1907: C1907 Supreme Night Death God

C1907 Supreme Night Death God

These seemingly harmless' fireflies' did not attract the attention of the watchtower guards, only thought to be ordinary fireflies.

Tens of thousands of 'fireflies' were scattered in every corner of the headquarters of the Eighth War Regiment. When they entered the ground, they completely disappeared.

Feng Yixiu's entire body was wrapped by the dark elements, almost perfectly merging with the darkness.

The tens of thousands of orc armies had already silently set up an inescapable net, waiting for Feng Yixiu to give the order to turn back into a lightning strike!

However, Feng Yixiu was not in a hurry to launch the general attack. Instead, he looked at Dongfang Xiamo who was eager to give it a try and said softly, "Big Sister Xiamo, there are a total of eight captains in the central tent. They are in eight different positions. You are in charge of assassinating them!"

"Yes!"

Dongfang Xiamo faintly smiled and immediately summoned the Netherheaven Sacred Tiger in its extreme Yin form.

At this moment, the dazzling holy light around the Netherheaven Sacred Tiger was completely retracted and was replaced by a dense Dark Evil Qi that perfectly merged with the surrounding darkness.

The Skydark Sacred Tiger followed the shadow and walked towards the enemy's base camp. Dongfang Xiamo, who was holding the Skydark Blade of the Night Sickle, had been hiding in the shadow of the Skydark Sacred Tiger.

The guards of the Four Direction Watchtower were unable to detect the Netherheaven Sacred Tiger walking in the dark and allowed it to easily enter the depths of the base camp.

The Skydark Holy Tiger moved stealthily in the dark like a ghost. Although its body was very large, it did not make any unusual sounds.

"Phew..."

A cold and gloomy Black Wind lifted the curtain of the tent to the east. The fifth captain was sleeping soundly on the bed.

As the elite of the Eighth War, the second captain had a strong sense of vigilance. Even in his sleep state, he did not maintain the state of spirit armor possession.

The cold wind woke the Second Captain, who was alert, from his sleep. He looked around for a long time, but he did not see anything unusual.

"Strange, there was clearly no danger, but why do I feel uneasy..."

The second captain could not help but frown and mutter to himself.

In an instant, the second captain's eyes were covered by a dark purple demonic energy . His previously calm face became extremely savage, as though he had seen something that caused him to feel incomparable fear.

The third battle spirit skill, Heavenly Demon Eyes activated!

The Netherheaven Demon Eyes were able to be released smoothly without the need to look at the Spiritual Card of the 'Demon Eyes Demon Spider'.

The extreme fear caused the second captain to enter a state of fear. His entire body fell into a motionless stiff state.

A huge black shadow slowly appeared behind the second captain, and then several Spiritual Cards transformed into flowing light that instantly entered the black shadow.

Although the only candle flame in the tent was not extinguished, it was completely eroded by the endless darkness. The range of the light was less than ten inches!

This was the effect of the fourth battle spirit skill of the Skydark Holy Tiger, Death's Descent.

Death's Descent caused everything within a kilometer to fall into endless darkness. But in the darkness, it couldn't attract too much attention.

Unknowingly, more than half of the tent had fallen into the endless darkness. The flames that swayed with the wind were practically non-existent.

A bewitching ink-purple Paramita Flower appeared in front of Sacred King Netherheaven. The tiger's eyes bloomed, making its aura, which was already extremely terrifying, become even more dangerous.

Under the Death God's Descent state, the Netherheaven Holy King Tiger was completely enveloped by a thick dark baleful aura. Only its light purple eyes emitted a faint ominous glint, like a death god that sought to take its life in the dark!

"Swish!"

A nearly soundless sound of wind breaking rang out as five dark purple sharp slashes cut through the void.

Before the second captain could recover his senses, five neat lines of blood appeared on his body. The spirit armor he was proud of was easily split apart like paper under the Netherheaven Flowing Light Slash!0

He didn't even have time to wail before his life was completely ended. His death seemed extremely horrifying...

When Death's Descent was activated, the Netherheaven Holy Tiger's lifeline dropped to 10%, but it also brought an extremely exaggerated battle spirit skill amplification!

At the same time, under the effect of the Yellow Springs Equipment, the Skydark Holy Tiger's explosive power had reached an even more terrifying level.

Not to mention the silent assassination, even if the opponent sensed it, the probability of resisting the Death God's Slash was extremely low...

"Hualala..."

Before the second captain could spurt out blood, an enormous Thorned Devil Flower by the side of the bed swallowed him in a mouthful. After which, it quietly sank into the ground.

Although the second captain's corpse disappeared, it left behind an illusory soul shadow that instantly entered the Skydark Holy Tiger's body.

As long as the Skydark Holy Tiger was successfully killed by the Death God's Descent, it would forcefully take away all of the opponent's Spiritual Energy and life force.

The Skydark Holy Tiger that had fallen into a state of low life instantly recovered to its peak state. It then turned into a black shadow and walked towards the next assassination target.

In less than seven minutes, Dongfang Xiamo had completed the assassination mission that Feng Yixiu had assigned her.

However, among the eight captain tents, there was only one tent that was empty. The rest of the captains had all been successfully assassinated!

The corner of Feng Yixiu's mouth raised slightly. He said faintly, "Big Sister Xiamo is good. This way, the pressure on us will be much less..."

Feng Yixiu was naturally confident in this battle, but winning was not his main goal. What he really wanted was a complete victory without any losses!

"The time has come. Let's launch the general attack!"

Feng Yixiu did not choose to hide anymore. He slowly stood up, and the countless dark green pupils in the shadow behind him suddenly flickered.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Four arrows carrying the power of wind shot out from all four directions at the same time.

The guards on the lookout tower did not even have the time to ring the alarm bell before they rolled down from the high ground and were swallowed by the Thorny Demon Flowers before they even landed.

The Deer Tribe hidden in all directions held true silver bows and crossbows in their hands as they began their storm-like attack.

A storm of arrows that covered the sky instantly covered the entire headquarters of the Eighth War. Many people's lives were easily taken away while they were still sleeping.

"Huhuhu..."

The Blizzard Lion King had transformed into its original form. Its body had reached a shocking height of over a hundred meters. When it spread its wings, it gave off a very oppressive feeling.

The Blizzard Lion King spread its snow-white wings and soared into the sky. It was the first to rush toward the enemy's base camp. The ice storm that it spat out turned everything in its path into ice sculptures.

A freezing blizzard began to fall within a few thousand meters. The bone-piercing chill made the members of the Eighth War Squad shiver. Their stiff bodies were unable to dodge the rain of arrows.

Before the two sides had even officially started the war, the Eighth War Squad had already lost at least a third of their combat strength...

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