The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen Chapter 1430 - 474: Uh-oh, We’re Doomed (6k)3

The force from the push transford him into the most advanced projectile, charging towards a witch who deployed a large cha under the cover of a dense array of javelins from the Great Mage.

Even though the plan seed very simple, at this level, it’s often these straightforward plans that are least likely to go wrong.

Moreover, their strength is more than adequate to ensure the execution of this plan.

Facing this dense barrage of javelins, the "main character" witches can clearly sense that each one is equivalent to a full-force strike of the Seventh Rank.

Not to ntion, the "javelins" in this burst amount to thousands!

Relying solely on Bai Yi’s temporary upgrade to an 8th Rank priority level, while actually possessing only Seventh Rank strength, it’s simply unrealistic to take them head-on!

Even if they could redirect their attacks to intercept these javelins mid-flight, due to the sheer quantity, they have no choice but to give it their all.

With the witches having no spare energy at this mont, Hunter finds himself as if in an uninhabited realm!

Especially facing the target he selected, the witch deploying the massive cha is inherently not skilled at handling Martial Artists.

If there’s insufficient power to crush him, as long as he gets close, that large cha is nothing but a big iron coffin!

However, both he and the Great Mage behind him, who is ready to cast the next spell, have evidently made a fatal mistake at one point.

And that is...

The Bai Yi responsible for maintaining this priority upgrade hasn’t completely lost combat capability!

"No wonder, this old codger who’s survived hundreds of years in the Starry Sky.

Boasting strength surpassing the ordinary 8th Rank, the accumulation of power has far exceeded Magga today..."

After a deep gaze at the Great Mage, the focus shifts to the charging Hunter.

The magic qi fla on Hunter’s body continues to amass, resembling dense, tangible magic power accumulating on the magic long blade clad in armor, while the targeted cha enlarges rapidly before his eyes.

Three...

Two...

One!

The long blade gathers the magic qi fla belonging to the 8th Rank at one point, swinging towards the witch’s physical location locked inside the cha.

With the fragile body of a non-Martial Artist Transcendent, colliding at such close range would only rip the body apart instantly!

As long as a Transcendent still falls within the domain of Life, complete destruction of the body spells inevitable doom!

Even in an era where both spellcraft and technology are continuously evolving, Martial Artists remain the most formidable Transcendent profession for this very reason!

Yet, just as he draws his blade, ready for close encounters with the cha, the giant cha vanishes in a flicker of Space.

And in its place, a familiar Bai Yi with hints of green suddenly appears before him once more.

Along with a seemingly frail fan, yet intensely emanating dense black and red magic power, blocking his long blade.

"Oh no, finished."

Just before both sides collided, only this thought remained in Hunter’s mind.

Boom—

Rich, enveloping purple-red magic power transforms into a Light Ball, in an instant enclosing Bai Yi and Hunter within and swallowing the approaching javelins together.

This abrupt change stunned the Great Mage, who was ready to cast the next spell in coordination with Hunter, watching in shock towards the explosion’s direction.

The next instant, Hunter, along with a mass of shattered tal, flies backward at an even quicker speed than his previous charge.

Wasn’t Fan Mao supposed to maintain those witches’ 8th Rank amplification?

Even those chanical Masters would sacrifice their combat abilities to uphold similar powers, and given Fan Mao’s specialty modified ability, how could any combat capability remain!

Yet the battle cannot be altered; he can only adapt.

The spell released early in the battle shields him from emotional distress, instantly turning to analyze the battlefield.

Relying on armor perception, Hunter, though blasted away, primarily uses it to dissipate force, evade the core of the explosion, suffering only slight injuries, nothing too severe.

On the contrary, the explosion’s Light Ball, upon swelling to over 200 ters in radius, seems constrained by so force, beginning to reverse collapse.

Finally it lands obediently in Fan Mao’s hand, transforming into a dark purple Magic Ball, evidently ready to take initiative once more.

With lightning-fast thoughts, the Great Mage makes a decision.

Hunter absolutely needs saving; otherwise, it’s even more torturous for him alone.

Regarding the enemy, although the plan didn’t succeed just now, it’s because he wasn’t familiar with Fan Mao’s power; since Fan Mao stopped him, it affirms his correct direction!

The prepared spell is decisively cast, sent towards Fan Mao to disrupt any further chase possibilities.

No spatial fluctuations erge; the magic similar to Bai Yi’s suddenly surfaces around Bai Yi, appearing even more profound, dark magic.

They intertwine, forming a shell-like domain where tentacles ford by magic constantly attempt to entangle Bai Yi, enveloping Bai Yi within.

This was a spell developed through studying another Abnormal Object, whose prototype was an entity able to corrupt planets, transforming them into monstrous Abnormal Objects.

Although, as a spell, it couldn’t demonize opponents of equal rank, it simultaneously boasts spiritual attack and control capabilities, with highly penetrative magic erosion effects.

Now, having witnessed Fan Mao’s strength, he doesn’t hope for it to restrict for long, rely hoping to stall for a mont.