Chapter 388 Billions of Daxia Mad Dogs Are Out of Their Cages, Killing All the Way

Chapter 388 Billions of Daxia mad dogs were released from their cages, killing their way to the depths of the battlefield of all races.

"Kill!... Kill!" The roar exploded in the sky above the battlefield like thunder, with endless tragic and resoluteness.

One by one, Daxia warriors, with eyes as firm as iron, shouted war songs.

Their chests rose and fell violently, and sweat and blood mixed together, flashing a dazzling light.

The weapons they held tightly in their hands, or the alloy swords with cold light, or the heavy alloy swords...

They all flew and danced among the beasts, and every swing took away a life, and every blow was full of determination to defend to the death.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! We Daxia warriors have no bones that fear death!"

A military warrior leader wearing heavy armor roared, and the giant axe in his hand fell like a storm.

Wherever he went, the beasts fell to the ground one after another.

At the same time, his body was already scarlet.

"Kill these beasts! Don't leave any of them alive! Die for me!"

Another warrior's eyes were wide open, his fists burning with blood and flames, and every attack could blow up a group of strange beasts.

The figure shuttled across the battlefield, as if it had turned into a flame of revenge.

Burn yourself and illuminate the darkness.

As time went by, the picture of the battlefield gradually unfolded, like a cruel and heroic historical scroll.

The messy scene came into view, with broken halberds, broken armor and heavy corpses intertwined and piled up like mountains, forming a tragic monument.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust and scarlet blood.

The fishy smell rushed straight into the sky, as if it was going to penetrate the sky, and even the floating clouds were stained with a faint dark red by this strong breath.

It was as if the sky was also stained with the tragic color of this battle, which seemed particularly depressing and solemn.

However, on this battlefield that seemed to devour all vitality, the morale of the Daxia warriors was not reduced at all.

Their eyes were as firm as torches, and their brows revealed fearlessness and tenacity.

Every swing of the sword and every thrust of the spear were full of strength and determination.

The shouts were like thunder at dawn, shocking people's hearts, stirring between heaven and earth, and also showing their determination to fight to the death.

The battles on each projection were so similar. As the battles became more intense, some warriors began to fall tragically.

Even if the battles were orderly and they took turns to rest and block, accidents happened from time to time.

In the battle, no matter what the situation was, it was possible.

Even if the combat power was overwhelming, the number of alien beasts was too large.

In the Daxia human realm, countless people saw this slightly tragic scene, as if they were fighting alone.

Many people were angry from the heart, and without saying a word, they found their weapons and set off.

The Daxia human race had tens of billions of people, and they could still be bullied by alien beasts?

It was not easy to start thriving, and now those damn beasts actually wanted to destroy everything.

No!

I will never agree to it!

Anyone who dares to destroy the peaceful environment of Daxia will be a mortal enemy and must be destroyed.

Relatively speaking, the people of Daxia, who have been fighting in fear for hundreds of years and finally experienced peace and prosperity, regard peace as their enemy more than anyone else.

Just a beast, just kill it!

Ten... one hundred... one hundred thousand... one million... one billion...

Daxia, a country that carries the dreams and glory of hundreds of millions of people.

In this turbulent but passionate moment, unprecedented unity and determination were demonstrated.

In those 108 majestic and magnificent cities.

Whether it is the bustling main street or the deep and secluded alleys, they are filled with a tense and resolute atmosphere at this moment.

In the streets and alleys, the people of Daxia hold all kinds of weapons, with firm eyes and hurried steps, as if every step is on the key to life and death.

And their goal is naturally self-evident.

The space tunnel near their respective cities.

At the same time, it is also the only way to the battlefield of all races.

Looking down at the whole territory of Daxia from a high altitude, the picture is extremely magnificent and shocking, like a magnificent painting.

Countless Daxia people are densely packed, rushing to their respective goals in an orderly manner like ants moving.

Although the figure is small, it reveals an indomitable strength.

Like the gathering of galaxies, it is also like a towering mountain.

And in the distant battlefield of all races, a magnificent battle is about to begin.

Billions or even tens of billions of Daxia people with an average of six-grade quasi-grandmaster cultivation are about to sweep everything like mad dogs out of the cage.

Nowadays, the fortress group with three city defense lines as the core stands like an iron wall and copper wall on the endless battlefield of all races.

The vast area spanning tens of millions of miles is full of flames, every inch of soil is soaked in the breath of battle, and every sky is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Cities, passes, forests and even wilderness are all blazing with flames of war.

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the flames and smoke rose to the sky, like angry dragons, rolling and roaring in the sky.

The roars and shouts were deafening, piercing the sky like thunder and lightning, dyeing the originally quiet and deep space into a blood-red.

It seemed that the world was also mourning for those lives that died bravely.

On the battlefield, the flashes of swords and shadows flashed, and the blood of the warriors fell to the ground, turning into a magnificent and sad elegy.

Every moment, there were brave warriors who fell down from exhaustion in the process of slaughtering monsters, and countless monsters fell.

The whole world seemed to be enveloped by the torrent of war that swept across the world.

At the same time.

At the forefront of the battlefield, Lin Pingan watched everything quietly.

When the people of Daxia came out enthusiastically and rushed to the battlefield to sweep everything, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Not bad! Not bad! Those skills that were once created and released were not wasted!"

"Warriors are warriors! Warriors who don't fight! They are just wastes of blood and qi!"

"Let me see how far you can go."

For Lin Pingan, who regarded this super beast tide that could be called a genocide crisis as a test.

The choice of the people of Daxia this time did not disappoint him.

If those who were protected had power, but still did not dare to stand up, they would only shrink in the human realm.

Then Lin Pingan would only think that those rubbish were not worthy of practicing the skills he created.

It can even be said that some of those skills were insulted.

At that time, the best thing might be to stand by and wait quietly for the destruction of Daxia.

Because those people are not worthy of being saved, nor do they deserve to live.

Even in Lin Ping'an's eyes, those people who practiced the exercises were just leeks.

But he also liked wild leeks more.

Those who dared to rise up and were proactive would bring him surprises and inspiration.

Lifeless and only surviving, they were basically just weeds.

Whether it was cultivation value or other values, they were almost nonexistent.