which day?

Colonel 　　 frowned, unable to understand this strange question.

　　 Because it is said that there are seven days a week only in the present.

　　Time is a very strange thing in hell. Generally, the farther away from the present world, the more erratic the stability and continuity of time.

　　 Unless there is a frame of the Creator connected to the Rainbow Bridge, which can be synchronized at any time, it is difficult to accurately determine the passage of time.

　　 According to the calculations of scholars, in the area of ​​depth nine, it is usually at a magnification of 1.34. In other words, the 1.34 days here is equivalent to one day in the current situation.

　　 He looked down at his watch.

　　According to the conversion of the depth gauge, the current time is about two o'clock in the afternoon.

on Monday.

Colonel 　　 was taken aback, and felt that something fluffy passed under his feet. The soft tail was rubbing against his legs, and he could feel the soft hair.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 On the ground, the little black cat widened amber eyes and let out a milky cry at him.

　　 But the colonel was on the verge of an enemy. He retreated and felt a horror—when did this thing come to him? Why does the piece of refracting prism that I have prepared specially without any threat?

　　 Without thinking, he pulled out the precious pair of guns, aimed at the black cat staring at him, and pulled the trigger.

　　 emptied an entire magazine in the roar, and then a new magazine was filled before the magazine hit the ground.

　　 He raised the pistol again.

　　 only saw the remnant of a **** black cat lying on the ground.

　　 He overreacted.

　　 Just when he thought so, he heard a soft voice behind him.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 He turned his head in horror, and in the gap between the fire and the darkness, he saw the pair of slowly opening eyes, amber, calm and indifferent, staring at him.

　　 screamed softly.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Behind him, the remnant body of the black cat disappeared quickly, as if it had never existed before.

　　 Only the bullet marks shot into the ground have been left, bit by bit of blood remained on the ground, and when stepped on by invisible objects, it left a line of blood-colored cat paw marks on the ground.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 A brand new black cat walked out of the void, glanced back at him, and walked into the flames.

　　 And there are more cats squatting on the ruins of this decadent oil refinery, on the steel frame, on the broken eye pupil, on the wall, on the ground, among the ruins, shaking their little tails.

　　The black hair is shining with the blazing fire, and it is tanned red.

　　 is not obtrusive, as if they existed here.

No, it should be said that they followed the ivory tower and the Ivy League, wandering on every corpse and every weapon, stepping on those murderous and cold eyes, whispering softly, and finally manifested at this moment He has shown his own appearance and made known his own existence.

　　 Its name is ‘War’.

　　 Just at the feet of Huaishi, a black cat sat upright, his tail swinging slowly in the air, looking at everything that was about to be covered by flames and darkness in front of him.

　　 Tame waiting.

　　 Huaishi smiled and stretched out her hand——

　　 "AHHHHHHH!!!"

　　 The roar sounded like thunder from the fire.

Without any hesitation, with the colonel’s counterattack, 116 centaur rangers from the anointed land pulled their giant bows to the limit, heavy arrows amidst the crisp whistling of steel and bowstrings. Ya broke into the sky and flew up.

　　The armor-piercing heavy arrows wailed up into the sky, and fell from the sky with the scorching heat in the gale.

　　Iron rain covers the earth.

　　 And faster than that, it was the weird box that emerged above the black cat's head.

　　 When Huai Shi stretched out her hand, she turned on the invisible switch.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It yelled softly and stared at Huai poetry. In the slender box above its head, three rows of patterns quickly rotated among them, the sound of countless parts rubbing from behind the box, sparks flew.

　　 suddenly freezes in the whistling sound.

　　 bear the brunt of the explosion, followed by two patterns like burning blood drops.

　　 At that moment, countless hallucinating black cats suddenly collapsed, turning into smoke, and a terrifying speed faster than arrows shrouded the crowd of Huai Shi.

"Roar!!!!"

　　 In the rat people's rickety body, there was a roar that resounded loudly like a giant beast.

　　 Arrow rain splashed down.

　　 When the scattered dust gradually dissipated, what was revealed were a pair of eyes burning with **** flames, and a body that inflated like an air.

The Abyssal Rats, who were originally able to exist only as miscellaneous soldiers and cannon fodder in the abyss, have changed their lives at this moment, making people almost feel in a trance that they have encountered the legendary crown-wearer, the white tent master and the fanatical army under the command of the dead forest king—— Dead Black Corps.

It is no less inferior to those suture giant mice transformed with forbidden drugs and surgery. After the full blood propped up the curled spine, on the swollen muscles and trunk, from under the black and shiny hair, blue and purple appeared. Capillaries.

　　 There is even a trace of blood red in the toxin crystals embedded in the body.

　　 It is almost doubtful that these rat people will burst like balloons with a needle.

　　 The blood that was close to boiling in the real literal sense ran through their bodies, bringing thousands of times pain and at the same time bringing unimaginable power. And under the blessing of hormones and state, all of their minds have fallen into violent at this moment, and they can't feel these trivial pains at all.

　　 Even if it was pierced by an iron arrow that fell from the sky, it would be unconcernedly pulled off, and thrown again, allowing blood to constantly gush from the piercing wound.

　　 At this moment, the role of the Legal Department is completely different, it is no longer to force them to charge with the law. Instead, they are forced to wait for Huai Shi's order, stay where they are, and don't rush to break their arms with the heavily armed tauren warriors.

　　 You **** are not as tall as others' shoulders!

　　 Rao is so, that pair of bloodshot eyes have been occupied by tyranny and craziness, I can't wait to join the battlefield.

　　 Even Huai Shi did not expect that the blessing of "War and Peace" would be so exaggerated.

　　 No, it should be said that the quality of the original rat people was too sloppy, but the BUFF that is only now fighting is so crazy.

　　 This time he had good luck. Although he didn't draw the same triple violent machine prize from the war gain, the result was still top-notch.

　　 In addition to the ‘strengthening force’ that strengthened the explosive power for encounters, there was also a random double ‘blood enthusiasm’, double ‘madness’ and ‘increased recovery speed’!

　　 Compared with the reborn rats, the gargoyles have hardly changed, but the hideous aura on their bodies can't be suppressed and spread, as if they truly transformed from a stone statue into a demon.

　　 The lizard mounts of the Snake Man Undead Army had turned purple-blue, with rough air squirting from his nose and hissing sharply. Even if it was pulled by the reins of the knights, it was difficult to restrain his urge to glance.

　　 "Your order, sir."

　　 The Elder Snakeman made a hoarse voice, still restrained in the frenetic impulse.

　　 "Order?"

　　 Huaishi thought for a moment, and then laughed softly: "To be honest, I don't understand the tactics and methods of warfare. You are the real professionals, but since the war has begun, there will only be one order."

　　 He raised the sword of virtue in his hand, pointed to the front and called the steel array that was advancing towards him, and gave his only order.

　　 "——please bring me victory!"

　　 "Follow your wishes, sir."

　　 The elder bows his head.

　　 At that moment, the last **** was released.

　　 All the berserkers roared, holding rough axes and spears in their hands, and eagerly rushed towards the array of Minotaur warriors.

　　 unexpectedly resisted countless arrow rain falling from the sky, and launched a charge towards the iron wall without gaps.

　　 Faster than them are the gargoyles who ascended to the sky and fell from the sky again.

　　 When the gargoyle, which is more than three meters high, gathers the bat wings and descends from the sky, it turns into an out-and-out quality weapon, causing an uproar.

　　 As the earth shook, when fighting at close range, their spears were thrown into their pockets, they pulled out their halberds, and they opened and closed in the Minotaur array, roaring continuously for a while.

With the power of more than a dozen gargoyles, they cut several tragic gaps in the defense of the Minotaur heavy equipment company. Then, the rat people who fell into the blood frenzy clamored up and pulled each other in a rush Entered into a long struggle.

　　 Helpless.

　　 Even with the aura of war, given the ultimate explosive power and double the enthusiasm and blood recovery, the crude weapons in the hands of the Ratman are still not enough to break the excellent protection of the Minotaur warriors.

And each of these tauren warriors who have been taught by war since childhood are skilled warriors~lightnovelpub.net~ Although the enthusiasm has made up for the defects of the scavengers fighting spirit, how can they compare to the scavengers who only rely on numbers to fight Attain the individual quality of others. With the skillful cooperation, even after breaking into the gap, the desperate Ratman will suffer severe losses under the skillful cooperation of the Minotaur warrior.

　　 Even if he was chopped twice, he could still get up, but after two more chops, he would still die.

　　 Now it's just relying on its own quantity to reluctantly stick. If before, with the bad morale of this group of rat people, I am afraid that the establishment has already collapsed, how can the current balanced situation be maintained?

　　 If you really want to make a breakthrough, you have to rely on the elite gargoyles who have broken into the formation.

　　 The undead army first carried out two rounds of projectiles on the flanks. Unfortunately, it did not create much effect before the heavy armor. The elder changed the target decisively, put away the bow and arrow, drew the saber, and drove the violent lizard towards the assembled centaur company.

　　 "Chaolu!"

　　 While galloping, the elder roared: "Hold the flag for me!"

　　 The sturdy deputy screamed, and the cleaver took the banner of the undead from the original banner officer, increased his speed, followed the elder, held it high, and conveyed the decree of the elder behind him.

　　 Four hundred steps.

　　 The whole army assaulted!

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