Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Even among the terrifying demons, there are conflicts and battles. They should have fought individually and devoured each other. But driven by a stronger will, they came to this battlefield in hordes.

The Soulless Terrors blocked communications from the Void Realm, while the Cyber ​​Demon Terrors breached humanity's communication systems. Massive swarms of Zerg and Greenskins transformed into an army.

Together, they blocked off the area, preventing messages from being transmitted inside and preventing humans outside from receiving their distress signals. They also launched a terrifying attack on the clearly outnumbered Giant City branch.

Human courage and sacrifice indeed inflicted heavy casualties on the Terror Demons. With insufficient legions and high-end combat power, the positions changed hands several times, leaving behind a large number of corpses.

However, under the relentless attacks, the already weakened human defenses were breached.

The battle lines were broken, the tanks were destroyed, the ammunition was exhausted, and the heroes died under the alien's blade.

In desperation, humanity launched a self-rescue effort, gathering its elite forces to break through the enemy lines, hoping to send a message to the outside world and call for human reinforcements.

However, under the siege of countless terrifying demons, the breakout teams were overwhelmed and killed by the demons.

On the edge of the battlefield, the few remaining armed soldiers carefully carried a psionicist wrapped in a blanket into the ruins.

And relying on the ruins, they fought against the surrounding demons.

The last of the mountain city's guards ignited their molten bombs, dragging their slashed bodies as they crashed into the approaching swarm of insects.

The molten metal explosion bought the soldiers a few seconds.

They rushed into the depths of the ruins with the psionicists as fast as they could.

'Faster, faster!'

'Far away, even further away!'

They were exhausted, and most of them had already received excessive doses of the special stimulants they were given. All that awaited them was organ failure.

But they still dared not stop, continuing to desperately send the psionicists within the blankets even further, beyond the range of the terror demon's shield.

The young soldier, clutching the blanket, felt the sticky blood seeping through it, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

This was the last psionicist in the commando team; she was a beautiful, intelligent, and kind girl.

She donned her armor and went into battle, ready to fight for humanity once again.

She was overwhelmed by the swarm of insects. When the team rescued her from the swarm, her legs had been bitten to pieces, her beautiful face had been gnawed away, her bright eyes had been gouged out, and her fair skin was a bloody mess.

But she still dared not die, and instead begged the soldiers to help her complete her mission.

When the team was reduced to only three members, the psionicist in his arms made a hoarse sound.

"That's enough, thank you. You are all heroes. I'll see you in the afterlife." The psionicist seemed relieved, his voice filled with laughter and joy, as if he were about to embark on a rendezvous—a rendezvous with death.
Then, her well of souls shattered with a deafening roar.

Enveloped in the last of the psionic power of the Whispering Path, it spread this sound!

The next second, the death knell of the psionicist echoed throughout the void!
The echoes reverberated beneath the flickering candlelight of the shelter's dome, reverberated on the near-collapsed communication channels of a certain assault squad, and reverberated in the ears of human psionicists.

They roared in the virtual realm, spreading the heroes' entrustment to even greater distances!

Even in the long, darkest night, the stars will ignite each other's light!

The ghouls were also alarmed by this deathly utterance. They didn't understand this encrypted murmur, but the failure to block it enraged them. That stronger consciousness was compelling them to win the war more quickly.

More and more terrifying demons are being deployed to the battlefield, putting increasing pressure on humanity.

Even if civilians took up arms and joined the war, they could not reverse the impending defeat.

As countless corpses filled the field of vision.

The intense fear and despair severely damaged human morale.

In today's battlefields, the vast majority of people have not received military training.

Before the fog descended, some were drivers, some were teachers, and some were students; now they were all forced to take up arms. But the horrific slaughter nearly destroyed their will.

Guided by certain terrifying demons, humanity's defenses collapsed once again, and fear drove people to retreat and flee in a frenzy.

They even attacked the rear corps' positions.

Among them was a military political commissar roaring, trying to stabilize the collapsing front line.

But before he could speak, he was beheaded by the hunting insects hidden in the battlefield.

Whenever a human musters the courage to try and hold the line, the assassinations by the terror demons follow.

The deaths of the political commissar, the scavenger, the teacher, and the retired veteran further exacerbated the chaos, until it reached a critical point and the entire front collapsed completely.

The current defensive line is mostly composed of armed civilians. After repeatedly losing command, they instinctively choose to flee. When their compatriots die in droves and terrifying monsters rush in, their bodies are dominated only by fear.

In a corner of the battlefield, the commander insect, watching this scene, revealed a ferocious expression.

It knew that at this point, the war could be over. The rout would breach humanity's own defenses, creating even more openings.

The defensive network has shrunk, fire support has weakened, and the fear of mobility has decreased.
They lacked someone to inspire their courage, and on the battlefield today, no one can fill that role.

The swarm has no morale whatsoever, or rather, the swarm's morale is locked.

This was the outcome it sought, though the casualties were too great. But ultimately, it achieved its objective.

As for the communication sent by the psionicist, the Commander Bug didn't care.

It also has tens of thousands of insect swarms, a large number of advanced insectoids, and various types of hordes of monstrous creatures.

Even if human reinforcements arrive, the Black Prison will be breached before they can storm in, and the demons will have achieved their goal.

Thinking this, the Commander Insect fell into deep thought. It didn't understand why its lord was willing to join forces with the Terror Demons and obey the commands of some strange being. Shouldn't these Terror Demons be food for the swarm?
However, the Commander Insect soon sensed that something was wrong.

A complex mix of emotions—anger, panic, and disgust—suddenly flooded his mind. Many of the terrifying demons on the battlefield also became tense and helpless.

what?
It turned its head to look into the distance, its compound eyes fixed on the sky.

High in the distance, a dazzling meteor is hurtling towards us!
The first to notice something was wrong were the massive number of terrifying demons between the ground battlefield and the mountain fortress of the branch.

The entire battlefield suddenly spiraled out of control. The humans who were fleeing suddenly roared like a tsunami, and their previously low morale soared to unprecedented heights!

They picked up their weapons and launched a counter-charge against the ghouls!
This gave all the terrifying demons the illusion that the mountain was shaking! It felt as if Mount Tai was collapsing down on them!

Soon, the Commander Insect learned the reason: the meteor brought humanity's most stirring war song, its fluttering sound filling the battlefield.

The terror terrified the demons, and the passion ignited humanity! The entire battlefield descended into a frenzy!
That's a human champion!

"Stop him!" The command from the swarm's leader jolted the commander insect awake.

It didn't know what strange changes would occur when a human champion appeared on the battlefield. But it was clear that something very bad was about to happen.

So it mobilized the swarm of insects, ordering them to intercept the rapidly approaching meteor.

But in the frenzied battlefield, the human legions tenaciously held onto the Zerg swarm. The human champions have arrived on the battlefield and will fight alongside them!
And these enemies of humanity are here with the intention of wiping out all of humanity!
Then there's no need to say more!

Kill until not a single enemy remains, or even a single human being remains!
kill!

The human army, with its morale soaring, charged towards the swarm of insects and dreadlords like a tsunami, while the meteor, approaching, transformed into a raging dragon.

The dragon swooped down, and countless golden peas rained down from it, transforming into thousands upon thousands of mimicking heavenly soldiers!
They joined forces with the human legions, charging towards the legions of the ghouls and the insectoid swarm.

The murmurs of the dead have ignited the fury of humankind!

"Kill!" A furious battle cry shook the earth. The battlefield once again descended into a state of intense conflict.

This time, with the intervention of psionic units like the Mimicry Celestials, the balance of victory has begun to shift back.

"Quickly, bring out the elite terrors from the fortress!" the commander insect ordered in fear, instructing the insect swarm inside the fortress to notify the elite terrors.

Those elite troops, along with a group of insect hunters, stormed into the fortress.

They are the most powerful individual demons on this battlefield, and only they can maintain the battle line and resist that terrifying dragon and that human champion.

However, no sooner had its command been given than a death knell echoed in its mind.

Humanity's fury has arrived!

The next moment, its head was severed. Until the very end, it couldn't even see itself.

It repeatedly beheaded human commanders and repeatedly destroyed human morale.

Now that it is dead, a large number of swarms have lost their leader. The morale of the swarms is indeed locked, but once they lose their leader, the danger is greatly reduced.

Meanwhile, Little Mad King once again infiltrated the battlefield.

Find and kill more Commander Zerg. As residents of Border City 3 who have experienced slaying Zerg swarms, they know very well how to quickly dismantle the Zerg's fighting strength.

The raging dragon in the sky roared with its fiery lightning, traversing the battlefield and crushing and igniting all the terrifying demons that tried to approach, before charging into the fortress.

The hunting insects inside the fortress could only see a fleeting spinning top flash before their eyes before being instantly dismembered.

They were moving so fast that they couldn't even see each other's faces clearly; only the blood-red cloak fluttered in the wind.

"Kill!" The champion's roar terrified the terror demon.

When Li Yelai charged into the middle level of the fortress.

What I saw were the terrifying insectoids, the savage green-skinned creatures, the skinless humanoid flesh and blood, and the knights whose helmets emitted black smoke.

Li Ye's arrival brought a moment of silence to the bloody battlefield.

The next moment, the swarm of insects surged, the green-skinned creatures roared, the fleshy monsters grew blades, and the knights launched their charge.

Li Yelai, having awakened his double pupils, brought a feast of slaughter to the terror demons!

Deep within the fortress, outside the gates of the Black Prison.

All the top terrors present were alarmed by the arrival of the champion.

They could hear the terrifying demons outside being rapidly eliminated, and the originally deafening roars were gradually fading away.

Only the sound of weapons severing flesh and armor echoed.

"The human champion? Finally, someone capable has arrived! Rakshasa, the Undead Legion, the Wild Hunt, and the Knights. I'll handle the champion; you all continue attacking Black Prison! Don't try to take it from me!"

The Demon Swordsman was extremely excited.

The arrival of the champion made him extremely excited.

The demonic sword also cheered, also yearned! Yearned for the heads of the strong!

The other demons exchanged glances, having received a reminder from a certain will.

They abandoned their plan to continue attacking Black Prison and quickly withdrew.

Standing over three meters tall, entirely crimson yet covered in countless golden patterns, and with scarlet arm blades on both arms, the humanoid terror casually slashed out a spatial rift.

"Rakshasa!" the Demon Sword Envoy roared, "Are you going to abandon glory and slaughter, and cowardly run away? Or obey that guy's orders? Come and enjoy the carnage with me!"

"Now is not the time to go head-to-head with the champion. Besides, my seal has not yet been broken," Rakshasa replied calmly.

Then, they stepped into the crevice. The other elite demons also entered the crevice and disappeared within it.

This enraged the Demon Swordsman even more: "Cowards, all of you are cowards!"

How can one please the Blood God by associating with these insects?
But he is different. As the apostle chosen by the Demon Sword, he is the walker of the Blood God.

He will offer the skull of a warrior to the God of Blood, and he will also bring to Him servants who can offer even more skulls!

Indeed, how could those insects possibly know the wonder within?
When powerful skills flow into the body, the desire to kill is released, bearing the most beautiful fruit.

The Demon Swordsman frantically stroked the demon sword in his hand.

He went from being an ordinary person who was bullied to becoming a demon swordsman who instilled fear in countless people.

It was this blessing bestowed upon him by the powerful being residing within the demonic sword.

Through killing, he grew stronger and stronger.

With such a formidable enemy approaching, how could he possibly let it pass?
Therefore, the Demon Swordsman did not enter the rift, but instead led the remaining Terror Demons towards the middle level of the fortress.

The demonic sword in his hand was cheering, anticipating the head of the powerful!

When the Demon Sword Envoy rushed into the middle level, he saw Li Yelai, who had killed all the terrifying demons there.

The moment the Demon Swordsman saw Li Yelai, he fell into a state of extreme fanaticism.

well!
At this moment, he witnessed the champion's strength and fearlessness!

The sheer amount of killing intent and powerful fighting spirit alone made the championship incredibly attractive to the Blood God's followers.

Just one glance was enough to give him an orgasm.

In his mind, a fantasy had already surfaced: the two of them, after ascending to demonhood, waging an endless war under the gaze of the Blood God on the crimson wasteland!

This is the highest reward for the Warriors!

So he activated the demonic sword in his hand, and the great demon residing within the sword was awakened. Powerful energy erupted from the sword, and he roared passionately.

"Hear my command! I am the Blade of the Blood God!" Endless blood energy coalesced, and he roared as he charged towards Li Yelai.

And that was the last thing he said.
Because, in the next moment, his head was severed by the true Blade of the Blood God! (End of Chapter)