353: Chapter 107 Haiyang’s Dowry: The Grim Reaper 300 (Part 1)_1 353: Chapter 107 Haiyang’s Dowry: The Grim Reaper 300 (Part 1)_1 Behind him, there were at least four warriors whose Douqi had reached the Beginner Green rank, and further back, all were at least Intermediate or High Ranked Green rank.
In that moment, the sight of one hundred and fifty warriors simultaneously releasing Douqi above the level of Green rank was indeed shocking.
The Douqi crisscrossed in the air, and the fifty mages at the back had already begun chanting their spells.
In parison to the dazzling display on this side, the three hundred warriors on the other side appeared unaffected.
Among them, one hundred Heavy Sword Warriors with swords in their right hands took solid steps forward, while on both flanks, one hundred Lance Warriors raised their lances, following the steps of the Heavy Sword Warriors as they advanced towards the opposition.
Leading the Heavy Sword Warriors was Ye Hongyan, who had previously greeted Ye Yinzhu, Xi Duofu, and the others.
Ye Hongyan’s expression was very calm.
Like the warriors on his side, he did not release any Douqi.
Facing the pressure of more than one hundred and fifty Green rank Douqi, they showed no emotional fluctuations, quietly meeting the oning force.
The distance between the two sides gradually closed.
Three hundred meters, two hundred fifty meters, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, fifty meters.
As soon as the distance dropped below one hundred meters, the momentum of Oliveira’s warriors reached its peak, especially for Oliveira himself, whose Wooden Sword blazed with Blue Douqi like flames.
Ye Yinzhu could clearly discern that Oliveira had made progress in his cultivation of Douqi after the battle at Konya City.
Fifty meters, what can be done at this distance?
In the sky, numerous magical lights had flashed up, these were groups of green Fireballs.
The Fireball Technique, a relatively simple spell in Fire Magic, but Green rank fireballs, despite their simple spells, require significant Magic Power and have a far more formidable power.
Fifty mages releasing fifty Green rank fireballs simultaneously—this power and destructive force can only be described as terrifying; these were indeed fifty Intermediate Magic attacks!
Clearly, this was arranged by Oliveira, otherwise how could these young mages, hastily brought together, cast the same spell so harmoniously?
Xi Duofu glanced at Oliveira with some surprise, yet he remained posed and showed no intention of stopping the imminent battle.
He knew the damage that fifty Intermediate Magics could inflict, if these were ordinary soldiers, not three hundred but even three thousand would suffer more than half in casualties.
Nevertheless, he still made no move.
Ye Yinzhu also remained still, as his instincts told him that these three hundred warriors were anything but ordinary.
They were like a pride of steel lions hardened through countless trials, even if they numbered only three hundred.
“Slash—” Ye Hongyan bellowed, raising his Heavy Sword suddenly.
He raised it when the distance was still fifty meters away.
“Slash—” One hundred roars resonated in unison, and the ninety-nine Heavy Sword Warriors behind him simultaneously lifted their Wooden Swords.
Previously not showing any Douqi light, they now all released Yellow Douqi.
Ye Yinzhu was surprised to find that the Douqi rank of these warriors was all Intermediate Yellow rank, aside from Ye Hongyan, there was not a single higher-ranked expert amongst them.
As Douqi was launched forth from their swords, the Yellow rank Douqi transformed into a war-like glow.
Instantly, it concentrated above the heads of the one hundred Heavy Sword Warriors, filling the air with a fierce and stern aura of iron-blooded resolve.
The Douqi released by Ye Hongyan acted as the source, one hundred war glows miraculously merged in midair into a single entity, forming an enormous sword over thirty meters long.
Acpanying Ye Hongyan’s swing of his Wooden Sword, the colossal sword slashed through the air towards its target.
The color of the enormous sword was purple, a deep purple, not a light shade.
Merging as one, Ye Yinzhu was shaken, and Li Sha, who had retreated into the shade of the trees, was also shocked.
Yellow-rank Warriors were considered exceptional among ordinary people, but they did not count for much in the presence of real powerhouses.
Yet, these one hundred Yellow-rank Warriors showed an incredibly formidable destructive force.
That was not merely a fusion of Douqi, for even if it was the same attribute of Douqi, it would not have achieved the effect of plementing and merging after being released as war glows.
It involved a special factor in the mix, and it was precisely because of this factor that the war glows they emitted merged pletely into one.
As to what this special factor was, as the sword that was several times larger than the Amethyst Great Sword descended, Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood.
It was not just a simple factor; it was the integration of the same fighting spirit, coordination, and the same overwhelming iron-blooded killing intent that had formed.
War glows were the powerful attacks generated by the driving force of the fighting will of Douqi.
A strong will might not be the key to the might of war glows, but will was the most important part of a warrior.
When one hundred powerful fighting wills came together—when that one hundred killing intents merged as one—their war glows fused and unleashed an extremely powerful attack.
Oliveira was shocked; the one hundred and forty-nine warriors behind him were equally shocked.
They never expected that the infantry they had previously looked down upon, those who merely came from the military, could unleash such a potent attack.
One hundred and fifty streaks of green Douqi lit up at the same time, with no other choice under the guidance of that azure wooden sword.
Faced with crisis, these one hundred and fifty elite warriors did not hesitate to fully release their own Douqi, because this was their only chance.
The fifty green fireballs did not stop; on the contrary, they sped towards the three hundred soldiers with increased velocity.
Using a feint to save Zhao, as long as these fifty intermediate-level Magic could take effect, then the crisis faced by their own warriors would naturally be resolved.
However, there were only one hundred Heavy Sword Warriors launching the sword slash; guarding their sides were two hundred Lance Warriors.
“Stab—” Someone roared, and all the lances were raised at once.
Two hundred lances, four per group, also shone with yellow battle auras.
When four same-level battle auras merged, their glow turned into a deep green.
Fifty beams of battle aura rose to meet the fifty green fireballs just as the amethyst great sword descended from the sky.
The deep green battle aura easily dissipated the generally Green rank Fireball Technique.
In the realm of intermediate Magic, Fireball Technique was not the strongest.
The amethyst great sword in the air, however, had already reached above Oliveira and his panions.
The immense pressure made even their breathing difficult.
The pressure brought by the great sword had reached about the strength of sixth rank Zi rank.
It was hard to believe that such a wide-covering and powerful attack could be unleashed by a group of Yellow-rank Warriors.
Oliveira was not one to accept defeat easily.
He let out a furious roar, his Heavy Sword suddenly thrusting upward as his Blue rank Douqi erupted almost instantaneously, like a dazzling blue light orb charging towards the amethyst great sword.
From an individual strength perspective, each of Oliveira’s one hundred and fifty warriors possessed Green rank prowess, while their opponents were one hundred warriors with only Yellow rank strength.
The strengths were not equivalent at all.
However, at this moment, during the attack within the battle formation, the oute became entirely different.
Green rank Douqi, following Oliveira’s blue light, surged upward, but there was no coordination among them.
Green lights flickered sporadically, in stark contrast to their opponents’ uniform movements and the solemn, chilling aura of death.
Numerous roars erupted almost simultaneously as battle auras from both sides collided, and the amethyst great sword in the sky suddenly changed from a chopping motion to a horizontal swipe.
Blue rank meeting Zi rank, there could be no other oute but shattering.
Like a hammer descending from the heavens, Oliveira’s Douqi was the first to be crushed, and then, the fluctuating green lights, though surging like tides against the downward strike of the amethyst great sword, how could individual strength contend with the might of a group?
With a final tremendous boom, Oliveira and his hundred and fifty men were blasted apart from the center, sent scattering in all directions by the overpowering Douqi.
Oliveira, whose Douqi was pletely drained, was the first to be sent flying tens of meters, spewing out a jet of blood as he landed, and though not fatally injured, he was incapacitated and no longer able to fight.
Under the extensive cover of the amethyst great sword, at least eighty of the one hundred and fifty warriors, like Oliveira, lost their ability to resist, and the other surviving warriors on the periphery also had most of their strength sapped by the intense shock of the Douqi.
And it was at this moment that the Lance Warriors, who had dealt with the fireballs in the sky, made their move.
The two flanks surged forward like two black bolts of lightning, piercing with incredible speed into Oliveira’s ranks from both sides.
The lances, now replaced with wooden sticks, were as swift and ferocious as leaping dragons in the hands of these Black Iron elite warriors, a chilling killing intent and frenzied battle fervor that could only be honed on a true battlefield.
Twenty Lance Warriors restrained all the Mages in no time, having clearly understood Xi Duofu’s mand.
Therefore, the frail bodies of these Mages were immediately ‘weled’ by the wooden sticks, each toppled to the ground with wails of pain.
The remaining one hundred and eighty Lance Warriors promptly surrounded the Green rank Warriors who still had some fight in them.
It was at least two on one, and with less than half the opponents standing, the battle no longer held any suspense.
The coordination with the wooden sticks in the hands of the Black Iron Warriors was not exquisite, but it was extremely direct—with one striking the head, the other was sure to sweep at the legs.
Their cooperation was extremely smooth, attacking the enemy where they had to rescue.
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