The Dark Sword Master Descends!

Chapter 119 The Dark Sword Master Descends!

The third camp was captured very smoothly, but when the barrier was established, completely isolating everyone on this loess hilltop, a sense of unease lingered in everyone's hearts.

This wave-like advance is only suitable for the first half of the journey, since it is relatively close to the city and does not involve getting too deeply into the undead army. However, in the second half, it is a one-way trip, and only by winning can everyone be safe!

If this pyramid cannot be destroyed, then it is very likely that we will be submerged in it.

As dusk fell, streaks of crimson blood smeared the entire land, reflecting the ever-changing colors and telling the story of the battlefield's cruelty.

At this moment, the entire force has begun its advance on the pyramids, and their final destination is their last camp.

From here on out, they had to forge ahead and charge into the base of the pyramids.

The rear was no longer filled with reinforcements, nor with their city, but with a heavy encirclement of the dead.

The dead howled, and dark winds swept across the land. Anger and resentment coalesced into mountains, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

The last five kilometers!

This is the area with the highest density and strongest undead population, with dark hordes of corpses scattered throughout this large yellow basin.

The mirage of the pyramids is located precisely in the very center of the basin.

"Rush!!"

Staff Officer Fenner uttered only one word, and a ray of blue light, representing protection, rose into the sky, allowing the entire army to see this unwavering signal.

"Charge!!"

"Destroy the pyramids!!"

"Long live Egypt!!!"

The army transformed into a raging torrent, sweeping through the Forest of Corpses in one fell swoop. Magic roared across the sky, light illuminated the twilight, and the breath of destruction swept endlessly...

In this place where the living and the dead coexist, even the soil carries the stench of blood. This is the second largest war zone after the naval battlefield.

This also honed countless powerful and capable supreme mages!

"The battlefield is definitely the most interesting place!"

Gojo Satoru laughed wildly as he went on a rampage of killing.

He stopped paddling and transformed into a spatial torrent, forcefully carving a passage through the densely packed, chilling horde of undead.

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at the same time.

When the Egyptian army's top commander, Staff Officer Finna, learned that a unit had gone missing, he could no longer sit still.

"Thousand Leaf Blade - Wind Slash!"

The yellow, turbulent wind surrounding Fenner first transformed into thousands of wind blades, each one carrying an astonishing power to divide.

You can see hundreds and thousands of undead being dismembered by the thousand blades of wind, like autumn leaves being swept away.

The battlefield ahead fell into a deathly silence; no more undead could rise from it.

Just as the Thousand Leaf Wind Blade finished its harvest, another terrifying wind slash descended with overwhelming power, cleaving even further.

You can see that the chaotic yet powerful wind-cutting force extends all the way down the basin to about one kilometer from the pyramid!

"Follow me!" Staff Officer Fenner led the way, and the soldiers' morale soared instantly.

Several detachments immediately followed Staff Officer Fenner and stormed into the area one kilometer from the pyramid.

At this moment, the situation was excellent, and they were about to break through the encirclement of the undead and enter the pyramid.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!"

"Get out of here! Get out of here! We're all going to die here!"

"Damn it, we're only a few hundred meters from the pyramids, we can't back down!"

Screams and shouts suddenly came from another direction, and Gojo Satoru's eyes swept over them.

About 500 meters away on the sand, there was a large group of undead, resembling black swordsmen.

They formed a necromantic sword array, indiscriminately slaughtering the charging human mages.

Among the group of vicious sword-wielding assassins, there was a shadowy figure riding a black ghost horse. The guy was shrouded in a thick layer of dark aura, like he was wearing a hazy black battle robe.

Immediately afterwards, the enormous figure gave a majestic command and then made its move.

The black sword wave split into two: one soared into the sky, its cutting power overwhelming and its aura domineering; the other swept across the earth, and wherever its arc passed, none survived!

Even Gojo Satoru couldn't stop the attack in time, an attack powerful enough to annihilate a commander-level creature.

"Shouldn't it be nestled in a real pyramid, beside the pharaoh?!"

"They're all dead, they can't survive either..."

"Dark Sword Master, why, why..."

The large force that had been charging forward with such fierce courage just moments before now stood there, looking completely deflated.

"Calm down, everyone!!" Fenner's voice pierced everyone's ears, dispelling the overwhelming darkness and fear.

"That is a mirage. The Dark Sword Master is not invincible. If we retreat now, his sword will cut through our city of Pushini."

Please tell me, is this what you want to see?

At that time, will your lives still have any meaning? Don't forget, you are soldiers. Don't spend your whole lives regretting your cowardice today!

Despite being a woman, Fenna's voice revealed her iron will!

We cannot retreat. A drawn sword cannot be sheathed just because it is a powerful enemy; instead, it must be thrust out with unwavering resolve!

"Shelo, join me in dealing with the Dark Sword Master! The rest of you, charge into the pyramid! Don't let the dead rule our homeland!!" Fenner shouted.

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"This Egyptian military magesman is quite interesting." Gojo Satoru muttered to himself as he watched the morale-boosting scene, then turned his gaze to the Dark Sword Master: "This guy is also quite interesting, just as unusual as that Hasara guy before."

After thinking for a while, he suddenly cursed himself, "Damn it, when did I become so hesitant and impulsive?!"

While Gojo was pondering, the two high-level Egyptian mages were completely surrounded by the Dark Sword Master's Vicious Sword Servants and had no energy left to stop the Dark Sword Master from wreaking havoc.

Just as another high-level mage was about to request the order to retreat from Advisor Fenner, Gojo Satoru, dressed in white, blocked the Dark Sword Master with a long spear.

"What's the point of a monarch-level creature constantly stomping weaklings? I'll be your opponent!"

The Dark Sword Master stood arrogantly a hundred meters away from Gojo Satoru, looking down on him with disdain in his eyes.

What right do these ants have to boast about their own power?

The next moment, the hundreds of Wrathful Sword Death Servants, who had been besieging the Egyptian military mage team, turned around and attacked Gojo Satoru.

"Sending some lowly soldiers and crab generals to their deaths is such an unoriginal idea."

Upon noticing this, Gojo Satoru spoke with disdain, and the next moment, the Po Jun in his hand suddenly grew larger, instantly reaching a hundred feet in size.

He wielded the Hundred-Foot Broken Army and unleashed a sweeping attack on the Ferocious Sword Death Servant, which had caused countless military mages to suffer a bitter battle!

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The spearhead of Bai Zhang Po Jun was imbued with spatial and chaotic power, instantly killing most of the surrounding Li Jian Death Servants.

(End of this chapter)