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679? Son of the World

The high-speed charge of Ma Run's armor collided head-on with the human heavy armored infantry, making metal collisions and twisted sounds!

Ma Runjia's rapid advance finally stopped and entered a cruel and conventional hand-to-hand combat.

Although he lost the speed advantage, the Ma Runjia Legion, which has heavy armor, tall figure, full of power, and fearlessness, is still not something that ordinary human heavy armor infantry can withstand.

Moreover, under the command of the Red Queen, Ma Runjia's five-man team put the micro-operations on the battlefield to the limit.

Although the human heavy infantry legion on the battlefield also divided into combat squads, and each combat squad has a large number of people, when facing the enemy, each human soldier feels that he is attacked by two or three enemies at the same time, and each heavy armored infantry squad feels that he is besieged by three or four enemy squads at the same time.

Originally, the human heavy armored infantry thought that they could have the advantage when they entered the hand-to-hand combat mode, but they did not expect that Ma Runjia's hand-to-hand combat was even more fierce. Not only was he afraid of death, but he was also thick-skinned and thick. His hands, feet, and even his helmets were penetrated by a spear and he still stabbed the enemy with a bayonet.

But Ma Runjia's most important chest is equipped with the latest type of Titan armor, and the enchanted spear of human infantry cannot penetrate.

The hand-to-hand combat with flesh and blood caused the casualties of heavy armored infantry to soar rapidly.

"Damn it, these monsters!" Falting stabbed a horse's armor with a spear, picked it up and swung it away like a hammer, and immediately cleared the enemy in front of him.

As a legendary high-level strongman, Falting has no trouble dealing with Ma Runjia, who is only formal in the single unit.

But when he looked around, he couldn't help feeling powerless. Even with him, a legendary high-level strongman, as the support point, the human heavy armored infantry was defeated step by step. Within two minutes, he lost one tenth of his personnel.

Although Falting firmly believed in the will of these comrades, in his experience, if an army suffered more than one-third of its casualties and injuries, it would inevitably collapse, which was not something that a person could change.

"Damn it, why is this happening! Why is it completely different from what I planned?" Falting gritted his teeth tightly, and his face that had just been cleared was filled with Ma Runjia rushing up from behind: "Why am I here deliberately? I want to make a big splash, I want to soar to the sky, I don't want to fail!"

At this time, the follow-up troops of the Undead Empire also rushed up from behind, further squeezing the space of this heavy armored infantry, putting Falting on greater pressure.

"No! I do not allow failure. The evil undead empire must be destroyed. It represents humanity and justice will win!" Falting roared wildly, and his whole aura burst out. His eyes seemed to be able to emit flames. He threw away the standard spear in his hand and raised his right hand up: "Come on! Aragon, fight side by side with me!"

As he finished speaking, an extremely gorgeous knight sword appeared in his hand. The hilt and sword separation were golden, and a layer of intimidating golden light appeared on the blade.

Sword of the King - Argon!

With the sword in hand, Falting's aura increased again. Although it did not reach the level of the natural disaster level, it was already at the limit of the legendary high-level, and exuded a unique temperament of a king, which infected the soldiers around him and suddenly burst out morale.

The front line, which was originally in danger in the Northern Alliance, was stabilized in an instant.

"I! A born king, a great pioneer of the new era! Falting, Zhan Siduo and Mosheimer are here, soldiers, follow me!" Falting held his sword and shouted.

In an instant, a pillar of light soared into the sky, making this place the focus of the entire battlefield in an instant.

The Northern Alliance side not only had the heavy infantry legion, but also the troops around and even further away, all received morale bonuses and actually moved the deviated war balance back.

Falting was like a superstar standing in the spotlight. At this moment, he showed an unparalleled kingly aura and even impressed many soldiers of other races.

Those soldiers who were also humans even showed crazy admiration, as if it was a kind of honor to die for this person.

At high altitude, the five natural disasters of the Northern Alliance were also surprised. They thought the situation was over, but unexpectedly, an unexpected accident occurred. A hero appeared in a precarious situation.

Although the human boy still looks very immature and does not have the power of natural disasters, he is a seed, a seed of a king!

If this seed is allowed to germinate and grow, it is very likely that it will become a son of the world who can change everything in the future.

This made everyone's eyes lit up. Even though these old foxes have lived for countless years, they are not as happy or angry as they are, and they can't hold back at this time.

"The Sword of Kings, this person is the son of the world!" Alikshia called out first, with a glimmer of surprise in her eyes.

The emergence of the Son of the World means that the world in its final period is rapidly recovering and beginning to renurturing new life and new civilizations.

They have been struggling for so many years and finally saw a glimmer of hope.

The Troll Lord and the Undead Natural Disaster also showed a look of surprise and joy.

The ancient red dragon Smedlitawa is somewhat playful, and he seems not very optimistic about the budding son of the world below.

Similarly, Emperor Tuttle also had a grim expression and said in a deep voice: "Don't be happy too early. That young man does have the potential to grow into a son of the world, but the premise is that he can grow up. If he dies halfway, everything will be in vain."

The other people were not very happy to be thrown cold water by Emperor Tuttle, but no one could deny that Emperor Tuttle was right.

A truly growing son of the world counts, and a dead son of the world can only be regrettable.

"No! We must keep him and never let him die on the battlefield!" The troll lord clenched his fists, and his fierce face showed an extremely firm expression.

"Yes! The Son of the World must be kept, and he must not die here. This is our opportunity." The Undead Natural Scourge Lokaruth also gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know when the seed of the Son of the World will appear next time. We must seize this opportunity."

After saying that, the two of them looked at the Grey Elf Queen, Emperor Tuttle and the Ancient Red Dragon: "What do you three say? Should you try it or give up?"

Alikshia frowned and was in a dilemma.

Emperor Tuttle didn't make a sound, but the ancient red dragon made a noise and asked, "How do you fight? If you are with the undead Empire, then I choose to withdraw. If I just save that kid, I can still discuss it."

"Well……"

In an instant, the two of them who were so aggressive just now blinked, as if the same was true.

The most important thing is that this ancient red dragon is not a fish-basketball and does not express any opinions, but once he expresses his opinion, he must pay attention to it.

For a moment, everyone else's eyes looked over, and the eyes contained the meaning of exploration.

No one is a fool. At this time, the other four natural disasters had guessed that the ancient red dragon in the middle level of the natural disaster must have discovered something and told them.

Smedlithava glanced casually, snorted again, and sprayed a cloud of fire mist: "I'm for your own good, don't be squinting by the things in front of me. That boy was exposed too early, not even natural disasters, so he dared to jump out and show the King's Sword. In my opinion, even if we help him this time, it will be difficult for him to persevere until the day he takes root and sprouts."

Several people fell into deep thought.

Indeed, they were a little too excited just now and ignored many problems.

As the ancient Red Dragon said, it will take a long time and temper to take root and sprout the seeds of the Son of the World. Can these few people really defend them?

At this time, the ground war was still going on.

The sudden change of Falting caused the counterattack of the Undead Empire to encounter difficulties. The northern coalition, which was originally like a mess, began to combine. Influenced by Falting and the Sword of the King, the commanders of each race cooperated to cover each other and no longer fought on their own.

And those who have the idea of ​​"If you can't beat it, run away" in their hearts involuntarily feel ashamed and then develop a mentality of forgiveness.

This was not their original intention at all. They involuntarily forgot about life and death and focused all their attention on the victory or defeat of the war.

"Hmm? This person..." General James was not much surprised when he saw the new changes in the battle situation.

In fact, the unstoppable effect caused by the attack from Ma Runjia Legion just now surprised him a little.

This current anxious and stalemate situation is what General James expected before, otherwise the fierce Northern Alliance would be too disappointing.

The emergence of Falting made the Northern Alliance show true combat power and more persistent desire to win.

General James looked at the glory around Falting. Although his level did not understand what the son of the world was, he had a feeling that this person was not simple.

If this happens, do you need to report it to Green?

Just as General James was considering it, Falting's roar came from the battlefield again.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light surged into the sky, forming a giant sword dozens of meters long in the air, and was about to slash down.

General James frowned. Although Green sent the Ma Runjia Legion this time to conduct actual combat tests, those Ma Runjia came from real money and did not fall out of thin air.

If there are too many losses, General James is not easy to explain.

I originally planned to report Falting's appearance to Green, but when I saw this, I stopped.

Once the situation is reported, General James can no longer launch a fatal attack on Falting before Green responds, which will undoubtedly cause a large number of meaningless reductions in the Ma Runjia Assault Legion.
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