After the **** of health withdrew his bet on Luo Lin, Luo Lin on the southern front also felt his own changes.

He avoided the heavy axe of a suture monster in front of him, which was composed of dozens of corpses, then turned around and swung his 500-pound hammer, smashing the suture monster into meat sauce.

Wiping off the mud that splashed on his face, he picked up the suture monster's heavy axe from the ground and threw it forward.

The heavy axe that flew out directly cut another suture monster from the middle, allowing a companion who almost died under the heavy axe of the suture monster to escape.

"Thank you, Luo Lin!" the muscular man shouted.

"Call me Lord Luo Lin!"

"Okay, Luo Lin!"

After barely repelling the attack, a group of people finally got a chance to rest, and Luo Lin had the opportunity to feel his own changes.

The holy pattern on the back of his hand is still there, but the holy light inside has disappeared, which means that the **** of health has withdrawn his attention.

Although this will prevent him from using the power of the alternate hero, it also means that he will not appear on the stage of the gods for the time being.

"Why is it revoked? Forget it, I don't want this question anymore, is there any more alcohol!"

"It's gone three days ago." A muscular hunk said weakly, lying on the ground. "When can we retreat? We have resisted seven attacks. By the way, where is my roommate? Is it dead?"

"do not know!"

At this time, a sound of horseshoes sounded outside, and a well-dressed messenger jumped off the white horse and walked into the tent where Luo Lin was.

Smelling the blood and sweat inside the tent, the soldier frowned.

He kicked the soldier lying in the doorway with one foot, stepped on the bodies of several other soldiers who were resting, and came to Luo Lin.

"The 22nd Army, there is an order from the general headquarters!" he shouted loudly.

There are a total of 47 legions on the southern front, and each legion has a commander, and Ferdinand II is the commander of the 22nd legion.

On top of the 47th Corps, there is also a general headquarters jointly organized by all countries, and the commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief in it jointly issue orders.

Hearing this was an instruction from the general headquarters, the tired soldiers raised their heads and looked at each other expectantly.

"You are now ordered to continue to garrison until the other troops retreat!"

This command instantly caused the tent to explode.

Everyone understands the meaning of this order.

This is for them to die!

"Just our legion garrisoned!" a muscular man roared angrily.

"No, to be precise, it's your team." The messenger showed a smile on his face, and then immediately put it away, "This is a death order, and you must implement it in full. What are you waiting for now? I roll back to the front line!"

"We rest for five minutes, five minutes later..."

Before the muscular man had finished speaking, the messenger drew out his sword and pierced the opponent's shoulder forcefully.

"Are you going to disobey the military order!"

The muscular hunks in the room looked at the Herald with expressionless faces, and the indifference in their eyes made her shudder.

He slowly retreated to the tent entrance, but a muscular man was already blocked there, preventing him from moving.

"What do you want to do!"

The muscular men did not speak, but silently looked at Luo Lin, waiting for his order.

Luo Lin stood up, his tall body was like a city wall, and he lay across the front of the Chuanbing soldiers, and the other party felt a tremendous pressure.

Then, his shoulder broke.

Luo Lin only twisted the opponent's arm to one side with only his hand, and the sound of the broken arm and the screams of the messenger came out of the tent and resounded throughout the camp.

"Whatever I ask, you answer whatever, otherwise I don't mind killing you like a chicken, understand?"

"You...you are..."

"You disobey the military order. But don't forget, I am an alternate brave man. At this time, I have the right to choose. Tell me, who ordered this?"

"..."

"Don't say yes, it doesn't matter, I really want to see how many roots you can stick to?"

"What is the number one? Ah!"

In the screams of the messenger soldier, the thumb of his right hand was directly crushed.

"This is the first one."

"I said, I said! It's the deputy commander. As for why he did this, I don't know! Let me go, please let me go!"

Luo Lin pinched his chin and began to think about why, while a muscular hunk came up, pinched the chin of the messenger, and then twisted hard to directly break the opponent's neck.

Despite the fact that Lingbing's body fell to the ground, the muscular man asked, "Master Luo Lin, what shall we do next?"

"The retreat of the whole army means that the dead will carry out a large-scale attack on us. At this time, we must retreat. I don't hate sacrifice, but I don't like unnecessary sacrifice. We should have more important uses instead of dying here. ."

The muscular man smiled: "I see, when shall we leave?"

"Five minutes after trimming, we will set off. The wounded were carried away on a stretcher, and all the baggage was left behind. Now we will start eating and hydrating, and we will act in accordance with the team's order when the time comes."

"clear."

Luo Lin's decision cheered everyone up and began to actively prepare for the retreat.

Five minutes later, they left the tent after finishing their work, and found that the entire camp area was empty.

"Damn, we were the last to be notified. This is not a retreat at all, but a murder against us!" a soldier shouted angrily.

"Don't worry about this, act now."

Just as they were about to leave here, a soldier suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, "What is that?"

Looking out from the other side, Luo Lin saw a black cloud in the distance.

This black cloud rushed here at an extremely fast speed, and as the distance continued to shorten, everyone saw that it was not a cloud, but a legion of the dead composed of countless dead people.

Hundreds of thousands of walking corpses were densely packed together, and they rushed towards this place desperately. In this process, each other's bodies continued to rub and fuse, and the broken limbs gathered together after falling and took on a new form.

Their bodies have died, but their souls are still trapped in that rotten body, and they continue to merge and mutate to form more and stronger dead.

Seeing the dead approaching, a soldier suddenly realized something.

He looked at the leisurely white horse not far away, and immediately rushed forward to jump on the white horse.

But Roland was one step faster than him.

Before the soldier jumped on the white horse, Luo Lin had already taken the lead and kicked him out.

Turning on his horse, Luo Lin rode on the horse, looking at the soldier condescendingly.

"What do you want to do?"

"..."

"Do you want to sacrifice yourself, and then lead away the group of dead people! As I said, I don't like unnecessary sacrifices. You have no use for anything like this!"

"Then you run away first, Lord Luo Lin." The soldier stood up and shouted, "We are just a group of exiles, scum, scum, but you are different! You have a noble soul, you should not die it's here."

"Yes, you should leave." A bandaged soldier raised his hand on the stretcher, "Just pray for me once when I go back."

"Hurry up, your priestly smell already makes me feel sick."

"Yes, yes, no one will force us to pray every day after you leave."

"Fuck off!"

Luo Lin unceremoniously interrupted the ridicule of the soldiers.

Looking at this group of people, Luo Lin found that they were already very different.

Physical changes can affect the spirit, and these days of exercise have transformed them into new fighters.

"Courage, confidence, sacrifice... You are already good priests, and I am proud of you! Now we can't escape, then I ask you, are you willing to die with me?"

"Follow your wishes."

"Very good! Then, father, bless us!"

Luo Lin bit his finger and blood poured out from it, along with the holy water contained in Luo Lin's body.

The transparent holy water evaporates instantly, and a large amount of white light blooms in the camp, making everyone feel the endless power.

The wounds of the wounded began to heal, and the exhausted soldiers of UU reading www.uukanshu.com were refreshed, and endless power emerged in their bodies, making them feel that they could face all challenges.

The white holy light condensed on their bodies, turned into armor, turned into weapons, and turned into their strength to resist the dead.

Hundreds of soldiers with Holy Light stood up again and stood behind Luo Lin.

The majestic courage blooms in their hearts, so that they can be fearless of all challenges.

Standing quietly on a high place, Luo Lin shouted, "Everyone!"

"exist!"

"Charge with me!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers carrying the holy light gathered together, like a shining sharp sword, piercing into the black cloud.

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