365: Chapter 111: Fierce Battle in the Wilderness (Part 2)_1 365: Chapter 111: Fierce Battle in the Wilderness (Part 2)_1 Oliveira’s mouth curled into a cold smile.
As the most outstanding Heavy Sword Warrior from the Milan Magic Martial Academy in a century, his practical bat experience was absolutely the richest among his peers.
Watching as Margri’s heavy warblade came chopping down, he didn’t dodge or avoid it but instead accelerated instantly, closing the distance between himself and Margri.
Gripping his heavy sword with both hands, he thrust upwards with all his strength aiming for the spot near the handle of Margri’s blade—where Margri’s strength was weakest.
His blue rank Douqi burst forth only at the moment his heavy sword made contact with the warblade, with a resonating clang, the momentum of Margri’s large body, charging forward, came to a sudden halt, and he was forced to step back.
Oliveira, after all, was slightly weaker in physical strength pared to the Lion Man; and as Margri was charging at full speed, even though Oliveira had an edge in Douqi, he also stepped back.
In this clash of Douqi, it was clear that Oliveira, at the initial blue rank, had a certain advantage.
The Earth Warriors quickly surrounded the Lion Man’s Royal Guard.
The Lion Men relied on their strong bodies and strength unfortunately, these Lion Men, equivalent to Advance Rank Yellow-rank Warriors, had encountered the Green rank Earth Warriors today, and in a one hundred and fifty against one hundred fight.
As soon as the battle started, the Lion Man’s Royal Guard was pressed into an absolute disadvantage.
On average, three Earth Warriors were fighting against two Lion Men, showing a pletely one-sided situation.
Just then, a refreshing and clear sound of the zither, like cascading streams and waterfalls, rang out.
It was like a flowing waterfall, yet the music, filled with a lofty aura, was as heavy as tall mountains.
Rings of dark yellow halo descended from the sky, enveloping both sides engaged in the battle.
Atop the hill, the elegant figure was playing the orange ancient zither on his lap.
The soul breath of the Cascade Pearl Zither was released in the “Cascade of Pearls.” Leveraging precise control over his spiritual power, even from a distance, Ye Yinzhu directed his Zither Magic from the heavens, covering the not-too-large area of the battle.
This was an expansive area-type Divine Music Halo, extending the music’s influence over a specific location, making the effects of the Zither Magic more concentrated and effective.
This was a new method for utilizing Zither Magic that Ye Yinzhu had devised after days of pondering why he couldn’t envelop all warriors with Divine Music Halo, and now he was using these Lion Men as a test.
As the vast Divine Music Halo enveloped more than two hundred people on the battlefield, “High Mountain Flowing Water,” played to its full potential by Ye Yinzhu, a genius at the level of a blue rank Mage Zither Emperor, immediately had an effect.
The fighters were the same, but for the human warriors and the Beastman Warriors, the effect was utterly different, as if they were experiencing both ice and fire.
Under the gentle notes of the zither, the Lion Man Guards, immersed in the tender melody, felt their whole bodies relax fortably, their fighting spirit dropping instantly.
Whether it was the strikes from their hands or their strength, both decreased rapidly without them realizing.
On the contrary, the human warriors seemed like they were on a stimulant, their Green rank Douqi rising instantly.
Those who reached the Advanced Rank Green rank had even achieved the standard of the Initial Green rank.
The side that was already strong instantly became overwhelmingly superior.
The Lion Man Guards collapsed immediately.
As one after another fell, there was no longer any suspense in this war.
The blue rank Divine Music, the top-tier Zither Sect piece “High Mountain Flowing Water” maximized the amplification and weakening effects from the very beginning, and it was this very piece that turned the five hundred against five thousand battle into one with zero losses.
As the blue Douqi surged within the zither tune, the towering Margri was sent flying by Oliveira’s sword.
Three blue sword beams traced death’s crossing ripples through the air.
pared to the Beastman Warriors, the human warriors’ greatest advantage, aside from the mage’s benefits, lay in their equipment.
With the innate advantage in Douqi, plus the enhancement of the Blue Star Battle Armor and the water-blue heavy sword, Oliveira’s strength had already surpassed that of the physically superior Margri.
With the assistance of “High Mountain Flowing Water,” even the chance to bother Oliveira was gone for Margri.
Oliveira was never one of those wildly aggressive fighters.
He possessed the calm of a mander, and this calmness carried over into bat as well.
With a thunderous boom, Margri’s weapon shattered pletely under the Three-stroke Mitre Sword Chop, and the next moment, this Chieftain of the Thunder God Tribe already saw the call of the Grim Reaper.
The green rank Douqi protecting the golden-maned Lion Man shattered instantly, and the blue light sketched a perfect arc, aiming for the Lion Man’s lowest-defended throat.
The two disproportionate figures passed by each other, and as the green starlight shattered, Oliveira had appeared behind Margri, holding the heavy sword aloft with his right arm, declaring the final victory in this battle.
Regret filled Margri’s eyes, the light in them slowly fading.
His large body fell to the ground like a mountain collapsing, his head and body now parted.
Apart from the Three Hundred Grim Reaper, all Milan Warriors and Mages raised their weapons and magic wands high, their cheers of victory echoing over the hilltop with the enhancement of the zither music.
Victory, this was the first direct victory for the Milan Fighters in this mission, and it was against an enemy ten times their number!
It was this victory that formally cemented Ye Yinzhu’s position in the hearts of the Milan Fighters.
Ye Yinzhu’s mand might still be unrefined, but whether it was his previous use of the Sound Blade or the final Divine Music enhancement, he played a decisive role in the battle.
Oliveira lifted his head to look at Ye Yinzhu on the mountain peak, Ye Yinzhu’s hands resting on the strings, wiping away the lingering sound of “High Mountains Flowing Water.” Their gazes met and Oliveira, crossing his sword to his left hand, lifted his right hand above his head and extended his thumb.
Under the effect of the Divine Music melodies, that spirited attack allowed him to experience a higher level of bat power.
Although it was only the first time, Oliveira found that he had grown fond of battling under the envelopment of the Divine Music Halo.
Foxman Kent was brought before Ye Yinzhu, pressured by the three Heavy Swords, and by this time the color on the strategist of the Mixed Legion’s face had turned ashen gray.
It was to be five thousand against five hundred!
Yet from the start to the end of the battle, only such a short amount of time had passed.
He couldn’t have imagined that these five hundred men would be so formidable.
In fact, the Beastmen’s estimation was not wrong; their enemy indeed numbered only five hundred, but the strength of these five hundred elites was even greater than that of two Milan Legions that Kent knew of.
Unscathed, the enemy was unscathed!
No need to speak of resisting, Kent had even abandoned the belief he could survive.
With a flash of blue light, Oliveira appeared beside Ye Yinzhu, “Yin Zhu, in the traditions of the Beastman Legion, the Foxman is the strategist.
This guy should be able to provide us with a lot of information.”
Ye Yinzhu tucked away the Cascade Pearl Beads Zither and looked at Kent.
His clear eyes suddenly became as deep as a cold pond.
Two sharp gazes pierced straight into the depths of Kent’s eyes, “What is your name?”
Ye Yinzhu’s voice was very calm, and it didn’t sound like much to the Milan Warriors nearby, but to Foxman Kent, it felt like devil’s music filling his mind.
The already weak mental defenses of the Foxman crumbled in an instant.
“I, I am Kent,” the Foxman’s gaze had already turned vacant.
He stood no chance against the hypnosis and control of spiritual magic.
“What is the Thunder God Tribe doing lately by moving troops into the interior of the Northernmost Wilderness?
Why are the numbers of your garrison here different from usual?”
“I don’t know the specifics, we just follow the orders passed down from the Chief.
It seems like they were looking for traces of the Dwarf race.
But so far, there have been no results.
Two of our three legions over here have been dispatched to the interior of the Northernmost Wilderness to participate in the action.
I’ve heard that this search is prehensive.
Not just our Thunder God Tribe, but also the War God Tribe and the Solomon Tribe are involved.
It seems the three Chiefs are taking this very seriously.”
Looking for the Dwarves?
Ye Yinzhu sneered inwardly, they were probably looking for the Amethyst Behemoth and the Mountain Giant.
Let them search.
They would break their heads before they found Zi and Ming’s whereabouts.
Both of them were within his Qin City’s Territory!
A faint light flickered, Ye Yinzhu’s eyes revealing a hint of cold light as he continued to interrogate, “Now that your Legion mander is dead, are you able to mand the remaining five thousand Wolf Riders?”
“Yes, I can.
My position in the legion is second only to the Legion mander,” Kent replied without hesitation.
The cold light in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes had pletely made him lose himself.
The light in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes suddenly intensified, a strong spiritual fluctuation transmitted from his gaze, “Remember my eyes, also remember my appearance.
From now on, I, Ye Yinzhu, shall bee your eternal master, your spirit and soul shall henceforth follow my mand, being my most faithful servant.”
“Yes, I will remember your eyes and appearance, my spirit and soul will forever obey your mand.
I, Foxman Kent, will always be your most loyal servant.” While speaking, Kent unconsciously knelt on the ground, bowing down to Ye Yinzhu.
The light moved in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes, “Alright, you can get up now.
You may go back now.
Take the remaining Wolf Riders and keep searching to the east.
Remember, the enemies you’ve encountered have already fled to the east.”
Kent repeated, “Yes, the enemies we’ve encountered have already fled to the east.” After repeating this sentence, with a face full of bewilderment, he headed down the mountain.
Watching Ye Yinzhu, Oliveira exclaimed, “Truly worthy of being Dean Fergerson’s direct disciple.
Yin Zhu, I had no idea that you’re not only strong in Zither Magic, but also so powerful in spiritual magic.
That hypnotic branding will probably acpany the Foxman for his entire life.
With this false information cover, we will have no significant trouble entering the Northernmost Wilderness for a short time, as long as we take good care of ourselves.”
(To be continued.
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