Chapter 583: The Cicada Sheds Its Skin
Clang...
One by one, the War Soul pursuing soldiers were dumbfounded. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground subconsciously as the Great Commander’s eyes widened in shock. He trembled as he looked at the surrounding dense crowd of 66th Army Soldiers and asked, "Why are you all still alive?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at the big tree... Impossible, even if they hid in the trees, there should have been no way to survive.
But the other side was very much alive, untouched by the Beast Tide.
At that moment, Sikong Jing stepped forward, smiling as he said, "Because we led the Beast Tide here, they heed our commands."
As soon as this statement was made, tens of thousands of pursuers were stunned, thinking to themselves that it couldn’t be possible.
However, in the next instant, Sikong Jing ordered, "All men, heed my command—to kill, and leave no survivors."
Upon hearing the order, the soldiers of the 66th Army charged forth, swiftly slaughtering the tens of thousands of enemies, sparing none.
To this end, two million War Soul pursuing soldiers died in the Soul Penetration Mountains, and the smell of fresh blood began to permeate the air.
Then Sikong Jing coldly commanded, "All soldiers heed my command, throw away any insignia belonging to the Long Night Empire, and place them on the carcasses of the War Soul pursuing soldiers. These items will prove that we have died."