The Thunder God Novel - Chapter 563
Chapter 563 War Of Attrition (1)
The bodies of the two outsiders suddenly grew enormous. They were like blown balls. In an instant, they more than doubled in size. They stomped on the ground and emitted rumbling sounds. The roars of the two outsiders were like thunder. Wu Yang turned around and said, “Holy shit! Fat!”
Ning’e Aba did not understand, he said: “What fat?” As he spoke, his sword imprint killed an outsider. His body had already flown dozens of meters away with Lei Xingfeng and Wu Yang.
Wu Yang said, “Look back … those two guys are fat!”
Ning’e Aba glanced back and said, “That’s not fat … That’s a transformation!”
The speed of the two Gentile’s Patriarch Daojun was obviously faster than before. Unfortunately, Lei Xingfeng, Wu Yang, and Ning’e Aba were extremely fast. The three of them did not catch up, but the cultivators along the way were in great trouble. They were killed by the two Patriarch Daojun.
Wu Yang’s three cultivators, Gentile’s two Patriarch Daojun, killed many people along the way. Wu Yang’s three killed outsiders, and Gentile’s two killed cultivators. Along the way, the outsiders and cultivators couldn’t stand it. When they saw the five of them coming, they hid to the side early.
This way, the outsiders would suffer. Because Wu Yang and the others were heading for the outsiders, the cultivators were only affected. As long as they avoided them in time, the Gentile of Patriarch Daojun would have no other choice. They could not turn around and chase after the cultivators. The two Patriarchs were so angry that they only wanted to catch Wu Yang and the others and tear them to shreds.
The three of them fled everywhere, Wherever there were more outsiders, They weren’t stupid enough to turn around and fight the two Gentile Patriarch Daojun, Over time, Two Gentile Patriarch Daojun found something wrong, Since the two of them had been chasing after Wu Yang and the others, Therefore, the areas they were in charge of collapsed and were killed by experts among cultivators. One had to know that the two Patriarch Daojun were responsible for containing Patriarch Daojun among cultivators. If there was no restriction, even if Patriarch Daojun did not use powerful skills, his strength would not be something that ordinary outsiders could resist.
Suddenly, two people rushed out to stop Gentile of Patriarch Daojun. One of them shouted, “Kill these two guys!”
Lei Xingfeng saw the advantage and shouted, “Turn around and do it!”
It was too stupid not to pick up such a bargain. The three of them were getting a little tired of being chased. The three of them turned around and rushed backwards.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two Gentile’s Patriarch Daojun suddenly realized that something was wrong. With a strange cry, the two of them turned around and ran away. The situation immediately reversed. Originally, they were chasing after him, but now, they were being chased after him.
The five of them chased after the two of them, bombarded from behind, However, Patriarch Daojun was different after all. His defense was extremely strong. Even if he was hit, his injuries weren’t too great. The two Gentile Daojun shouted and ran back wildly. At this moment, the outsiders completely collapsed. The originally valiant warriors suddenly turned into cowards and ran wildly. The rest of the cultivators chased after him and killed him along the way.
Lei Xingfeng discovered that, The first two Patriarch Daojun, His body contracted rapidly like a balloon, and he instantly recovered his original appearance. Then, the speed of the two Patriarch Daojun was extremely fast. With a few flashes, they submerged into the fleeing crowd in Gentile. Patriarch Daojun would normally be unable to catch up to them if he wanted to escape, especially when the outsiders were all defeated. They blocked Wu Yang and the others’ pursuit.
Wu Yang said, “You’re really fast. In the blink of an eye, you’re gone!”
“Forget it,” Ning Er’aba said, “I still have to catch up and fight with Patriarch Daojun. I’m not even the slightest bit confident.”
Lei Xingfeng smiled and said, “Yeah, it’s best to run away. It’s really a match. We may not necessarily take advantage of it … especially the two of us.” He was talking about Ning Er’aba. The two of them were only Empyreans. They borrowed the might of Wu Yang and the other two Patriarch Daojun. Otherwise, let alone chasing after the two Gentile, the difference between Patriarch Daojun and Empyrean was simply too great.
Wu Yang smiled and said, “That’s right. Didn’t we just run away like rabbits? Haha.”
The two cultivators, Daojun, saw each other flee and did not chase after him. They would rather kill an ordinary outsider than fight an enemy of their own strength. It was better not to fight because only such an expert could injure them. They would not take the initiative to attack unless they had no other choice, or if they had a high chance of doing so.
Although there were a large number of outsiders, there weren’t more experts than cultivators. Wu Yang and the others chased after them for a while before stopping. Seeing the outsiders retreat like a tide, they didn’t want to stupidly chase after them.
In this battle, the outsiders had suffered heavy casualties, Cultivators were all like this, Hundreds of thousands of cultivators, Less than two-thirds of them survived, and half of them were seriously injured. This cannon fodder squad was crippled. The number of people who survived without any injuries should not exceed 50,000. They were all brainless fellows. Those who were foolish enough to charge forward would either die or be seriously injured. Those who were able to survive would be lucky.
The camp was in a terrible state. Most cultivators had never seen such casualties before. Many of the cultivators who had come together looked sad when they saw their companions lose their companions.
Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng were fine. After all, there was no one else from Mystery Sect, and Ning’e Aba was sad. There were many people from the third sect. He received news that at least half of them had died, and most of the rest were injured. Fortunately, Lei Xingfeng had provided some healing medicine this time. Those injured people did not die as a result.
Compared to the cultivators of other sects, Ning’e Aba and the others were quite good. At least half of them didn’t die. Many sects had more than half of their cultivators killed or injured. Some sects even had only a few cultivators alive.
There were also a few small sects, none of them alive, all of them dying here.
Behind the squad, there were more than a hundred thousand cultivators. They were all low-level cultivators. They weren’t here to fight, but to experience the battlefield. They were all reserve low-level disciples of the Ming Ze Alliance. Their mission was to clean up the battlefield and bury the corpses.
The entire battlefield was unfolding in the forest. Therefore, this forest was almost completely beaten to white ground. The ground was covered with broken branches and leaves. A few branches of large trees were still left. They stood alone on the battlefield. The heavy fire that was ignited quickly extinguished in a heavy rain. Now, one could really see a very long distance.
Lei Xingfeng sat on a raised tree root. He looked at the battlefield and sighed in his heart. This battlefield was no worse than the battlefield in his previous life. The entire battlefield seemed to have been plowed by countless artillery fire. The ground was uneven and there were countless huge craters. With a heavy rain, countless ponds appeared on the ground.
A lot of corpses floated on the pond. The water in the newly formed pond was all red. Lei Xingfeng said, “After this battle, should we rest for a while?”
Ning’e Aba said, “The others may have some time to rest, but we … may not!”
Lei Xingfeng smiled bitterly. “Are we still going to fight?”
Wu Yang said, “It probably won’t be easy.”
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before an order was sent. All those who weren’t injured gathered and moved to another place. The others stayed where they were for now, and the supervisory team left as well.
Daojun and Tianjun were led by someone. After flying for a while, they arrived at a temporary camp. Lei Xingfeng saw a portal in the middle of the camp. He said, “Where are we going?”
At the camp, the three of them went to the cafeteria, The so-called canteen, It was a large wooden shed. It was several hundred meters long and ten meters wide. There were seventeen to eighteen wooden shed. They were lined up on the ground like a long dragon. There were tens of thousands of people arriving at the camp. Even though there were so many wooden shed, it was still extremely crowded. Of course, Daojun and Tianjun’s seats were guaranteed. The others were not certain. Many cultivators were holding rice basins and squatting on the ground to eat.
After dinner, someone gathered Daojun and Tianjun.
Many Empyrean Monarchs of Daojun cursed to themselves. They were all rulers and hegemons in their own sects. When they came here, they became pawns and soldiers. They could only get the least bit of respect, but they could no longer do as they pleased.
Lei Xingfeng and the others followed the flow of people and quickly entered the portal. As for where they were going, no one told them, nor did anyone know.
After leaving the portal, this was a bigger camp. The three of them followed the crowd in a daze. Soon, someone led them to a place to rest. This time, it was even more crude. Four people in a room. Wu Yang, Lei Xingfeng, and Ning’e Aba walked into the room and saw an old man sitting on the ground with a bitter face.
When the old man saw the three of them enter, he said, “Sit down. Where are you from? Well, my name is Da Lieba!” This is an Ancestor Daojun.
Wu Yang said, “Brother, this is Wu Yang.”
Lei Xingfeng and Ning’e Aba signed up. The three of them sat down. Lei Xingfeng asked curiously, “Senior, why are you alone?”
Da Lieba said with a gloomy expression, “I’m all dead. I’m the only one here, damn it!” He couldn’t help but curse.
Lei Xingfeng looked at Da Lieba carefully this time.
The old man couldn’t tell how old he was, Of course, there was almost no way to guess the age of a cultivator. The experience of his previous life was useless. In this life, a cultivator’s age was considered to be several hundred years old, and over a thousand years old was not considered to be too old. This was also related to his cultivation. Therefore, the old man might be very old or not very old. However, to be able to reach the level of Patriarch Daojun, this person’s age was not young.
His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes narrowed. He accidentally opened them. His pupils flickered. A faint pressure was exerting on Lei Xingfeng and Ning’e Aba. His face was full of bitterness. He wore the clothes given by the Ming Ze Alliance. Like Wu Yang, he represented the status of a high-level cultivator here.
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