freenovelworld #512 - Chapter 512 Silent March
#512 - Chapter 512 Silent March
“Attack!”
With a sharp, ear-piercing sound, the warriors of what Han Xuan had named the Suicide Legion began their group charge.
Initially, Wu Wei, who was standing in the distance observing the battle, couldn't help but reveal a disappointed expression upon seeing these warriors charging like this, and then shook his head.
There was no helping it; it wasn't that Wu Wei was being picky.
Although Wu Wei's own command, coupled with the demons' extremely poor execution, made battles highlight a sense of doing whatever he pleased, he actually still understood strategy.
However, in Wu Wei's opinion, this group of warriors' charge was purely without any discernible order.
Because during their charge, there were no transcendent powerhouses among them to help clear obstacles.
Even more terrifying was that as these infantry charged, the terrifying giant cannons behind them didn't provide any artillery support.
This was very unreasonable on the battlefield!
Filled with countless doubts, Wu Wei looked at Han Xuan.
But Han Xuan only smiled, signaling Wu Wei to continue watching.
Seeing Han Xuan acting mysterious, Wu Wei could only helplessly continue watching.
However, just as Wu Wei opened his War Sight, preparing to survey the entire battlefield and offer some pointers to the stinky old man beside him,
He suddenly noticed a small detail.
A small detail that shouldn't exist.
That was, when facing this group of mortal warriors, the Night King's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
The Night King was actually afraid!
But how was this possible?
The same Night King who had previously called humans fragile and inferior, would actually feel fear at this moment?
If it weren't for the fact that War Sight couldn't be wrong, Wu Wei would have even suspected that he had just seen things.
But the truth was just like this.
The Night King, who had previously been advancing fearlessly, crushing Wu Wei's warriors as if they were insects, actually took a small step back, and even restored himself to the Titan form he had when he first entered the world.
Even more exaggerated was that the Night King, who had been fighting alone, was now preparing to summon his reinforcements.
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a dimensional rift appeared on the battlefield.
A large number of Night King's personal guards, whom Wu Wei had seen before, and ordinary Ascended warriors, whom he had never seen, began to emerge from it.
However, although Wu Wei was in a spectator mode,
He wouldn't allow these Ascended warriors to descend here no matter what.
So, Wu Wei pointed his finger as well, just like the Night King.
In an instant, the cold black sun, which had disappeared before, descended upon the battlefield once again.
The Ascended warriors who had just stepped out of the dimensional rift immediately died screaming.
Seeing this scene, the Night King turned his head and glared fiercely at Wu Wei.
Wu Wei also refused to be outdone, and raised his middle finger at the other party.
Of course, when the Night King glared at Wu Wei, and when Wu Wei raised his middle finger, Wu Wei was hiding behind Han Xuan.
However, after Wu Wei's messing around,
The Suicide Legion warriors who had been charging in a group had successfully approached the Night King.
However, the gap between mortals and Ascended beings did indeed exist.
The Night King, as the most powerful one among the Ascended beings, directly slammed both hands on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of psionic energy transformed into a lightning storm, which quickly swept across the entire battlefield.
Countless Suicide Legion warriors who were about to surround the Night King died instantly.
But it was at this moment that Wu Wei noticed a very peculiar thing.
That was, the warriors named Suicide Legion didn't make any extra sounds during their charge.
Moreover, they didn't make any extra sounds even when they died.
They died as quietly as dolls!
Such silence made even Wu Wei feel his scalp tingle.
Because in Wu Wei's memory, even the most violent and warlike demons would let out cries of pain after suffering such heavy damage.
This wasn't a sign of weakness, but a biological instinct!
But the thing that made Wu Wei's scalp tingle the most was yet to come.
A group of Suicide Legion warriors, who hadn't died directly in the previous lightning psionic impact, but were seriously injured, actually stood up again, and then, they unhesitatingly raised the weapons in their hands and opened fire on the Night King, who was close at hand.
Moreover, Wu Wei also observed that the warriors who were closer to the Night King tended to use the high-powered miniature hand cannons!
Although the damage they could cause to the Night King's armor was extremely limited, they were still fearless.
The Night King, who was attacked, naturally couldn't let these ants who dared to attack him live.
In his rage, he directly stretched out his hand and crushed the space in front of him.
With this attack, the group of seriously injured Suicide Legion warriors finally entered the Yellow Springs as they wished.
But even so, more and more Suicide Legion warriors were able to flood into the Night King's side and attack him.
Moreover, Wu Wei also noticed that many of these Suicide Legion warriors had something similar to signal guns hanging on their waists.
After approaching the Night King, if they didn't die, they would directly launch these signal guns.
And these signal flares wouldn't cause any damage after touching the Night King.
On the contrary, these signal flares, which were of unknown use, would only leave a small scarlet mark on the Night King's body.
But it was with the appearance of these marks that the Night King finally ushered in his end!
Boom boom boom!
With the appearance of extremely loud rumbles, the Suicide Legion's artillery units, which had been staying in the rear, finally opened fire.
In the earth-shattering tremors, cannonballs larger than tires left the giant gun barrels that were billowing with smoke!
However, these cannonballs didn't fly straight out at this time, but under the guidance of those scarlet marks, they hit the Night King with a near one hundred percent probability!
If any one of these cannonballs exploded, it would detonate small mushroom cloud traces on the Night King's body.
These huge explosions would often affect the Suicide Legion warriors under the Night King's feet.
But the terrifying thing was that these Suicide Legion warriors didn't seem to notice the "friendly fire" from their comrades at all, and still raised their weapons straight and tried their best to complete their mission objectives.
A rich, visible death aura spread across the battlefield.
Although Wu Wei could only hear the Night King's angry roars and the roaring of the cannons throughout the battlefield,
The only thing he couldn't hear was the Suicide Legion's wails before death!
And although the Night King had previously shown himself to be extremely powerful, as if he were a god descending into the world,
At this moment, he was still extremely embarrassed in front of these one hundred percent accurate cannonballs.
Not only did his hard metal armor become shattered, but even some of the spatial rifts around him that existed because of him became shaky.
Even more terrifying was that when these cannonballs hit the Night King, his psionic abilities would also be greatly affected.
But fortunately, the Night King had already cleared out most of the Suicide Legion infantry around him. As long as he persisted for a while, then he could free up his hands to deal with those annoying artillerymen.
But unfortunately.
As more teleportation gates descended onto this land, more Suicide Legion infantry appeared on this already riddled world.
They looked at the corpses of their own people in the distance, without any sad expressions, without making any sound, just blindly followed Han Xuan's orders and made simple preparations, then stepped over the corpses of their predecessors and continued to advance.
Such them gave Wu Wei a very strong sense of illusion.
That was, the ones marching on this land at this time were simply a group of dead people.
From the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, they no longer regarded themselves as living people.
They were, just like their name.
They were genuine Suicide Legion.
“Wu Wei....”
Just as Wu Wei was still observing, Han Xuan turned his head and said to Wu Wei.
“I know you look down on many things.”
“And I also know that you don’t like the so-called Empire.”
“But sometimes, I still need to remind you.”
“Although the Human Empire is corrupt, although it is gradually declining.”
“But, humans, the reason why humans can still stand on this land with their fragile bodies.”
“Is because among these hundreds of millions of humans, there are always people who are willing to bravely sacrifice themselves for the ethereal goal of the human cause.”
“No matter what kind of order you want in the future, you must consider their existence in the future!”
“Otherwise, in the not-so-distant future.....”
“You, who gradually lose your emotions as a person and are in a state of confusion and pain every day, might as well be the next Night King?”