The massive figure was even more impactful than the shock brought by the beast tide’s assault.
Evil Wing ascended into the sky, a silhouette standing on the dragon’s head against the strong wind.
Mu Fan gazed calmly ahead.
The final battle had finally co.
Once he cleared this last obstacle, he could prepare to leave this planet.
"Evil Wing, hold back the enemy’s aerial forces."
Ang!~
A resounding dragon’s roar shook the sky, as the chanical giant dragon flapped its wings heavily, compressing the air on both sides. The entire dragon, which stunned the battlefield, shot out like an arrow leaving the string.
Izewende’s expression changed dramatically as he hastily commanded the middle-aged man beside him clad in green vine attire: "Have the Green Bat Army intercept it!"
The Green Bat Army, unique to the Green Teeth Clan, had tad the Green Bats exclusive to the Barbaric Ascension Star, capable of flying swiftly through the sky at nearly half the speed of sound, attacking by tossing fire oil or pierce spears.
They were an extrely rare airborne unit on the grasslands, a vital reliance allowing the Green Teeth Clan to rank among the major tribes.
With the command issued, sharp, brief whistles sounded, and each large Green Bat, with wings spanning around five ters, began ascending rapidly.
The sight of these Green Bats instantly boosted the morale of the United Forces.
The cry for victory began to bloom under the night sky.
The flood of over ten thousand people began to charge towards that small White Armor Tribe.
"For the tribe!"
A resounding, fierce roar ca from within the charging force of hundreds.
Instantaneously, hundreds of figures leapt into the air like falling teors.
Boom!
Boom!
Each Chongzhou landed with the White-armored Warriors’ formidable physique, resembling actual cannonballs striking the ground, stirring astonishing shockwaves.
"What is that!?"
The fear in the eyes of the Red Stone Clan warriors charging at the front had just erged when it was eternally frozen.
With a loud bang, his body was pulverized by a Chongzhou.
The plasma was even smashed into vapor.
When that bloody scene ford a continuous vista, the magnificent spectacle was enough to leave one breathless!
"This is the White Armor Clan you want to annihilate!"
Alva, bloodied all over, crashed to the ground finding, amid his roaring, the four hundred-strong Chongzhou Corps brazenly launching a fierce assault.
Under the threat of formidable enemies, the Wind Clan exerted the entire clan’s strength to provide the White Armor Clan with a large number of Abyss Fallen Gold.
The amount of bone gold reached the highest peak in the White Armor Clan’s history.
With Wang Nuonuo, the little princess of Loki Heavy Industry, guiding precise individual assignnts, the White Armor Tribe ford a makeshift workshop within two brief days.
This was the chanical civilization’s first impactful stir on this barbaric planet.
Such an awe-inspiring sensation!
Each ti a Chongzhou swept through, one could see human bodies being torn apart and cast high into the air.
The White Armor Clan’s warriors resembled tireless war machines.
The significance of these primitive power armors to them was an epoch-making miracle.
The vanguard collided.
The four hundred-strong corps was like icebreakers instantly dismantling the enemy’s lines.
"—Severe Strike!"
A long cry echoed in the ears of every White Armor Clan warrior.
Sinew-straining sounds emanated from within everyone’s body, simultaneously vibrated like the strings of a bow.
Dong!
A colossal arrowhead composed of the four hundred-strong corps charged furiously.
The Chongzhous, already akin to cha prototypes, were overwhelming for the people of this planet battling with flesh alone.
Just like the ineffectivity of spear-wielding human wave tactics against pure armored corps.
If there’s one shortcoming, it’s that these armors’ power source are the warriors themselves.
Unless they are exhausted and surrounded, they won’t be defeated!
...
Watching comrades’ tragic death, deep fear began surfacing in the hearts of the United Forces’ Vanguard Army warriors.
"No, they’re devils, they’re unconquerable devils."
Yet the outco of the war was not subject to these ordinary people’s will.
As hundreds, thousands of comrades perished, the United Forces’ Vanguard Army finally began to collapse.
Large swaths of people started fleeing to the rear.
No matter how furiously the war supervision officers cursed behind them, it had no effect.
Upon them drawing blades and killing a dozen people, the collapse of the Vanguard Army was temporarily halted, but...
The Chongzhou Corps finally reached them!
Those war supervision officers widened their eyes, intended to strike with their bone knives.
But bone knives clashing with bone armor, red ripples started spreading from the collision point.
Boom!
The war supervision officer who killed two was directly struck into blood mist.
Now the ones who had just stabilized began to panic again.
They feared not death, but were terrified by the White Armor Tribe’s devilish killing thod.
This must be a punishnt from the deity.
The White Armor Tribe were the embodint of devils, their deity allowed these devils to erge...
"Can’t kill them... I can’t kill them."
These routed soldiers felt the collapse of their faith was imminent.
Their deity... no longer protected them!
However, as chaos arose, waves of flapping wings from the rear reverberated, forming a strange current in the sky.
The united forces of several tribes simultaneously looked up, varied expressions of joy erging.
"It’s the Green Bats!"
"The Green Teeth Tribe has mobilized."
A rough glance showed at least a thousand enormous green bats.
Wearing vine garnts, the Green Bat warriors held pierce spears while straddling batbacks, glaring coldly forward.
They are flying warriors, rulers of the sky.
Their target is—
The increasingly colossal dragon figure ahead!
"Quickly incinerate those white devils."
The Green Bat warriors ignored the ground’s cries, sweeping straight past.
The crowd paused.
"What is happening? Why aren’t they helping us..."
While confusion started to arise, a sudden dragon’s roar erupted from afar in the sky.
"Roar!"
The enormous shadow finally appeared above the battlefield.
A dragon tail smashed through the air and swept fiercely.
With a loud smack, a Green Bat warrior and his mount were crushed instantly.
Evil Wing’s abrupt acceleration exceeded all the Green Bat warriors’ imaginations.
How... so fast!?
Moreover, that full body Kirin Armor, is it made of teorite gold?
These warriors widened their eyes.
Their pierce spears occasionally hit the opponent, serving no other purpose but sparking tiny sparks.
Evil Wing glared wide-eyed, showing anger in its pupils.
Everyone dares provoke the great Dragon Evil Wing now.
The domineering Evil Wing, attacked by the Black Wood Cannon Beast was understandable, but now being attacked by these reptiles was an utter humiliation!
No need for Mu Fan’s command, Evil Wing furiously surged into the enemy’s air forces.
Instantaneously, the air above the battlefield raged with bloody winds.
Minute by minute passed.
Eight clan leaders, all pale-faced, stood up, their gazes fixed steadily on the distance.
"Dead... all dead..."
"How is this possible..."
"How is it not possible?" Izewende suddenly chuckled, interrupting their words.
"I demand we withdraw!"
"Our tribe cannot engage in aningless loss."
"Our Night Wolf Tribe is prepared to exit."
"We..."
Listening to the words around, a peculiar flash crossed Izewende’s eyes, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"No one can withdraw."
Izewende slowly spoke, showing not a hint of anger or sorrow from soldiers’ deaths.
Instead, there’s a certain ease, joy.
Instantly, the complexions of the eight clan leaders froze, then anger filled their faces.
"Your Red Stone Clan lost so many n, yet you insist we join too!"
"Heh... this is but a re fraction... not even half."
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