Chapter 107: The Dowry of the Ocean: The God of Death (Two)

Behind him, at least four warriors had reached the level of the primary level of the green level, and behind them, they were at least middle-level and high-level. For a moment, the scene of 150 warriors releasing the green level and above at the same time was indeed shocking. The fighting spirit was scattered in the air, and the fifty magicians at the end had already begun to chant their spells.

Compared with the dazzling light here, the three hundred warriors on the other side seemed unsightly. One hundred heavy sword warriors dragged their swords with their right hand and took solid steps. On both wings, one hundred spear warriors raised their spears in their hands and followed the footsteps of the heavy sword warriors to meet the other side. The head of the heavy sword warrior was Ye Hongyan, who had welcomed Ye Yinzhu and Seedorf, who had been the previous one.

Ye Hongyan's expression was very calm. Like the warriors on his side, he did not release any fighting spirit from him. Facing the pressure of one hundred and fifty groups of fighting spirits exceeding the green level, they did not have any emotional fluctuations, but just quietly met them.

The distance between the two sides is gradually increasing. Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters.

When the distance entered one hundred meters, the momentum of Oliveira's warriors had risen to the peak, especially Oliveira, who was the sharp edge. The blue fighting spirit on the wooden sword was burning like flames. Ye Yinzhu could clearly judge that after the battle in Conia City, Oliveira made progress through cultivation.

Fifty meters, what can this distance do? In the sky, countless magic lights have already lit up, and at that time, there are clusters of green fireballs. Fireball is a relatively simple fireball in fire-type magic. However, although the spells are equally simple, the magic power consumed and its own power have become different. Fifty magicians released fifty green fireballs at the same time. This power and destructive power can only be described as horror, but they are fifty intermediate magicians! This is obviously arranged by Oliveira, otherwise how could these young magicians use the same magic in such a tacit understanding?

Sidorf looked at Oliveira in surprise, but he was still calm and did not mean to stop a battle in front of him. He would not know the damage that fifty intermediate magic could bring. If it were ordinary soldiers, not to mention three hundred people, even three thousand people would have been killed or injured. But at this time, he still did not take any action.

Ye Yinzhu didn't move either, because his intuition told him that the three hundred warriors were never simple. From their perseverance and perseverance, we can see that this was a hundred-refined lion. Even if their number was only three hundred.

"Slay——" Ye Hongyan shouted loudly, and the heavy sword in her hand suddenly raised. She raised it when the two sides were still fifty meters away.

"Slay--" A hundred loud shouts sounded at the same time. The ninety-nine heavy sword warriors behind him raised the wooden sword in their hands at the same time. They had not released any light of fighting spirit before. At this time, they released yellow fighting spirit at the same time. Ye Yinzhu was surprised to find that the fighting spirit levels of these warriors were actually the middle level of the yellow level, and there was no other master who spit out the ground except Ye Hongyan in the lead.

The Dou Qi threw the sword out, and the yellow-level Dou Qi turned into a battle light, which instantly condensed above the heads of the hundred sword warriors. The fierce and bloody murderous aura instantly spread. The Dou Qi released by Ye Hongyan was the source. One hundred battle lights miraculously merged into one in the air, turning into a giant sword with a length of more than 30 meters. As Ye Hongyan swung the wooden sword in his hand, the giant sword broke through the air and fell.

The color of the giant sword is purple, not lilac, but deep purple.

After merging lily, Ye Yinzhu was shocked. Li Sha who had retreated to the shade of the tree was also shocked. The yellow-level warriors are already the best among ordinary people, but they are nothing in front of real strong people. But these hundred yellow-level warriors showed extremely powerful destructive power. It was not simply the fusion of fighting spirit, because even the same attributes were fighting spirit, after releasing the battle light, it was impossible to produce such complementary and superimposed fusion effect. There is a special factor interspersed in it. It is precisely because of this special factor that the battle light they emitted can be completely integrated. As for what is this special factor. When the giant sword was several times larger than the amethyst giant sword, Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood.

That is not a simple factor, it is formed by combining the same fighting will, working together, and the same surging iron-blooded murderous aura. The war light itself is a powerful attack caused by the fighting will to drive the fighting spirit. Although the strength of the will is not the key to whether the war light is strong or not, the will is the most important part of a warrior. When a hundred equally powerful fighting spirits are condensed together, when the one hundred murderous auras are integrated, their war lights are merged and produce an extremely powerful attack effect.

Oliveira was shocked, and the 149 soldiers behind him were also shocked. They never expected that they would have been looked down upon by them before, but these infantry soldiers who were from the army could actually display such powerful attack ability.

One hundred and fifty green fighting spirits lit up at the same time, and driven by the azure blue wooden sword, they had no other choice. Faced with the crisis, these fifty carefully selected warriors completely released their fighting spirit without hesitation, because this was their only chance.

The fifty green fireballs did not stop. On the contrary, they shot at the 300 soldiers at a faster speed to surround Wei and save Zhao. As long as these fifty intermediate magic could work, the crisis faced by the warriors on their side would naturally be resolved. However, only one hundred heavy sword warriors were launched to slash the sword, and two hundred spear warriors were guarding both sides of them.

"Thorn--" I don't know who shouted loudly, and all the spears were raised at the same time.

Two hundred spears, each four people in a group, are also yellow battle lights. When four battle lights of the same level merged together, the halo of the battle lights had turned dark green. Fifty battle lights, while the purple giant sword fell in the air, faced with fifty green fireballs.

The dark green battle lights disintegrate the universal green-level fireball technique, and there is no difficulty. Among the intermediate magic, fireball technique is not the strongest. The purple giant sword in the air has already arrived at the heads of Oliveira and his companions.

The huge pressure made them breathing hard. The pressure brought by the giant sword had reached the level of about sixth level of purple. It is hard to imagine that the attack with such a huge coverage and such a powerful force was actually released by a group of yellow-level warriors.

Oliveira would never be willing to fail. She roared and suddenly raised the heavy sword in her hand. The blue-level fighting spirit in her body burst out almost instantly, like a dazzling blue light ball, which was the first to bombard the purple giant sword.

From the perspective of individual strength, each of Oliveira's 150 warriors have green-level strength, while the opponent is 100 warriors with only yellow-level strength. Their strength is not equal at all. But at this moment, when attacking in the battle formation, the result becomes completely different.

The green fighting spirit rose with the blue light swinged by Oliveira, but there was no cooperation between them. The green light lit up one after another, forming a sharp contrast with their opponent's uniform movements and the solemn and cold murderous aura.

Countless roars sounded almost at the same time. While the fighting spirits of both sides collided, the purple giant sword in the air suddenly changed from slashing to horizontal slap. When the blue-level encounters the purple-level, there will be no other ending except breaking. Just like a giant hammer falling from the sky, Oliveira's fighting spirit was first defeated, and then, the green light that rose one after another hit the downward slap of the purple giant sword like a sea tide, how can the individual's strength compete with the group?

Accompanied by the last loud roar, Oliveira's side 150 people bloomed from the center, and figures were scattered by the powerful Dou Qi. Oliveira, who had evacuated the Dou Qi in her body, was the first to be hit and flew dozens of meters away. She opened her mouth and sprayed a blood arrow. Although she did not suffer fatal damage, she had no power to fight again.

Under the wide purple giant sword, 150 warriors, at least more than 80, lost their resistance like Oliveira, and the other survivors on the periphery also lost most of their abilities in the strong shock of the fighting spirit. At this moment, the spear warriors who solved the fireballs in the air started to move.

The two wings flew together like two black lightning, penetrated directly into Olivera's formation at an astonishing speed. Although the spear was replaced by wooden sticks, it was as sharp as a dragon in the hands of these black iron elite warriors. The fierce murderous aura and crazy iron-blooded fighting spirit could only be trained on the real battlefield.

Twenty spear warriors immediately restrained all the magicians. They understood Seedorf's orders very well, so the fragile bodies of these magicians were immediately treated with long sticks, and they were knocked to the ground one by one, making screams. The remaining 180 spear warriors immediately surrounded those green-level warriors who had some combat power. At least two were fighting one, and less than half of the opponents stood, so there was no suspense in this battle.
Chapter completed!