Li Changhe glanced in the direction of the forest, and under the moonlight, he could barely see a huge shadow shaking in it. Trees swayed, and leaves fell like snowflakes.
His cheap godfather clearly hadn’t cleaned up that monster yet.
It should be because he couldn’t clean it up, so he had to delay instead.
At least, he wouldn’t let that monster ss things up again.
He tried to pull the Mo Blade out, but the blood was too slippery, and he failed three tis.
Li Changhe could only helplessly give up the Mo Blade. He turned around and kicked a wild man rushing towards him in the chest, and the phantom of Yun Ting appeared behind him again. Her hair directly wrapped around the wild man’s neck and twisted hard.
"Little brother, how much physical strength do you have left? I don’t dare to use my skills casually." Yun Ting responded, her hair pulling and tossing the wild man away. She then took a horizontal knife from the arm of a dead Great Tang soldier.
As Li Changhe’s ghostly Symbiotic Body, every ti she used her abilities, the host had to bear part of the consumption.
Li Changhe’s [Backpack] was still locked, so he had no support from dicine and could not recover quickly from consumption.
So, Yun Ting dared not casually take action.
Otherwise, if Brother Ting opened his heart and killed old Li, would it be considered draining him?
Li Changhe took the horizontal knife and glanced at his panel.
[Physical strength value: 64/110]
[Energy value: 53/90]
"Not bad, I’m also watching my [Skill] consumption. It’s not too big, but it’s a bit... hard to keep up." Li Changhe wiped the blood off his face and responded.
He dared not use a percentage-consuming skill like [Fierce Tiger Climbing Hard] anymore, as the consumption was too high. Li Changhe could only maintain [Hawkeye Demon Eyes] and use [Breath of Thunder] for a short ti.
Even so, he couldn’t maintain such high-intensity combat for long. The continuous battles made Li Changhe a little tired.
Not far away, a steam soldier was smashing a hamrhead monster with explosive force.
The gears on his elbow were spinning fast, and hot steam was spraying from his back. His fist speed suddenly increased, and he punched the monster’s thigh.
The thick thigh broke directly.
However, a few wild n had climbed onto the steam soldier.
The steam soldier sprayed hot steam again to try and break free from the attack. However, one of the wild n still clung to his left arm, grabbing a gear.
The movent of the steam soldier’s left arm slowed down considerably, as if he had lost so of his strength.
More wild n pounced on the steam soldier, who struggled to fight back. Under his iron fist, countless wild n were killed. But as more gears were exposed and pulled apart,
The speed of the steam soldier began to slow down. It seed that there was still a problem with the gear design, probably because of cooling or not anticipating this situation.
This most prestigious weapon of the Great Tang forces was being dismantled and defeated.
And when a hamrhead monster hit the back of the soldier, he knocked the steam soldier down, who was more than two ters tall.
Wild n imdiately engulfed him. Was this the end where barbarism finally defeated technology?
"Damn it!" Li Changhe cursed silently, waving his horizontal knife in preparation for support.
Both the steam armor and the [Player] were effective in killing elite monsters. They couldn’t be consud like this.
However, before he could run a few steps, he heard a chanical call from the other side.
"General Li Ba, be careful! 0012 is about to self-destruct!" It was another steam soldier not far away.
He was attacking a hamrhead monster ready to break the camp fence, and the gears in his hands were spinning fast.
He tore the hamrhead monster apart with brute force. His armor was stained with blood.
They can talk?
"Self-destruct?" Li Changhe’s face changed.
Without ti to weigh the consumption, he instantly used [Shadow Step], moving to a wounded Tang soldier fifteen ters away, stabbing his knife into the chest of a wild man about to sneak attack the Tang soldier. He then used the wild man’s corpse as a shield to block himself and the Tang soldier. [Friends] reminded the three to be careful of the explosion.
"Boom!" Then ca a shrill explosion.
The steam soldier, who had been engulfed by the wild n, had turned into a torch by now. The spreading flas devoured wild n within ten ters.
The violent explosion and bright light made the battle pause for a mont.
Li Changhe pushed away the wild man’s body in front of him.
Even though they were more than twenty ters away, they could still feel the heat wave coming towards them.
This self-destruct of the steam armor probably triggered the engines on its body.
It wasn’t a pity, as the steam soldier’s situation wasn’t sothing Li Changhe could save now. Self-destruction before death was indeed a manly move.
However, Li Changhe noticed sothing strange. The wild n seed to unconsciously move closer to the fire, but they seed to have realized sothing.
They retreated one after another, howling.
"Were they attracted by the firelight?" Li Changhe thought, reaching out to help the injured Tang soldier on the ground.
The faceplate of the Tang soldier had been torn off, leaving a hideous wound on his young face.
The chainsaw of the halberd broke off, probably due to long hours of chopping.
The gunpowder bombs were also almost consud, leaving him to fight the savages with only a horizontal blade before Li Changhe arrived.
Li Changhe had intended to help him up and get him to the rear for treatnt. Cangyue Ming has dical skills and could assist.
However, the Tang army soldier weakly waved his hand, and only then did Li Changhe see that his lower abdon had already been torn apart and blood had pooled on the floor.
The soldier could only hold his wound to prevent his entrails from spilling out.
But with such blood loss...even the Moon God’s [Hand of Healing]couldn’t save him.
[Skills]could only heal injuries but couldn’t restore the blood loss.
"Are you General Li Ba?" The Tang army soldier’s eyes widened, and his pupils were starting to dilate.
Li Changhe was silent for a mont and then nodded, "If you are talking about the Li Ba who killed rats in the plague, then yes, that’s ."
The young soldier’s face was incredibly pale, but he still smiled and said, "My father was also among the Thousand Cattle Guard, and he had fought alongside you. He often talked about it... it’s just a pity that I was too young at the ti to fight alongside you. Now... I finally have. I am also... a comrade of a hero.... I..."
Seeing the young soldier’s voice fade, Li Changhe was silent for a mont.
He reached out and closed his eyes. Then he picked up his horizontal blade.
Looking back at the Great Tang soldiers fighting hard, Li Changhe felt an indescribable sense of sothing gathering around him.
Li Changhe knew what it was.
"In that case..." Li Changhe mumbled, "It should be about ti."
As soon as the words fell,
Shiny moonlight ca from afar, and the roar of the Moon God echoed throughout the camp.
"Hahahaha, it’s finally here!" The Moon God roared as a moonlight armor appeared on his body.
[Moonlight Throne]!
Finally, it was ti to unlock his ability, and this ti it was [Title Skill]!
anwhile, the last line of defense in the camp was the main military tent.
Cangyue Ming was in the main military tent, treating a soldier with a shredded arm.
Suddenly, he looked up and instantly ran out of the tent.
"It’s finally my turn!" Cangyue Ming swung both hands.
It seed as if a group of glowing butterflies flew past him. In an instant, all battles within a radius of several tens of ters had stopped.
Dozens of thick vines erged from the ground and wrapped around the savages, twisting them violently.
They died without ever understanding why their heads suddenly twisted backward...
And what were those vines that suddenly grew out?
The savages in the distance were in shock, watching their comrades twisting their bodies in an inexplicable way before breaking their necks in a bizarre posture.
This was Cangyue Ming’s [Title Skill] - [Dream of the Enigmatic Butterfly].
Like reality, like a dream, both real and fake, mixing truth with lies.
The mont he activated his title skill, he stole all the senses of the savages.
And forced suggestions upon them.
It was like telling a criminal that they would be cut open and bleed to death.
Then blindfolding him, wiping his wrist with a blunt knife, and simulating the sound of blood falling.
It wouldn’t be long before he killed himself with his suggestion.
And so physical symptoms were similar to excessive blood loss.
He believed, he thought, so he died.
Cangyue Ming had now amplified this point. Deceiving reality, mixing lies with truth.
The battle began to stabilize, as both the Moon God and Cangyue Ming could effectively kill and defeat the savages.
Li Changhe didn’t pay attention to Cangyue Ming and the Moon God’s actions, nor did he pursue the savages. Instead, he looked back in a certain direction.
His horizontal blade in hand tightened as he waited for sothing.
In the next second, the savage’s corpse several dozen ters away suddenly bounced up, and a dark shadow instantly escaped.
"You’re not taking action?" He Feng erged from the pile of corpses a few steps away.
His eyes flickered, "It seems the other side is very cautious."
"They should be." Li Changhe said indifferently.
Snapping his fingers, a flash of Azure Fla appeared beside him, and the familiar sound of a chainsaw rang out again!
"I have many comrades!"
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