444: Chapter 137 Behemoth Knows Martial Arts, No One Can Stop Him (Part 3) 444: Chapter 137 Behemoth Knows Martial Arts, No One Can Stop Him (Part 3) The Heavy Cavalry could face death without fear, but they couldn’t make their mounts do the same.
Regardless of the magical beasts they rode, none were above rank Four.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of an Advanced rank Nine magical beast, almost all their mounts collapsed to the ground, defecating in fear.
The Heavy Cavalry tumbled off their mounts, innumerable injuries among them, and thus, before the three Golden Behemoths, thirty thousand Heavy Cavalry transformed into thirty thousand infantrymen.
“Invincible on land,” these four words echoed in the minds of each infantryman, the mere presence of three Behemoth Beasts exerting such immense pressure.
With the cavalry turned into infantry, their advance dramatically slowed down.
With uproarious laughter, the three Golden Behemoth fearlessly charged forward, impacting tens of thousands of enemies.
With the support of the music played by Xiang Luan and Haiyang, who were determined to die, the Milan Dragon Riders began their frenzied charge, temporarily stalling the pursuing forces behind the Golden Behemoth.
“Protect the Princess, defend the honor of Milan.
Long live the Milan Empire.” Someone shouted a resounding slogan first.
The remaining less than five hundred Heavy Cavalry initiated a suicidal charge at the enemy.
As soon as Ye Yinzhu heard the music played by Xiang Luan and Haiyang, he knew something was wrong.
Although he admired the bravery of the two women, a more intense fatigue overwhelmed him.
The situation on the field couldn’t have been clearer.
Although the enemy’s last Black Dragon was in danger under the bined attack of the two Polar Ice Demon Apes and Peja, it could hold on for a while longer.
However, their own condition was far from optimistic.
The three Golden Behemoth were valiant, but their opponents were thirty thousand Heavy Cavalry!
Even if these cavalrymen had turned into infantry, even the steel armor they wore could bury the three Golden Behemoth.
Despite their formidable bat power, the Golden Behemoth lacked powerful magic.
Perhaps they could kill their way in and out of the thirty thousand infantry, but they absolutely couldn’t stop these infantrymen from swarming Xiang Luan and Haiyang.
By that time, not to mention himself and Zi, even if he could summon the War Behemoth Glacis, it would be impossible to break through the encirclement and rescue them before Haiyang and the others were killed.
“Let’s go back.” Facing such a predicament, Ye Yinzhu immediately made a decision.
He knew that no matter what situation it might lead to, what kind of difficulties he might face, he had to return.
He couldn’t let anything happen to Haiyang, that was the promise he made to Marshal Xi Duofu.
And Xiang Luan and Li Sha; they were his friends!
He could disregard the Milan Empire Dragon Riders, but how could he abandon them?
Biting the tip of his tongue sharply to refocus his mind, Ye Yinzhu was about to urge Eric Minlong to charge when the dragon beneath him collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all orifices.
It had been charging at the forefront with Ye Yinzhu and now it could no longer hold on.
“Yin Zhu.” A weary Ye Yinzhu didn’t react in time, nearly falling off, but Zi Yi caught his arm just in time.
“Zi.” Ye Yinzhu looked resolutely at Zi, who was also looking at him, nodded, “Let’s go back.
Sit on my shoulder, leave the rest to me.
I want to listen to your zither music.
Play it to boost my morale.”
While speaking, Zi took a deep breath and his purple glow instantly brightened, releasing an explosion of massive energy.
The purple glow surged wildly, like the rise of a purple sun on the plain in the dark night, causing the ground to tremble with each powerful pulsation.
Zi’s body swelled in an instant, reaching a towering height of over twenty-five meters.
The appearance of such a colossal being not only frightened the Eric Minlong Cavalry who were chasing from behind, but even the Three Hundred Grim Reaper Warriors were taken aback.
They had already found it strange when Zi was summoned by Ye Yinzhu; however, they were utterly astounded by the formidable strength Zi now displayed, altering their perception of mander Ye Yinzhu once again.
The Amethyst Armor on Zi’s body was much thicker than it was the last time he had revealed his true form, and his eyes had turned milky white.
His broad shoulders provided a platform for Ye Yinzhu, and once Zi put him on his shoulders, the purple crystal on Ye Yinzhu’s body fused with Zi’s, securing him firmly on Zi’s shoulders.
“Three Hundred Grim Reaper, stand by,” Ye Yinzhu ordered in time.
He wasn’t being stingy with the Three Hundred Grim Reaper at this point, but rather he feared that they would be affected by Zi’s might if they were too close to him when he unleashed his power.
If the burst from the three Golden Behemoth had made thirty thousand mounts collapse, the appearance of Zi’s true form caused the Black Dragon, still battling the Polar Ice Demon Apes, to go limp as well.
The immense pressure caused all the riding dragons of the Milan riders nearby, including those of the enemy, to collapse and foam at the mouth, pletely losing their capacity to fight.
Zi’s immensely powerful body strode forth, directly charging back into the midst of the Eric Minlong Cavalry.
Through their mutual life-bound contract, only Ye Yinzhu could truly understand how mighty Zi was in this moment.
Zi stepped forward forcefully, his foot stomping down on the earth.
Acpanied by a thunderous roar, earth and rock burst into the air within a hundred meters, and the violent tremors caused the ground to crack open.
Within that radius, whether it was the Dragon Cavalry or the collapsing Eric Minlong dragons, all had their organs shattered by the shock.
With his identity no longer concealed, Zi’s amethyst hair exploded in anger.
As a Zi rank Magical Beast, the Amethyst Behemoth differed from other magical beasts.
As the strongest legend in the Beastman Clan, the moment he entered the battlefield, although alone, he had already turned the tide of battle upside down.
A burst of purple auras exploded from Zi, the immense purple light creating at least a hundred more statues around him.
With another step forward from Zi, all the statues simultaneously crumbled into ash.
Ye Yinzhu inwardly marveled at the might of the Ninth Rank Amethyst Behemoth, which was so formidable.
Only then did he realize that Zi had reached the pinnacle of rank Nine magical beasts.
Translated into human power levels, that was the equivalent of Ninth Rank Zi rank.
This was without even considering the robustness of his physical body.
If Zi had possessed such power when facing off against the War Behemoth Glacis, he most certainly wouldn’t have been killed by Glacis’s charge.
Dis, Perkins, and Oliver, immediately sensed Zi’s transformation.
Dis roared, “Boss is going all out; brothers, let’s give it our all.” The three Golden Behemoths made an identical move, their seventeen-meter-tall bodies instantly bending at the waist, their thick, dragon-like right fists heavily pounding the ground.
Three waves of near-crazed golden energy swept through the ranks of the Heavy Cavalry.
Although their pounding was not as overwhelming as the War Trample of War Behemoth Glacis, the ferocious golden shockwave was still more than humans could withstand.
The simultaneous burst from the three Golden Behemoths instantly wiped out all life within five hundred square meters, the earth overturned in a blur of flying sand and stones.
The strong men from the three Cavalry Corps charged out, aiming for the three Golden Behemoths, intending to just expose their figures.
As human powerhouses, they naturally saw that these magical beasts, which had almost reversed the course of battle, were summoned.
If they could hold them off for a sufficient time, the oute of the war wouldn’t change.
However, as they watched the three Golden Behemoths unleash their power, the momentum of their charge immediately dissipated, and they could only stay on the periphery, waiting for the shockwave to dissipate.
The two Polar Ice Demon Apes, inspired by Zi’s aura, launched their most ferocious attack yet.
What frustrated them, though, was that just when the Black Dragon was about to falter, an arrow appeared in its eye, a black Poison Arrow.
The sound of zither music began, acpanied by the Ancient Zither and Pipa, but they weren’t playing the same tune.
Ye Yinzhu didn’t have the strength to play “Ambush from Ten Sides” anymore.
From the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battles to now, he hadn’t truly rested.
Therefore, what he now played was “High Mountain Flowing Water,” a piece second only to “Ambush from Ten Sides.” He believed that Haiyang would certainly sense his intention and also help him plete the zither music.
Indeed, while Xiang Luan’s pipa music hadn’t changed much, Haiyang had already switched from “Ambush from Ten Sides” to “High Mountain Flowing Water” on his Ancient Zither.
The Ancient Zither and Pipa merged into one across a distance of a kilometer, a faint purple light screen enveloping the battlefield like a layer of sheer silk.
The remaining Milan Dragon Cavalry were greatly encouraged, clearly feeling their blood boiling within them.
Although they had lost their mounts, they still held Dragon Spears in their hands, and the battle wasn’t over, or perhaps it was more accurate to say that the signal for the counterattack had just begun.
Zi’s attack was straightforward.
At such a level of strength, finesse was only useful in battles against opponents of the same tier.
But were there any of his tier left to confront him?
The answer was no.
Amethyst magic, returning to the Continent after a thousand years, faced the tiny humans below.
What Zi needed to do was leave a heap of corpses with every step he took.
The five thousand Eric Minlong Dragon Riders tasked with sniping, after the previous battle and the resurgence of the Milan Dragon Cavalry, finally entered the stage of collapse.
Zi didn’t need to expend much effort to charge back, as the dismounted enemies dared not approach this terrifying killing machine.
“How could you be so foolish?
Follow me and charge out.” Amidst the zither music, Ye Yinzhu’s somewhat helpless voice stirred hope in the hearts of Xiang Luan and Haiyang.
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