Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up

Chapter 617 519: Now, It's Your Turn to Die

What does a battle among hundreds of thousands of cultivators look like?

Right now, they clearly demonstrate what is called brutal!

The hundred thousand warriors under Zuo Xiaoluo obviously have a massive disparity compared to the opposing side, which is reflected not only in their power but even more so in their fearless approach to combat.

Even when the warriors charge forth unafraid of death, knowing full well that death is the inevitable outcome, they are still individuals with thoughts who possess an unavoidable fear of death.

Truly, at the instant of death, their body's instinct is still to close their eyes.

But the opponents are different.

They are like emotionless death machines.

Even with swords stabbed into their hearts, in the final moment of life, they would still raise their weapons toward the warriors, even though the weapons had lost all power and couldn't hurt the opponents in the slightest, it was as if completing a mission; they just needed to do it.

Such a battle made even battle-hardened warriors uncontrollably feel a chill.

They had never encountered such opponents, who were like emotionless puppets, oblivious to what fear meant.

"Could it be that someone across the way knows a similar controlling technique, otherwise, why would these living beings not know fear, clearly I even chopped off his head, yet he could still stab me with his final strength?"

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible! There are tens of thousands of living beings; even the most powerful Puppet Control Technique couldn't achieve this."

"I've encountered the most powerful Illusionist in my world. In one battle, he controlled hundreds of Sage Realm cultivators to fight, enough to sweep through half the world's cultivators, but eventually his soul couldn't bear such a burden and he went mad and died, but now..."

"What exactly is happening?"

...

Everyone looked at those fearlessly brave beings ahead, not just humans but also various terrifying beasts, and even some existences never seen before.

They were all at least at the Sage Realm, and at this moment, everyone was utterly unafraid of death, only knowing combat, displaying fearlessness beyond countless imaginations.

At this moment.

These warriors were even somewhat collapsing.

They didn't fear those enemies hundreds of times stronger than themselves, even when the Great Daoist Sage Realm was involved, they had fought after so many days away from the New World.

Still remembered that battle when over a dozen Great Daoist Sage Realm cultivators wanted to obliterate them all.

At that time, many of them weren't even at the Sage Realm, even now, many are only at the eighth or ninth stage.

Such cultivation, usually, would almost certainly result in instant death against a Great Daoist Sage Realm.

But in that battle.

They relied on battle formations and their unmatched fighting will to fight those Great Daoist Sage Realm to the death.

Though they also paid unimaginable prices, such results were unparalleled in the entire Three Thousand Worlds.

But now.

When they confronted beings even less fearful of death than they were, even if they killed the opponents, they felt endless chills.

Watching many beings die at the front, while those behind flew up from the black giant tree, showing no trace of emotion, as if those who died were mere flies and ants, unable to affect them at all.

"No, if this continues, we are bound to lose!"

"We must awaken General Zuo, only she can break this deadlock!"

"But, calling General Zuo seems to be useless, even if we die in front of her, there is no change in her expression."

"General Zuo is very likely caught in an Illusion Technique; even if I have to self-destruct, I must awaken her!"

"Count me in, without General Zuo, we will all die!"

...

When one decided to self-destruct to break Zuo Xiaoluo from the Illusion Realm, the others did not hesitate, tightly following behind, each self-destructing beside Zuo Xiaoluo.

The explosion waves reached Zuo Xiaoluo.

She was still in that gray cage, the influence of Eggshell Hell on her was extraordinary, even with many warriors dying, she completely couldn't feel it.

The two were merely a dozen meters apart, yet no noise reached her front.

However.

The self-destruction was still effective, causing a ripple around Zuo Xiaoluo.

She suddenly felt a twinge in her heart, as if recalling something.

"This is..."

"A familiar feeling, like something is leaving me, which is very important, I care about these, but what exactly are they?"

"Why can someone as isolated as I am feel cared for and care about things?"

Zuo Xiaoluo murmured, a teardrop unknowingly sliding from her eye.

When that tear fell, Zuo Xiaoluo abruptly awoke.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

As if a voice came from the heavens.

"General Zuo, why haven't you awakened yet?"

"Awaken quickly, the warriors are about to endure no longer!"

"They are arrayed at the front, waiting for General Zuo to return!"

...

Zuo Xiaoluo's eyes grew ever more clear, her face started to show emotion.

"Fight!"

Zuo Xiaoluo unconsciously spoke.

Then, she looked at her right hand, a long blade gradually appeared.

"Fight!"

Her eyes became ever more resolute, a figure emerged from her heart, initially vague, eventually becoming clearer.

Finally, that figure spoke in her mind sea: "Zuo Xiaoluo, still not fighting?"

"Are you going to wait until all your warriors are dead before waking?"

"Fight!"

The figure finally uttered deeply; the visage growing ever clearer.

Upon seeing who it was, Zuo Xiaoluo instantly remembered, her gaze firmer: "Zhao Yi!"

She closed her eyes, more figures flashed in her mind, those were the faces of a hundred thousand warriors, appearing in her memories like streams of light.

When she reopened her eyes, Eggshell Hell had already vanished.

She saw the warriors fiercely battling on the field, the brutal scenes repeated, and some dying right in front of her.

Zuo Xiaoluo instantly appeared before the three armies' warriors, raising her long blade, her voice sweeping across the armies, hoarse.

"Fight!"

Those warriors, upon seeing this scene, instantly felt as if their eyes filled with tears.

They all raised their weapons.

"General Zuo has returned!"

"Victory is assured! Victory is assured!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

...

Previously, Zuo Xiaoluo herself did not understand what kind of power that final strike that slew the Heavenly Dao Will possessed?

Now, everything became clear!

The fighting will unleashed by the three armies' warriors elevated her strength by unknown amounts.

Coupled with the support from the formidable battle formations, Zuo Xiaoluo at this moment returned to her strength capable of vanquishing the Heavenly Dao Will.

She looked at the thirteen clones opposite, her face showing boundless killing intent.

"Now it's your turn to die!"