And the Jackalwere Queen’s only option was to parry, parry, and parry again.
Each parry sent pain coursing through her, the massive impact force worsening the injuries on her legs.
The opponent clearly did not want to give her any chance to recover, aiming to cripple her legs entirely.
On the battlefield, if she couldn’t move, she would beco a sitting target.
"I am the beloved wife of the King of the Jackalweres, I am the Queen of all Jackalweres... You cannot kill ... My King, descend, destroy these enemies with your supre might, let them feel your wrath, your berserk fury. Under your guidance, we Jackalweres shall be invincible and conquer all..."
The Jackalwere Queen let out a frenzied howl, the berserk divine power emanating from her soared into the sky.
A majestic figure erged from within, his howl even more savage and wild, "Who dares wage war upon my people? I shall leave you with no place to rest in death..."
"Yenogu! Yenogu! Yenogu!"
"Our god has descended, kill these green-skinned inferior beings."
"Kill them all!"
The being summoned was none other than a divine nature incarnation of the King of the Jackalweres, Yenogu.
The descent of the God of the Race completely ignited the emotions of the Jackalweres, morale soared to its peak, they collectively plunged into berserk fury, launching a fearless counterattack.
At this mont, death was no longer sothing they feared, it had beco a supre honor.
For after death, they would be reborn in Yenogu’s Realm, the God Kingdom of the King of the Jackalweres.
"Just what I was waiting for!"
Before the King of the Jackalweres could launch his attack, a massive arc-shaped fla descended from the sky, slashing towards him.
A female knight in red armor, riding a crimson warhorse, followed closely behind, sprinting through the air.
The timing of the attack was exquisite, as if she had foreseen it in advance.
The mont the King of the Jackalweres appeared was also the mont he was struck by the arc-shaped fla slash.
No chance for evasion, he didn’t even have the opportunity to parry, the only thing he could do was to activate his divine power shield.
But against this level of attack, the divine power shield was like paper, easily pierced through.
The King of the Jackalweres hadn’t expected the divine power shield to block the blow, he needed it to buy ti, even a fraction of a second, enough for him to move slightly, avoid or protect his vital points.
Sizzle!
The arc-shaped fla slash tore through the thick hide of the King of the Jackalweres, leaving a terrifying wound deep to the bone.
Yet the blood flowing from the wound was minimal.
It wasn’t because the King of the Jackalweres had extraordinary control over the wound, but because the arc-shaped fla slash was composed entirely of highly concentrated fla elents, instantly carbonizing the wound, emitting a thick, burnt odor.
The King of the Jackalweres hadn’t yet recovered from the attack, and Katherine’s follow-up assault had already arrived.
Her attack thod was unique, with a pronounced predictive quality.
Each strike seed as if her attack was waiting for the King of the Jackalweres, and he foolishly delivered himself to it.
Every slash appeared light and effortless, yet its lethality was formidable.
The King of the Jackalweres’ damage reduction and innate defense seed to have no effect, it didn’t take long before he was covered in blood, his whole being turned scarlet.
"You are that bitch, the Red Knight? No, it doesn’t feel right, you’re rely a demigod! You’re the vessel of that bitch! Don’t think that just because Tempus, that old bastard, protects you, you can do whatever you want. Others might fear him, but I don’t, I am the God of Berserk... I will destroy everything... Break for ..."
As an old demon god, the King of the Jackalweres, even if it’s just his divine nature incarnation, wasn’t easily destroyed or killed.
While revealing Katherine’s origins, the berserk divine power surged wildly from within him and began to spread in all directions.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed.
It was as if an invisible glass layer in the air was shattered by him.
The mystical sense of Katherine’s previous predictive attacks vanished instantly, the King of the Jackalweres swatted the Sword of Strategy aside with one claw, the force nearly made it fly out of her grip.
Her previous attacks weren’t predictive, but rather an advanced application of strategic, tactical divinity.
She wove a massive web of divine nature force around the King of the Jackalweres.
She naturally anticipated the King of the Jackalweres’ every move, preparing accordingly in advance.
During The Year of Upheaval, she, as the Saint of Lady Strategy, differed from ordinary the Chosen, her nature sowhat akin to Lady Strategy’s two sides.
Or perhaps a unique divine nature incarnation, her power continued to enhance with her rise in godhood, she could even access a portion of Lady Strategy’s divine power.
But divine power is not omnipotent, it can be broken by another divine power.
In the end, it depended on who possessed the stronger divine power.
In this regard, the King of the Jackalweres clearly held the advantage, his berserk divine power was also more adept in combat.
After breaking through the intricately woven divine power web of Katherine, the King of the Jackalweres promptly turned the tables, his double-headed flail swinging fiercely, forcing her to retreat continually, unable to lift her head.
"Move!"
Katherine commanded in a deep voice once again.
This was not beyond her expectations, she had prepared for this contingency.
"Descend, great Fla of Revenge, show the world your power of revenge!" Daphne appeared silently, with a solemn expression, chanting aloud.
This was unquestionably a trick of divine magic, her connection with the Burning Flas Queen was not through faith, but rather through the true na of demons, done solely to bolster the Burning Flas Queen.
The more people knew of her na, the better, whether in awe or fear, it could generate faith.
"Haha... I am the Fla of Revenge, your Goddess of Revenge, I command you all, burn, all burn for !"
The Burning Flas Queen laughed wildly as she descended, she was like a flastorm, or a cloud of fiery inferno, enveloping everything around, dragging all life into a fiery abyss.
Scores of Abyssal Jackalweres were ignited simultaneously, burning frenziedly, howling wildly as they attacked their own kind, seemingly wanting to drag them into the depths of agony too, sharing the burning tornt.
The Abyssal Jackalweres encountered along the way were rely set ablaze by the Burning Flas Queen in passing, her target was clear, it wasn’t the King of the Jackalweres, but the Jackalwere Queen, who was gasping under the oppression of Blood Claw.
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