Lear looked at the figure on the ground, soaked in blood, with various grotesque scars all over the body, nearly devoid of breath.
His gaze slightly narrowed, then turned to sweep around.
He saw the demon corpses ahead severed by sharp blades, sowhat surprised.
The fallen demons numbered over a thousand... all killed by the opponent?!
But her level...
Kalanis, Level: 10th Level, Potential ???, ???
Only 10th level, and not even a hero unit?!
Lear was sowhat incredulous.
What kind of 10th level can single-handedly kill over a thousand demons of the sa level?
And this isn’t a duel, it was under a siege.
Replaced by a Two-headed Giant Chief or a Flesh Butcher level, he could still understand.
But a non-hero unit at 10th level, this completely exceeded understanding.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t probe the opponent’s attributes clearly.
While pondering, a thought occurred.
Swamp Blessing.
A few Healing Techniques later, the other’s life aura gradually stabilized.
"Bubble Beast, take her up."
The chubby little guy behind imdiately blew a big bubble, enveloping the opponent.
Seeing this, Lear didn’t dwell on it, his gaze turned to the front.
As Weilu City’s army entered, the Fallen Demons had been utterly defeated.
But... there were too many.
As far as the eye could see, on this spacious circular platform.
Everywhere were Abyssal Life forms, over two ters tall, hideous and terrifying, densely packed like ants.
Crimson eyes filled with brutality and frenzy, their mouths continuously uttering soul-stirring whispers.
Lear’s gaze sharpened.
He waved his hand.
"All troops advance... Kill!"
The cold voice suddenly resonated in the sky.
Haggs fiercely drove the Fierce Wild Lizard beneath him, charging first, the Cold-blooded Cavalry gripping their nded long spears and steel sabers followed closely behind.
The terrifying Cold-blooded Cavalry was like a boulder rolling down from a mountain, carrying an unstoppable montum, shredding everything!
After accelerating with power storage, they charged directly into the Fallen Demon army.
Bam~
The three-ter-tall Fierce Wild Lizard, combined with the power of the Wetland Lizardman Warrior, was like a roaring bulldozer.
Directly knocking the demons in front flying, crushing them underfoot!
Heavy units in high-speed charge were utterly unstoppable.
Instantly, a patch of crimson.
The Fierce Wild Lizard beneath opened its blood-filled maw.
Splurt~
With a single bite, it could crush the head of a Fallen Demon.
And the Wetland Lizardman Warrior on its back thrust their long spears violently in the gallop.
As long as hit, whether vital areas or non-lethal areas like arms, shoulders, or thighs.
They would pierce through instantly.
Then give a fierce twist.
Combining with the burst power of the Fierce Wild Lizard, they could directly blow away large swathes of flesh and blood.
They had completely gone berserk.
But the battlefield’s blood and carnage incited the demons’ inherent ferocity.
Dark red eyes seed ready to bleed, mouths emitted low growls.
They didn’t retreat but advanced, counterattacking.
Claws swung.
Rip~
Tearing vast swathes of scratches on the Fierce Wild Lizard’s body...
In war, lee combat, close-quarters blood battles are often the most brutal and fierce.
Every blade strike drew blood, every gunshot lethal.
But overall, the Cold-blooded Cavalry was several levels stronger than the Fallen Demons.
The battlefield situation hadn’t changed greatly due to the opponent’s nurical advantage... Weilu City steadily advanced!
But on the battlefield, the most frenzied were still the Flesh Butcher and the newly transford Two-headed Giant Chief.
The Flesh Butcher still wielded the heavy war axe ford from congealed flesh.
Swinging the axe brought a terrifying whistle through the air.
Like a raging storm approaching, the window beside shrieking sharply.
No matter what way, what posture the Fallen Demons in front adopted to block, they’d be smashed directly!
Not chopped, smashed!
The power carried by the giant axe was so exaggerated that the damage from the axe blade beca almost unnoticeable.
Wielding the axe horizontally, it could outright smash the demons in front under 10th level!
The terror of its posture was like a large heavy truck going rampant through a crowd.
No one could stop it.
And with each Fallen Demon killed, its soul was drawn like a magnet, erging directly and pouring into the Flesh Butcher’s body.
With the next attack, swinging the axe, the enemy would hear the soul-penetrating anguished wails next to their ears.
Slaughter — each life slain could have its soul embedded into the flesh, adding soul damage to his attacks, and release the souls in one go, forming a Ghost Tide to deal massive damage to nearby enemies.
Moreover, where he traversed, the Fallen Demons he’d killed, their flesh rapidly dissolved as if splashed by acid.
Then converted to streams of energy pouring into the Flesh Butcher’s body.
Devouring Growth (Special) could devour flesh and continuously enhance its body, gaining a passive skill once certain limits were reached...
The skills previously not displayed now unleashed wantonly on the Fallen Demons.
Growing stronger with each battle.
After this Divine Life unleashed its slaughter, it began to reveal its terrifying nature.
The Two-headed Ogre Chieftain displayed a different fighting posture, its chanical limbs behind, like octopus tentacles, waving extrely flexibly.
They could extend up to 10 ters, turning him into a walking at grinder.
The front end of the chanical limbs were sharp triangular blades capable of opening and closing, deadly and razor-sharp.
Driven by imnse power, whew whew~ the chanical limbs moved as fast as lightning.
Trailing shadows through the air, the Fallen Demons ahead hadn’t yet reacted, already feeling intense pain through their bodies, losing consciousness swiftly after.
The sharp chanical limbs penetrated easily through these demons’ chests, necks.
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