Thunder Martial - v2 Chapter 2174 war of attrition

Dons City is the domain of the Barton family, and the population base here is very large.

The city is very lively and there are all kinds of people.

However, just when they drank happily, ridiculed that the Spirit Race should be damned, and felt that this battle had nothing to do with them, danger came.

A sword light suddenly appeared, sword intent raged, and the place turned into ruins.

Up and down the city, no matter men, women and children, no one survived.

The sword qi continued to rage, raging and raging within a range of dozens of miles outside the city.

The Protoss within this range were also killed.

After all, it is the power of destruction, unstoppable.

Only some Protoss walkers from dozens of miles away were lucky enough to survive.

They looked at the ruins in front of them, all of which seemed to be petrified, and it took them a long time to react.

"It's so cruel, people in a city just died like this!"

"These Spirit Races are simply inhuman, and there are so many old people and children in the city!"

"If you are so crippled, the spiritual race should be damned!"

These people expressed their anger and cursed the Eldar.

As everyone knows, countless spiritual families have already been destroyed.

After one sword, another sword appeared soon, this time it landed in Barton City.

hum!

There was a huge shock of energy, and the sword energy was turbulent, and the population of tens of millions of Barton City was also destroyed in an instant.

Then the third sword came and landed on the mountain range where the Barton family was located, but the huge mountain range did not disappear under one sword.

With the appearance of a new sword, the entire mountain range disappeared.

So far, the Patton family has become history.

This scene caused a huge shock. When the Protoss denounced this kind of behavior, they rushed to the mountain that turned into ruins.

Although the Barton family has disappeared and many people have died, there are still many resources inside, and some of these resources must still exist.

Back then, Zi Chen measured the realm of the gods with both feet, and went to see where the great forces were.

He couldn't destroy all the places where the Protoss lived, but it was not a problem to remember the foundations of those big families and cities with millions of people.

Even if the Spirit Clan were defeated in the end, and they all died, Zi Chen had to maim the Protoss so that they could buy enough time for the Spirit Clan.

This was discussed with Yiqian a long time ago.

Therefore, Yiqian isolated the world, and Zi Chen used the technique of the maelstrom to divert the attack of destruction.

The places that many Protoss once thought were safe have suddenly become less safe.

In just one day, two top-level aristocratic families disappeared and turned into ruins.

Above the ruins, the Protoss are like locusts, scavenging for various resources.

hum!

Above the earth, there were ripples, followed by whirlpools.

This is a nurture flower.

At the beginning, Zi Chen got the third generation of spiritual flowers, and then the fourth generation was cultivated. Nearly 10,000 years have passed. These fourth-generation spiritual flowers have grown up one after another and become a force that cannot be ignored on the battlefield.

On the side of the Spirit Race, there are many wonderful people, and there are many people who can fight in groups.

But the number of both sides will never be able to make up for it.

After a genius killed dozens of the same realm in a row, the consumption became huge, but now there are battles everywhere, and no one replaces him at all.

So, he could only hold his breath, and after killing a few more people, he chose to self-destruct.

Similar explosions continued.

On the verge of death, they were unwilling, but indifferent.

Helpless, but also tragic.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

Behind the monk, there appeared a tall Buddha image, which was 10,000 zhang long, and the Buddha's light shined everywhere, forming a peaceful Buddha land.

Three middle-level gods are shrouded in it, and they are completely imprisoned by the power of the gods.

The monk with the knife walked into the Buddha land.

Bathed in the Buddha's light, he is like a compassionate Buddha.

The next moment, the monk moved his knife.

The sword fell from his hand, and a middle-level **** lost his head.

The sword light flashed again, and another person was cut off in the middle.

The blood of the gods splattered everywhere, and the Buddha land seemed to be more and more peaceful.

The third was split in half.

The rules of the gods were agitating, and the bodies of the three were quickly reorganized, looking at the bald head in shock.

Staying here, the fighting spirit in their hearts has been affected, and this place is like a pure land, which makes people feel at ease.

This bald head looks very compassionate and easy to talk to.

But who would have guessed that it would be so cruel to move his hand.

"Amitabha, good is good."

The monk incarnates the Buddha of Compassion, raises the sword and cuts again, either disintegrating or beheading. The degree of ferocity is ashamed of many great evils.

"Roar!"

In another battlefield, the Demon Ape turned into a Heavenly Splitting Demon, holding a black long stick in his hand, showing his invincible power.

The devilish energy surged, and the two middle-level gods flew upside down. One of them flew thousands of feet, and the body exploded directly.

On the other hand, the source is also traumatized.

The magic ape took a step forward in the air, the sky was shaking, and cracks appeared under his feet, which seemed to collapse at any time.

The black stick is wrapped in boundless demonic energy and continues to smash!

Boom!

The injured middle-level **** was directly smashed into the body.

The magic ape of the middle **** level has such combat power, once promoted to the high **** level, I am afraid that it will be another small invincible.

The two middle-level gods were not so easy to die, and the two of them reorganized their bodies and killed the demon ape.

Soon, the long stick swept over, and the puffy sound exploded again.

The two teamed up to fight a magic ape, which was simply not enough to watch.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in the Protoss, that is, there are many gods, and two medium gods have come.

The four mid-level gods joined forces, and the magic ape gradually became exhausted. After blowing up the opponent's body several times, it was swept by the divine light.

Then, more divine light fell, and the body of the demon ape also exploded.

Not dead, but the source is damaged.

The battle is continuing, and the four opponents of the magic ape consume more than him.

At this moment, another medium **** came flying, but this time there were only three. They joined the battlefield and replaced the previous four.

The advantage of the number of people gives them time to restore the original source of damage.

Obviously, the Protoss must not only win, but also win with the least damage.

The Spirit Race side will be consumed sooner or later because there is no one to replace it.

All Spirit Races are also aware of their own situation, so each of them chooses to explode their spiritual core at the last moment.

Some can kill a few more Protoss before dying.

Some died before they could explode the spiritual core.

The war is continuing, and the monk is full of Buddha power, and it becomes bleak.

His opponents, also increased from three to four, and have been rotated twice.

Continue to continue, he can't kill a mid-level god, and he has to be consumed to death.

He knew that it was time to change his style of play. If he didn't work hard at the moment, he could only be wasted to death.

Looking at several middle-level gods, the monk put away the Buddha's Light World, put away the long sword, and then put his hands together, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, send you back to the West!"

His whole body of Buddha power suddenly turned black, and his breath became extremely evil.

This is pure evil!

"The Buddha fought with you!"

The monk who became evil began to burn his own life, killing the four middle gods.

"He's dying, hurry up and surround him!"

Seeing this, the four middle-level gods immediately understood the status of the monk, and the three who had rested before also joined in.

Seven on one.

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"die!"

The monk's momentum skyrocketed again, and his aura became more and more evil. This was a big move. Several middle-level gods in the field felt a strong crisis.

"defense!"

They concluded that the monk was at the end of the fight, so they showed the rules and defended.

"Stop!"

The rules of the gods, standing in front of him, obviously will kill the monk.

At this moment, a powerful breath descended, and Zi Chen appeared out of thin air.

He slapped the monk back to his original form and said, "This is not the time to die, so let's recover first."

Then, Zi Chen took action against these seven middle-level gods.