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Chapter 880 Surviving in the Cracks

The Lord of Sinful Fire and the divine body once fought a battle with the Black Blade Assassins of the Golden Law Temple on this land.

Oh wait, back then, one of them was just a regular Shadow and the other was a defector?
I can't remember; it feels like it happened in a past life.

In a way, it must have happened in a past life.

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The "Children of the Stone" psalm could only select souls in a state of despair, those within the forbidden zone, not those in the eternal kingdom. After all, the people there revel every night, indulging in eternal pleasures and unable to extricate themselves; there are no souls in despair or on the verge of death there, and even less likely to have the opportunity to become blind servants of Milo.

If one had to pinpoint any connection between Milo and this country, he did cause a minor panic in the nation of Selefis.

Do you remember the shadowy figure hanging in mid-air?

Do you remember King Kurans who was split in two by the Death Crystal?

It's okay if you don't remember, we'll meet soon.

But the landing __cpLocation is, of course, still within the restricted area.

Milo had carried out a series of reckonings regarding Grasso's death, completely disregarding any so-called cause and effect, even crushing the Outer God's avatar to pieces. As a result, he gained the attention of all the helpless souls in the Dreamlands. Those who were abandoned and banished by the gods needed such a superior being to become their god and protect them.

Thus began the cruel self-sacrifice.

This was the entire process of Milo's first appearance in the penalty area.

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And this time, the situation is quite similar.

The only difference is that it is not the spontaneous and cruel sacrifice of the past, but a sincere plea from a dying life inspired by the poems before its death.

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Milo and Kai calmly watched the rapidly cooling corpse before them.

They were a mother and child who got separated from their tribe during the migration. Of course, they could also have been abandoned by the tribe, it's hard to say.

The infant died before his mother. His mother had her arm bitten off by an unknown creature and fell into a ravine in the mountains. Her dying obsession became the guide that summoned Milo.

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Similar situations occur every day in the penalty area, and Milo has seen even more brutal ones.

He unleashed flames that burned the bodies of the mother and child to ashes.

But he used the gentler side of the fire of sin, not the black flame.

Kai stared blankly at the mother and child's corpses, which were gradually turning into charcoal.

She whispered to Milo:
"If we had arrived earlier, would we have had a chance to save them?"

Milo ruffled Kai's hair and shook his head, saying:

“If they hadn’t died, we wouldn’t be here.”

Kai didn't ask any more questions.

The two remained relatively silent for the rest of the journey.

The oppressive atmosphere in the restricted area was almost enough to stifle one's thoughts; compared to that, the desolate Gobi Desert where Ilan lived was quite vibrant.

Everything here feels like an evil spirit constantly whispering in your ear, repeating itself in the most hateful tone:

Go to hell...

Go to hell...

Go to hell...

dead……

...

This is the price of blasphemy.

Or rather, this is the price of fighting against the gods and then being defeated.

Look at the Ilan people, and then look at the conquerors. They did the same things, but their fates were worlds apart.

And look at the sober world today; isn't it the same there?

Before coming, Daisy had given a general idea of ​​the situation inside the restricted area; otherwise, Milo wouldn't have been in such a hurry to bring Kai to this remote and desolate place.

The reason is that the giant insect creatures that have spread from the Far East have driven the survivors to a dead end.

They have now gathered all their fighting strength and assembled within three miles of the western side of the forbidden zone, beneath the walls of the Eternal Kingdom.

Those bizarre arthropod giant insects continued to advance step by step, while the Scarface tribe held off the giant insect battle line on the east side, buying time for the attacking forces on the west side.

This is a true story of surviving in the cracks.

If any front fails to hold, death will befall everyone.

They had no choice but to storm the Eternal Kingdom before they were all killed, otherwise they would have no chance of survival.

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Eastern Front.

Scarface led half of the tribe's able-bodied men, carrying swords and shields, to block wave after wave of attacks from the giant insects.

His physique is much stronger than it was a few years ago; he is now a truly mature warrior.

But faced with the endless swarm of insects, some flying and some burrowing underground, his body seemed so small.

Even so, under Scarface's leadership, this force of fewer than a few hundred men managed to hold off the massive swarm of insects outside the eastern front by relying on the fortifications they had built beforehand and a series of simple but effective defensive equipment.

However, the speed at which the number of people in the group decreased was still too terrifying. With almost every breath, a member of the tribe was torn to pieces, armor and all. The severed limbs were dragged into the air and devoured by flying giant insects. The blood mist that fell turned the eyes of all the members of the Scarface tribe crimson.

But they cannot back down even a step.

All the sacrifices here were made to buy time for those attacking the city on the western front.

If the battle line is breached, the giant insects will advance straight into the heart of the tribe and bite from behind, wiping out the attacking force. The elderly, women, and children sandwiched between the two lines will all perish.

So even if it costs lives, we must make up for the time spent siege.

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A swarm of hissing giant insects swooped down from above, flapping their membranous wings.

Scarface charged back and forth across the wasteland, carrying a large shield.

He knew he couldn't hold out for long like this.

With a flick of his eyes, his gaze locked onto a white arthropod surrounded by countless giant insects in front of him.

...

Scarface removed his helmet and placed it on the head of a boy of his own kind beside him, stuffed the remaining arrows into his arms, and picked up a greatsword from the ground and slung it over his shoulder.

He cut off the last rolling stone mechanism.

The boulders, prepared in advance on the cliff, crashed down on the swarm of insects with a thunderous roar.

Scarface, carrying the giant sword, ran wildly on his two legs, caught up with Rolling Stone, and together they crashed into the swarm of insects with unstoppable momentum!

"cover!!!!!!!"

From the back of the line, a boy shouted at the top of his lungs.

Dozens of longbows turned in unison, pinning down the Zerg on either side of Scarface.

He himself then swung the heavy greatsword.

The runes on the greatsword surged, emitting a deep and terrifying hum as it tore through the air. With the hilt pushed forward, Scarface's agile figure leaped high into the air first, followed by the greatsword, which suddenly slashed down from above!
bang——

Zerg limbs and severed arms flew everywhere.

Scarface, alone with his sword, smashed a bloody path through the crowd, reaching the white arthropod creature and smashing its head.

...

"Roar! Roar! Roar—"

For a time, battle cries resounded across the eastern front.

(End of this chapter)