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As Van Loon and his Combat goat team ventured deeper into the forest, they found the surrounding smoke and chaos intensifying. Their visibility decreased in the thick fog, and every step was filled with unknown dangers. Suddenly, Van Loon's gaze pierced through the mist and caught a vague figure ahead, appearing and disappearing behind the smoke, giving an ominous feeling.
Just as Van Loon was internally vigilant, trying to identify the mysterious figures, a loud command rang out in the air: "Fire!" Almost instantly, a barrage of bullets rained down on them at a speed that left little time for reaction.
Van Loon immediately realized the imminent danger and without hesitation, quickly activated the magic within him. In front of him and the Combat goat team, a sturdy earth wall composed of dense earth magic instantly rose up, as solid as a rock, successfully blocking the incoming bullets. The bullets left a series of sparks and cracking sounds on the earth wall, but they were unable to penetrate the defense constructed by Van Loon's magic.
This scene surprised Van Loon and his Combat goat team, but also strengthened their determination. Van Loon realized that behind this fire, there were hidden human factors more complex and dangerous than he had anticipated. At this critical moment of life and death, Van Loon's quick response and powerful magic became the key to protecting himself and the Combat goat team.
With the magic-conjured earth wall finally collapsing under sustained gunfire, a cloud of dust billowed up, and the voice of a human officer rang out loud and clear through the chaos of the battlefield: "Fix bayonets! Rear ranks, load ammunition!" This command seemed to give the soldiers a new strength, and their movements became even faster and more orderly.
Van Loon witnessed a scene that was both shocking and awe-inspiring as the dust gradually dispersed. The front-line soldiers swiftly affixed bayonets to their matchlock guns, the cold metal gleaming with murderous intent in the sunlight. These soldiers stood straight, bodies leaning forward, as if ready to launch a fierce charge at any moment, their eyes revealing an unwavering determination and courage.
And behind them, another group of soldiers crouched on the ground, deftly loading gunpowder and bullets into their matchlock guns. Every movement appeared highly skilled, and the expressions of these soldiers in the rear were calm and focused, as if they had honed such skills through countless battles.
Van Loon stood opposite all of this, feeling an unknown sense of tension rising in his heart. Confronted with such an organized and prepared human army, even with his magical powers, the situation remained extremely grave. He was aware that he was not just facing a group of ordinary soldiers, but a well-trained and fully prepared military force. Van Loon knew that he had to handle the upcoming battle with even greater care, while also considering how to protect his Combat goat team and avoid unnecessary sacrifices.
The human officer stood in front of his troops, coldly scanning the goat herd before him. A contemptuous smile played at the corner of his mouth as he uttered a mocking laugh, "Kill all these filthy goats! Long live humanism!" His disdainful command echoed in the air, as if foreseeing the fate of the goats.
Just as the officer raised his arm to give the order for his soldiers to charge, Van Loon's The Eye of the Demon was activated. His eyes suddenly emitted a dazzling light, shooting directly at the human officer who was about to give the command.
Under the light of The Eye of the Demon, the officer's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt an unprecedented panic and discomfort. His arm, which had been raised and ready to strike, hung weakly in the air, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily. He tried to speak, attempting to give the order to charge, but his throat seemed to be blocked by some invisible force, preventing him from uttering a single word.
The surrounding soldiers were confused by the sudden change in their officer, and the previously charged atmosphere became tense and uneasy. Van Loon's action not only temporarily halted the human officer's command, but also gave the goat herd a precious chance to catch their breath.
In that tense and electrifying moment, Van Loon's murmured voice echoed like a ghost in the hearts of the human officers: "Perish!" This phrase seemed to carry a mysterious and powerful magic, piercing through the chaos of the battlefield and reaching the depths of the human officer's heart.
The human officer's body began to tremble uncontrollably, with a hint of unprecedented panic and confusion in his eyes. Driven by this invisible oppression, his hand slowly and involuntarily moved towards the pistol hanging at his waist. It was a quaint small flintlock pistol, as if it came from an ancient tool of slaughter, filled with traces of history.
In the midst of everyone's astonishment, the handgun was slowly raised to the temple of the human officer, seemingly filled with the power of destiny. This scene, like a frozen frame, left the surrounding soldiers feeling incredulous, their eyes filled with shock and confusion, unable to comprehend why their officer would act in such a way.
At this moment, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield reached an unprecedented level of tension. Van Loon's action not only demonstrated the immense power of "The Eye of the Demon," but also showcased his ability to control the situation. This was not just psychological manipulation of the human officer, but a reversal of the entire battlefield situation.
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