Ultimately, ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) the Werewolf Leader reached a realm that even Qing Niao had never achieved.
Bai Cheng, also a King-level expert, knew that the guy had already reached the peak of the King-level.
He seed to be only a hair's breadth away from that legendary realm, but ultimately failed to break through.
Seeing this, Bai Cheng frowned, finally feeling a hint of trouble.
However, this was not the end.
After the altar absorbed a large amount of Life Energy, a bloody light shot into the sky, projecting a massive, dazzlingly complex dark-red magic array onto the altar's surface!
The magic array glowed, and space fluctuated violently, forming a stable Teleportation Gate with a diater of over ten ters.
"Roar—!!!"
A deafening roar erged from within the Teleportation Gate, carrying an aura of savagery and brutality.
Imdiately after, a massive, muscular hoof covered in thick brown fur stepped out, followed by one tall, robust figure after another—a horde of Minotaurs!
They wielded giant Battle Axes, Heavy Hamrs, or Totem Poles, clad in simple but sturdy Leather Armor, with eyes burning with belligerent flas.
These Minotaur warriors surged out of the teleportation array like a broken dam, their numbers reaching hundreds in the blink of an eye, and many among them possessed formidable auras.
What made Bai Cheng and the others' pupils contract even more was that among the surging Minotaur horde,
Occasionally, one or two Minotaur Chiefs or Shamans, exceptionally large in size, adorned with more bone ornants or tal rings, and whose auras had clearly reached the King-level, would appear!
As soon as they appeared, they let out excited war cries, their gaze imdiately locking onto the Werewolf Leader on the altar, and... the three charging Bai Cheng.
The Werewolf Leader stopped howling. He turned around, and after absorbing a vast amount of Life Energy,
His eyes had turned pure blood-red, filled with berserk power and a hint of cunning that lingered from his sanity.
He looked at Bai Cheng and uttered a hoarse, hate-filled voice: "No one will live!!"
He violently waved a hand, pointing at Bai Cheng and the other two.
The Minotaur army, which had just teleported out and hadn't fully grasped the situation, imdiately let out earth-shattering roars under the leadership of their respective King-level chiefs.
They charged towards Bai Cheng and the two others like a brown steel torrent!
At the sa ti, the Werewolf Leader also leaped down from the altar, rendezvoused with several King-level Minotaur Chiefs, and charged together!
Ahead was the Werewolf Leader, who had absorbed the sacrificial power and whose strength had skyrocketed to the King-level Peak; on the flanks were several King-level Minotaur powerhouses; and behind them were hundreds of elite Minotaur warriors continuously pouring out and forming battle arrays.
Bai Cheng and the two others were instantly surrounded, and the pressure dramatically increased.
"So, the delay was to complete the sacrifice and summon reinforcents..." Bai Cheng gripped the Scythe in her hand, her eyes sharp as blades,
"It seems this Infinite City has beco a bridgehead for so force to connect with the outside world."
Chi Yan let out a low roar, flas burning fiercely around him, his fighting spirit high.
Qing Niao appeared silently beside Bai Cheng, blue electric sparks crackling around him.
The battle entered a new, more brutal and chaotic phase.
The blood-red light of the altar, the roars of the Minotaurs, the howls of the Werewolf Leader, and the powerful energy fluctuations unleashed by Bai Cheng and the two others fiercely collided under the night sky of Infinite City.
anwhile, in the distance, Yu Nian, Leng Ningxue, and the others' breakthroughs were reaching a critical mont.
In the battlefield, Bai Cheng's Scythe carved out arcs of light that tore through space, sending several Minotaur warriors at the forefront flying, but new warriors imdiately filled the gaps.
Qing Niao's figure transford into streaks of elusive blue lightning on the battlefield, each flash accompanied by a grunt and fall of a Minotaur warrior.
However, his attacks were like stones thrown into a lake for the thick-skinned, nurous Minotaur army; the ripples were quickly swallowed by more brown waves.
Chi Yan's flas roared, sweeping through an area and charring several Minotaurs.
But soon, a Minotaur Shaman waved a Totem Pole, and yellowish-brown light shone, forming shields to block the flas and even causing rocks to protrude from the ground, interfering with Chi Yan's movent.
What put the most pressure on Bai Cheng were those King-level Minotaur powerhouses.
The first few King-level Chiefs and Shamans had already joined the Werewolf Leader, forming a powerful assault force that continuously pounded their defenses.
And as she had feared, the dark-red teleportation array on the altar would flash violently every now and then.
Accompanied by spatial fluctuations, a King-level Minotaur with a formidable aura and adorned with unique bone ornants or tal rings would step out of the Teleportation Gate, joining the battle without hesitation.
One, two, three... The newly appearing King-level Minotaurs did not rush to rge with the initial powerhouses.
So directly led fresh troops to outflank from the sides, while others cast large-scale Shaman spells from the periphery or hurled Battle Axes imbued with berserk power for long-range harassnt.
Although Bai Cheng and the two others possessed formidable individual strength and excellent teamwork,
Under this almost endless 'pieceal' deploynt of King-level combat power, their defenses began to loosen, and their maneuvering space was continuously compressed.
"This can't go on!" Chi Yan shattered an incoming Heavy Hamr with a claw, but his arm was numb from the recoil,
He gasped and roared, "Miss, that altar is constantly producing King-levels; we'll be worn down to death!"
Qing Niao's figure solidified beside Bai Cheng, his breathing also slightly hurried, the blue electric sparks less stable than before:
"Miss, we must find a way to destroy that altar, otherwise the enemies are simply endless."
Bai Cheng's eyes were cold. Her Scythe parried a fierce chop from a King-level Minotaur Chief, using the force to retreat, her gaze quickly sweeping across the battlefield.
The situation was sliding into an abyss.
The Werewolf Leader, after absorbing the sacrificial power, had been guarding the altar, not exerting his full strength, seemingly to maintain the stability of the teleportation array.
Or... waiting for sothing.
And the Minotaur army, especially the King-levels, seed endless.
They couldn't delay any longer.
They must destroy the altar and cut off this damned troop supply!
As this thought beca clear in her mind, she imdiately locked onto the direction of the altar.
However, the Werewolf Leader's blood-red eyes instantly looked over, his mouth curling into a cruel and wary arc, a berserk aura rising around him, firmly locking onto Bai Cheng's intention.
A frontal assault on the altar would inevitably an facing the King-level Peak Werewolf Leader, and also enduring interference from other King-level Minotaurs. The success rate was extrely low, and it could even lead to an imdiate dead end.
Just as Bai Cheng gripped her Scythe, preparing to attempt a desperate raid to create an opportunity for her companions, powerful forces suddenly erupted not far behind her.
"Buzz—!!!"
A completely different, clear and powerful energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from sowhere deep within Infinite City!
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