The situation changed imdiately, as the flesh giants with 16th-level spiritual energy were monsters that not even a monarch could easily destroy. If they broke into the human formation, it could lead to catastrophic consequences.
More worryingly, the fallen Takxis was an extrely powerful strong king-level monster that soone had to hold off.
Jon imdiately thought of Rod and shouted, "Brother Rod!"
"I know!"
Rod had already leaped into action. From the mont the fallen Takxis appeared, he knew that only he could hold it off.
"Rod!"
Bossivale and Evela shouted simultaneously, their voices filled with sadness and anger. Nothing was more heartbreaking than this mont, to see their forr comrade, the first Saint Heir of Saint Reel, their companion, their brother, turned into such a twisted monster.
Evela’s voice was choked with sobs, and only Bossivale, with a hoarse voice, spoke.
"Kill him, please."
Rod replied calmly, "I know!"
His spiritual energy burst forth, and after the potent burning of the [Bloody Tears] and ten enhancents from the [Spirit Elegy], his relative spiritual energy had expanded to 8.5 million thousand ke.
The 8.5 million thousand ke of relative spiritual energy, supported by 1.8 million thousand ke of absolute spiritual power, erupted in endless waves, yet it still couldn’t suppress the twisted monster’s spiritual energy. Its absolute spiritual power must exceed 4 million thousand ke, approaching the threshold of 17th-level spiritual energy.
Monsters generally don’t have relative spiritual energy; 4 million of absolute spiritual power is not weaker than Rod’s.
Boom!
Rod and the fallen Takxis collided head-on, the monster’s spiritual energy remained unmoved, and Rod trembled slightly, falling slightly behind.
The strong ones he once had to look up to, he now stood equal to.
Rod took a deep breath, infinite starlight gathered in his hands, solidifying into sturdy gauntlets, and he flew up to engage in battle with the fallen Takxis.
The powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy spread out like a torrential rain. Although Rod’s spiritual energy was slightly weaker, his combat thods were diverse, his combat skills superior, coupled with extrely strong perception and extraordinary spiritual vision, he could always foresee the monster’s attacks and avoid them in advance. With the high-speed movent ans like [Spirit Boat], his offense and defense were extrely flexible.
While the fallen Takxis also had superb combat skills, its chaotic will inevitably impaired those skills. Its source law had changed to a power akin to the Blood God, which could absorb the contaminated blood on the battlefield to enhance the power of its attacks, rendering a strike of terrifying power and certain rule-based capabilities, making it very difficult to evade.
But Rod also had [Ti Wander], allowing him to slip into the river of ti in critical monts and appear several seconds in the future. He also had [Truth] and [Sin’s Touch], which, when used in tandem, could unleash extrely high damage.
Utilizing these ans, Rod quickly gained the upper hand.
Yet, like most flesh puppets, the spiritual energy of the fallen Takxis was imasurably deep, and it could continuously devour flesh puppets to reinforce its defense and recover from wounds.
There was no doubt this would be a prolonged battle, and on the surface, Rod seed unlikely to win.
But he wasn’t worried at all because he had [Destroying Darkness].
As the battle dragged on, Rod’s soul field would continually damage the monster’s soul, causing it to gradually disintegrate. Its defense and might would swiftly decline, making it easy to kill once a certain threshold was reached.
Of course, this presupposed that Rod could hold out.
In the frenzied assault of the fallen Takxis, it emitted sharp roars and attacked Rod madly, but not a single strike landed successfully, occasionally even suffering counterattacks from Rod. Each counterattack accelerated its soul’s disintegration.
"Brother."
Amidst the intense battle, Rod saw that twisted face and silently reaffird his resolve in his heart.
"I will free you from the Blood God’s shackles."
In the distance.
Even in the fierce battle, Jon could see the entire battlefield.
Rod had held off the fallen Takxis and didn’t seem to be defeated anyti soon.
Yet, there were still hundreds of flesh giants charging toward them.
Jon shouted urgently, "At least three monarchs must hold them off! Those of us on the middle and rear lines must absolutely not be disrupted."
The combatants in the rear mostly manned the walls and were the long-range firepower, serving as the main force to break up the blood tide. The front-line combatants could stand against so many monsters precisely because of their fire cover.
The middle-line combatants not only provided fire support but also offered control and auxiliary capabilities. If the monsters broke through the front-line warriors, the middle-line combatants would be the first to be impacted, and the firepower of the rear line would diminish.
Therefore, those powerful monsters capable of causing devastating consequences must never breach the frontline.
Olivia and Jelaba rushed forward simultaneously: "I’ll do it!"
Horus flew to their sides: "I’ll support you!"
The aura of Bright Light scattered, so forming armor that enveloped them, so transforming into healing auras that rged into their souls, and so into blades and nets that thrust toward the monsters.
"Bright Light" was the most versatile characteristic and also the hardest to advance. For this reason, it wasn’t among the Royal City’s seven characteristics, and Horus was the only King of Bright Light humanity had seen in millennia. His effect on the battlefield was unparalleled, even exceeding that of the Fire’s Chosen, as long as anyone was within his sight, they wouldn’t be hard.
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