Chapter 126 – Night exploration, General Zeng’s first battle!


In the vast night.

 

In an ancient forest.

 

Chronicle raised his hand and summoned the newly acquired "Yuanxi Dynasty Huygus Grassland Ghost-Eating Falcon" from last night.

 

A wisp of faint light flashed, and a bird with black wings and a silver beak, with a majestic and handsome appearance, appeared out of thin air, floating in the air, with its wings hanging down, tilting its head to look at him standing on the ground.

 

"Hey, bird."

 

Seeing this situation, Chronicle called out, extending his left arm wrapped in a temporary package made of Ghost Soldier Camp map.

 

The eagle instinctively swooped down and silently landed on it.

 

"Hey, interesting."

 

Chronicle smiled, extended a finger, and rubbed the soft feathers on the eagle's head.

 

The bird seemed somewhat dissatisfied with his behavior, but due to the intimacy value being above the passing line, it silently endured.

 

The way it turned its head and ignored him seemed like a shy little wife being harassed by a hooligan.

 

"Heh."

 

Chronicle chuckled and stopped teasing it, slightly raised his left arm, indicating it to fly into the sky.

 

Then, using the shared vision, he observed the situation of the "Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Camp" on the nearby hillside.

 

From the undulating curvature of the ground, it was indeed a small hillside.

 

However, its top was as if it had been cut by a kilometer-long knife, with a smooth and mirror-like surface.

 

The Ghost Soldier Camp, surrounded by dark red cedar fences, was located on top, and the sound of shouting and killing could be faintly heard.

 

Seeing this situation, Chronicle controlled the eagle to descend slowly, gradually approaching.

 

He saw dozens of ghost soldiers in battle armor, with rusty weapons, dark faces, and hollow eye sockets, practicing formations and training weapons in an orderly manner.

 

Chronicle couldn't help but sigh, "Infantry, archers…wow, they even have cavalry and messengers, their formation is quite complete."

 

These scenes in front of him reminded him of the "Bloody Black Wind Village" he had explored with Li Baitian before.

 

However, that group of mobs easily destroyed by Zongzi Brother couldn't be compared to this small but well-equipped elite ghost army.

 

"I guess using a legion made from such high-quality materials will be particularly handy."

 

Chronicle silently said in his heart, feeling a bit restless.

 

Just as he was about to raise his hand, his enhanced super hearing caught a faint sound coming from the nearby grass.

 

Ying Tai, who was playing games and acting as a bodyguard and thug, reacted even faster than him.

 

Even before the sound came from the grass, he put down his phone, quickly drew his bow and arrow, and then released it suddenly.

 

With a "siu" sound, an arrow with solidified dark red blood flew towards the grass with tremendous force, and the arrowhead emitted a chilling aura that corroded the surrounding plants.

 

Lao Liu, hidden in the grass, obviously didn't notice what was happening.

 

Just as he was about to turn around and escape, the arrow caught his neck, and he was pierced through as if there was no resistance, revealing a large hole.

 

Covering his neck, he turned around and glanced at Ying Tai, who had a bow and arrow and a heroic posture, then tilted his head back and fell down, emitting a strong black aura, which seemed to be dissipating.

 

Seeing this, Chronicle quickly threw out a blank card and smashed it on his forehead.

 

Accompanied by a trace of spiritual power, the material was successfully sealed, named "Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Scout".

 

"Wow, even the scouts are here…"

 

Chronicle casually commented, carefully collecting the material, and then raised his hand to summon the reinforcements.

 

A blue-purple light flashed, and two majestic figures walked out of the mist at the end of the mountain road.

 

Wearing golden armor, with incense on their heads, muscular and strong, flying fire signs and shackles in their hands, their steps were vigorous and steady.

 

As they walked out of the mist, an invisible aura spread around them.

 

The little girl who had just shown her might with the bow and arrow immediately changed her expression, with a slight panic, and hid behind him.

 

"Don't be afraid, they are on our side."

 

Chronicle comforted the little girl in a low voice, turning his head to look at the reinforcements approaching.

 

This god seemed to notice the trembling little female ghost hiding behind Chronicle, and stopped about five meters away from her.

 

Its temperament was somewhat similar to Seven Brothers, kind and gentle.

 

As long as it wasn't facing a big ghost that harmed the human world, it always had a friendly expression.

 

"General Reinforcements, I'll trouble you next."

 

Chronicle said softly, pointing in the direction of the Ghost Soldier Camp.

 

The General Reinforcements nodded understandingly, the two figures glanced at each other, and in the next moment, they disappeared from the original spot.

 

By the time Chronicle reacted, they had already flown over the camp, their slightly gray arms raised high, shining with a metallic luster under the moonlight.

 

With a "boom", the red-faced General Reinforcement tightly held the fire sign, and red light flickered.

 

Like fireworks played by children during the New Year, it instantly burst into a hellish wall of fire dozens of meters high.

 

The ghost soldiers patrolling the camp couldn't dodge in time and were contaminated by a spark, instantly turning into charcoal.

 

However, the screams of the dying ghost soldier awakened the other ghost soldiers.

 

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and the ghost soldiers quickly raised their shields, gathering dense Yin Qi, trying to block this attack.

 

The answer was obvious.

 

They succeeded.

 

The reason was simple, the red-faced General Reinforcement didn't use full force.

 

After all, the task Chronicle gave it was to capture the ghost soldiers, not to eliminate them, so it had to hold back.

 

And during the time gained by the hellish wall of fire, the blue-faced General Reinforcement had turned into a wisp of incense and fell in the middle of the shields.

 

When the ghost soldiers noticed this unexpected guest, it had already swung the handcuffs with a gust of wind.

 

Like weapons such as nunchaku, swinging left and right, lifting up and striking down.

 

Every strike accurately hit the ghost soldier's chin, causing them to fly out.

 

In no time, the ghost soldiers attempting to counterattack fell to the ground.

 

At this moment, accompanied by a dry neigh, more than ten evil spirit cavalry charged on skeletal horses.

 

The blue-faced General Reinforcement stood still, motionless like a pagoda.

 

Seeing this, the evil spirit cavalry showed a ferocious expression, raising their spears and large swords, stabbing and slashing, flying and attacking.The dark energy that formed, carrying stones, clumps of earth, fallen leaves, and weapons, came crashing down like a storm.

 

Facing such a "powerful" onslaught, the Blue-faced General merely waved his hand, and the dense dark energy dissipated into nothingness.

 

With another wave of his hand, the divine power swept up a gust of wind that overturned the incoming evil spirit cavalry.

 

The entire movement was as smooth as flowing water, incredibly effortless.

 

The Red-faced General, the true form of the General, also slowly descended from the sky at this time. Pointing his fire talisman at the disheveled ghost soldiers on the ground, he silently recited a spell, and then locked them all into Chronicle's sea of consciousness.

 

Chronicle, who was waiting outside the camp, moved quickly. His index and middle fingers came together, touching his forehead, his eyes tightly closed, and the scene in his sea of consciousness flashed rapidly in his mind.

 

Then, he skillfully manipulated the blank card, gathering these ghost soldiers one by one.

 

"Almost forgot, there's this too."

 

Chronicle slapped his forehead, raising his hand to collect the "Yuanxi Ghost Soldier Camp".

 

This material was somewhat lacking in meaning, he planned to sell it at the association.

 

(End of the chapter)

 


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *