Chapter 35 Destined, meaningless

Gemu, the invincible Tenzang warrior on the battlefield, died.

The head was cut off by a human at the moment of contact.

This is something that no one and the trolls ever thought of.

After a brief silence, the troll soldiers at the front of the troll army who saw Gemu's death fell into confusion.

"The god warrior Gemu is dead? The troll's only hope has died like this? How is this possible..."

"Is there no chance for the Trolls anymore?"

Such unexpected things make them unbelievable.

But no matter how unbelieving or doubtful they were, the headless body lying quietly was not deceptive at all.

Losing their faith in Gemu means they have lost their way forward.

After all, helping to kill the troll Gemu is already very loyal.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight confusion in the troll army from the front. Some stopped in place and were at a loss. Some were overwhelmed with anger and chased towards Zhuang Hong. Some picked up Gemu's head and spliced ​​it back together, hoping for a miracle to happen.

, can bring their spiritual leader back to life.

The dancer asked in surprise: "What is Your Excellency Chun Guang Sword doing?"

The smell exuding from this troll is even ten times more alluring than the blue combined elixir-level void spirit!

If it is swallowed, the power within the body will definitely increase dramatically.

Everyone was speechless. This person was quite vindictive for not arriving first.

"I'm different from you. I'm here for the entire human race and for the sake of my family and my country!"

"On impulse, I failed to get the troll's head and even lost my life..."

After thinking about this, a group of warriors followed several top ten strong men and headed towards the battlefield. The momentum was very huge and it seemed that they were not weak forces.

After losing the extremely sharp blade of Gemu, the troll army could no longer easily kill through the human military formation. After the military formation slightly blocked the troll attack, the reserve cavalry regiment arrived just in time to divide the troll army!

The second prince suppressed his excitement and appeared calmer, but he still couldn't help shouting in his heart: "Fuck! Win! Destiny is mine!"

The other three top ten experts also looked at each other, formed a team to look after each other, and followed the dancer.

"Woof woof!"

However, when they actually entered the battlefield to face the trolls, they discovered that the battlefield was different from what they had imagined.

For a moment, his mind went blank.

A troll leader raised the weapon in his hand with a look of grief and anger, rushed to the front of the team, and roared: "Charge with me, for the rise of the trolls!"

They didn't dare to charge alone, but it was still possible to pick things up behind the top ten strong men, and there were so many soldiers around to resist the troll attack. They only needed to have better eyesight and run faster at critical moments.

, should be no problem.

It is now dying and in a state of dying.

As for the troll army behind him and the human army in the distance, he didn't want to pay much attention to it for the time being.

You Baojiang suddenly smiled and stood up and headed towards the battlefield: "In that case, I will also take this opportunity to kill a few trolls. Otherwise, I am afraid I will never have such an opportunity again from now on."

And the troll Sambo priest who was held up by Zhuang Hong on his shoulders...

How did Zhuang Hong do it?

No matter how it was done, the troll Gemu was indeed dead.

After Zhuang Hong cut off the troll's wooden head with one knife, he immediately carried the body of the Sambo priest and ran away.

Xiang Dongping on the side just kept staring blankly in the direction Zhuang Hong left, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"For the trolls!"

Zhuang Hong opened his 'Dimensional Vision' and looked around the space. After confirming that there was no other danger, he turned his attention back to Priest Sambo.

That can really last a lifetime.

"Can this troll give me a brand new ability? Can this ability allow me to sleep without any worries?"

…

However, most of the unaware trolls behind them only focused on charging, and in the blink of an eye, chaos spread to the rear.

Nothing wrong!

The troll Gemu was indeed killed by a man named Zhuang Hong.

But it had to pursue it no matter what. How could it let its prey escape without even taking a bite?

Now the "self" of this world is held on his shoulders, and the strong desire to eat that surges out of his body is almost uncontrollable.

…

Priest Sambo's heart has been pierced by the dragon tendon whip. The reason why he can persist until now is entirely dependent on the energy accumulated over the years. He also wants to see Zhuang Hong's purpose.

The god warrior is dead!

Only those trolls who didn't know Gemu was dead still maintained high morale.

Not long after, Zhuang Hong took Priest Sambo to an uninhabited land far away from the battlefield, hid behind a big rock, and put it down.

The dancer hesitated for a moment and then immediately followed.

"I traveled all this way because I wanted to kill a troll? I can't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Now that I am dying, I must eat it before it dies to avoid losing nutrients.

A surge of ecstasy surged through the heart of the second prince. While the people around him were still immersed in 'unbelievable conjectures', he suddenly reacted and immediately issued an order to adjust the formation to prepare to block the next wave of attack from the trolls. He also ordered: "Get ready."

The cavalry regiment immediately attacked the belly of the troll army and cut its formation into two sections."

Instant kill!

After running all this way, it was already as tired as a dog, but it was still getting further and further away from Zhuang Hong, which made it cry out sadly.

If you really succeed in killing a troll...

However, morale cannot represent strength after all. The outcome of the troll army after losing Gemu is already doomed.

It regretted not taking the opportunity to hug Zhuang Hong's leg just now.

But after seeing Gemu's head flying in vain, his voice gradually decreased and finally became completely quiet.

When the other warriors saw the six people running towards the battlefield, they were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

The more Zhuang Hong thought about it, the more excited he became. His mental state was better than ever, and his steps were a little faster.

The dancer frowned, coughed while covering her chest and asked, "Aren't you seriously injured?"

After this battle, I am afraid that trolls will never be seen again in this land. If we miss this battle, it will be really difficult to have the opportunity to kill trolls in the future.

After waiting for a while, she saw that the troll army was in chaos after being attacked by the cavalry regiment. She pulled out her sword, mixed in with a group of warriors, and rushed towards the battlefield.

It didn't take long for them to regret it.

Besides, when fighting with a large army, it won’t be a big problem if there is one more person and one person less than the other person.

Zhu Tianming whispered softly: "Of course I will take the opportunity to kill a few trolls in order to avenge myself."

Among everyone, the second prince was the first to react.

Liu Yueling watched Zhuang Hong's figure gradually disappear into the distance, looked back at the already chaotic troll army, and murmured in disbelief: "Is Gemu dead like this?"

With wide eyes, Xiaobai squeezed out all the potential of his four short legs and tried his best to chase Zhuang Hong.

"Huh? Didn't I hear you say that you came here for Gemu's head?"

Zhu Tianming: "Since Gemu is dead, even if I am seriously injured, what can other trolls do to me?"

When other highly prestigious leaders among the trolls reacted, the troll army no longer had its original formation.

This kind of despair is not because it knows that it is about to die, but because it has worked hard all its life and cannot save the gradual demise of the trolls, and after a god warrior finally appeared in the troll tribe, it finally had a glimmer of hope...

…

Chunguang Sword Zhu Tianming suddenly stretched his body, holding the sword and ran towards the already chaotic battlefield.

They suddenly had a clear understanding in their hearts: "This move south has completely failed with the death of the god warrior Gemu!"

"Let's get started!"

This is the darkest moment in the life of the Sambo priest. He never thought that he would feel such despair in this life.

Priest Sambo's hazy consciousness sighed: "That's all, it's all meaningless! Trolls, humans, and land are meaningless, and even this world is meaningless. Everything is destined, and we are just a world between heaven and earth.

A doll, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't break free..."

It focused its final attention on Zhuang Hong: "The palpitations I felt before came from this human being, but I don't know why he kidnapped me?"

When Zhuang Hong rushed toward Gemu, he was more anxious than anyone else. He pointed at Zhuang Hong and scolded him, while jumping to his feet and shouting for Zhuang Hong to run away.

As soon as he had an idea, he slowly pulled out the dragon tendon whip inserted into the Sambo priest, turned it into a dragon tendon sword again, flicked it hard, flung away the blood on it, and put it back into the scabbard.

Then he leaned down and inserted his hand into the heart of the Sambo priest.

"puff!"

Priest Sambo looked back at his devastated heart from the corner of his eye, full of questions: "What is he going to do?"
Chapter completed!