward.

Tonight, we are brothers who fight side by side.

Tonight, we are dead men who see death as home.

Tonight, we are warriors in a bloody battle.

Tonight's battle is not for victory, but to wipe out the unangry anger in my heart.

Embattled on all sides, the beating of war drums and the cries of enemies hit the players' eardrums.

They turned, flashed their weapons again, and collectively roared in the sky as they took a step forward.

"Boom!" The ground is shaking.

"Kill!"

With a shout, the players once again launched a fearless charge.

The blood of the enemy is the best gift for the dead soldiers.

At this point, they had forgotten that they were just players and were completely immersed in the battle.

The smell of blood echoed at the tip of the nose, the so-called cruelty of the battlefield was the enemy's, and the players only had a burning fighting spirit.

In the face of his subordinates who kept dying, Yuanxu wanted to go down to support several times, but under the control of the evil king, he could only continue to resist, and he couldn't go to support at all.

Turning his head to look at the bloody players below, the corners of the evil king's mouth turned up.

"Is it glory to die in battle? What a terrible race! ”

"Evil King, if you are my enemy, you will regret it!" Yuanxu shouted at this time.

The Evil King didn't speak, his figure flickered again, and the giant palm slammed down, and long dragons formed around his arms, and then roared and bit towards the abyss.

Facing the evil king who was haunting him, the anger in Yuanxu's heart skyrocketed.

In fact, the reason why he was reluctant to fight the evil king was because he knew that the evil king was immortal, and even if he won, it would be useless, and helping the army to stop the loss was the most important thing.

After all, he can't lose this army, this is where his right to speak to the outside world after he controls this territory in the future.

……

"They're crazy, they're crazy!" After a ghost king was repelled again, he finally couldn't help but roar.

He had never encountered such an opponent, and he was really afraid.

It's obviously a huge advantage, but in the eyes of the ghost king at this time, there is an illusion that the players are the attackers, and they are passively defending.

At this time, more than half of the player's army had been killed or wounded, but they still did not stop, and they moved forward step by step, wielding their blades still sharp, harvesting the lives of the enemy.

Players are not afraid of death, but they are afraid.

Those fallen figures were their carefully cultivated warriors, their most important external force, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble as they watched their clansmen fall in pieces.

They really want to back off if they can.

They don't want to go crazy with the madmen anymore.

However, in the frenzied attack of the players, they were deprived of the right to abandon the battle.

In the endless killing, the figures of the players fell one after another, but immediately there will be latecomers on top, carrying the fighting spirit of their comrades, and continuing to swing their knives forward.

They really managed to make the corpses of the enemy strewn all over the field, and the blood flowed thousands of miles.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer comrades, but the players are more and more ferocious.

Like a hungry wolf, wherever the bloodthirsty eyes went, the soldiers of the Yuanxu Army would subconsciously lower their heads, not daring to look at them.

At the end of the battle, there are only a million players left in the encirclement.

This battle seemed to be coming to an end, but neither Yuanxu nor the ghost kings below felt that they had won.

Because in terms of mentality, in terms of momentum, they are the losers.

At this time, it was raining in the sky, and a blood-colored drizzle was falling, making the atmosphere of the battlefield even more tragic.

"Hahaha, they were scared, they were scared!"

Seeing the Abyssal Void Army surrounded by millions of players but did not dare to step forward, the evil king in the sky couldn't help but laugh.

At this point, he only felt that his heart was full of heart, and the players proved everything with this battle and won his respect.

Although the power of this self-proclaimed player clan is about to fall, the evil king remembers them in his heart.

Because they have kindled their own blood.

It was a strange feeling, and he had never felt so strange in countless years.

Very hot-blooded, very excited, very happy!

"Kill!"

Facing the Abyssal Void army that did not dare to step forward, the players collectively roared, and the blades pointed forward, showing their swords to the enemies again.

A charge was launched.

It seems that it is not them who are surrounded, but the soldiers of the Yuanxu army, even if they are defeated, but the players completely overwhelm these battle-hardened veterans in terms of momentum.

Only to solve the battlefield for the battle death, why should the horse leather shroud be returned.

Dark clouds are low and blood is raining.

When the last player fell, the tense nerves of the entire Abyssal Void Army collapsed, and one by one they fell to the ground, panting for breath.

Even though the players were dead, the fear in their hearts still didn't fade.

This is a victory, but no one cheers or praises, and there is only a sense of reluctance for the rest of the life.

Looking around, corpses were everywhere, and the blood gathered formed a pool of potholes on the battlefield, making their hearts tremble again.

They were afraid, they were afraid, as if the strength in their bodies had been drained, and even the courage to stand up had been lost.

And those ghost kings were also stunned in place, and their hearts were like those terrified soldiers, but they suppressed their fear in their hearts and did not reveal it.

At this moment, they suddenly had a sense of luck.

They died, thankfully they died!

The army of players has left a deep imprint on their hearts, lingering like a shadow.

"Hahaha, Yuanxu, you lost, look at them!"

Above the sky, the evil king pointed at the Yuanxu army below, laughing wildly, and the sarcasm in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

At this time, Yuanxu's face was pale, but this was the case, the soldiers below had already lost their fighting spirit, even if they won, there was no difference from losing.

"This is the army of my evil king!" Suspended in the air, looking at the Abyssal Void Army below, the evil king's roar shook the sky, making the figures of the Abyssal Void Army soldiers below tremble again.

"Do you think the battle is over? This is just the beginning, prepare, next, you have to face my evil king's army, I will avenge them, you all have to die, remember, you all have to die! ”

"Hahaha, happy, I've never had such a good time in my life!"

The soldiers of the Yuanxu Army below all looked up at the evil king who was laughing wildly in the air, and their eyes were full of fear.

Isn't it over yet? Are there still such fighters?

At this moment, fear spread in their hearts, and they seemed to see that fearless army composed of tens of thousands of people reappeared in front of them.

Flashed the sword at them!