616: Chapter 194 Heavenly Coercion Destruction Kill, Old Dragon Song of the Deep Sea (Part 1) 616: Chapter 194 Heavenly Coercion Destruction Kill, Old Dragon Song of the Deep Sea (Part 1) The yellowish Douqi instantly permeated the air, and before the opposing archers could launch their first attack, five hundred Dong Long soldiers had already leaped onto the rooftops.
At the same time, almost simultaneously, a chorus of roars erupted, and a vast yellow light instantly enveloped all the Qin City warriors, including the Dong Long soldiers as they soared into the air, all within the range of the Claw Druids’ Roaring Magic.
After being baptized by the Roaring Magic, each warrior was shrouded in a layer of yellow light, a veil that greatly enhanced their offensive power.
After the roar, the Claw Druids had transformed into giant bears, and although they didn’t look as ferocious as the Behemoth Beasts, the over six-meters-tall bear warriors were undeniably formidable adversaries to any regular soldier.
The coordination among the trained military units in the past two months was fully demonstrated at this moment.
After roaring and transforming, the Claw Druids immediately split into two rows, stepping aside to clear the central path.
As the Claw Druids were engaging, the Raptor Druids also took flight at the first opportunity, but their time in the air was extremely brief.
After taking off, they instantly arrived at the rear of the Qin City troops, releasing a swath of swirling magic at once.
Three hundred Raptor Druids acted simultaneously, forming a massive barrier of tornadoes that shielded the rear of the Qin City soldiers, making it difficult for enemies to quickly attack from behind or the sides.
By the time the Qin City contingent had pleted these actions, their enemies had also reacted.
Following Hilton’s angry mand, countless arrows flew toward the Qin City warriors like locusts.
Rage-filled roars rose once more, this time from Glacis.
The creature had deliberately eaten less in the previous city, saving his appetite for a big meal in Phaedra City, but unexpectedly walked into an enemy’s trap.
This oute infuriated him; whoever dared to block a War Behemoth’s meal was surely his greatest enemy.
The behemoth’s massive body started to move, regardless of whether the streets ahead were wide or narrow, he charged forward with great momentum.
The Claw Druids immediately passed by Glacis’ side to the rear.
As per their coordinated battle role, they needed to protect the ranged Tree Spirit Druids and the less offensive Raptor Druids.
After the Claw Druids retreated and Glacis charged forward, the War Behemoth immediately became the arrowhead for the Qin City forces.
Atop the neighboring rooftops, where a yellow glow filled the air, the Flore batants mistook it for yellow Douqi, not realizing that their nightmare had already arrived.
The Dong Long soldiers, wearing light armor but with Douqi strong enough to deflect arrows, swung their longswords, bringing each of the Four Martial Arts Sects’ swordsmanship techniques to the pinnacle of slaughter.
Blood spewed from all around, and five hundred powerful Dong Long soldiers immediately cleared the vicinity of the hundreds of archers on the rooftops.
“Glacis, go full force,” Ye Yinzhu manded coldly as he sat atop Glacis’ back, and simultaneously, he had already sheathed Augustus’ sword and taken out the Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither.
Glacis roared skyward and, mid-rampage, lifted both front hooves, then slammed them down in what was his specialty: War Trample.
This was the first time Glacis used this terrifying skill in a city.
As his front legs hit the ground, a massive shockwave spread out in a fan shape.
A horrific scene ensued.
As if Phaedra City had undergone an earthquake, all buildings crumbled to pieces before the vast shockwave, which formed a ruinous stretch more than five hundred meters long and over two thousand meters wide in front of Glacis, even before he charged into the well-prepared ranks of Flore’s Heavy Cavalry Corps.
Indeed, this was the power of War Trample and the terror of a War Behemoth.
Even Ye Yinzhu couldn’t help but be secretly shocked.
With that one stomp, Glacis had taken out at least five thousand Flore soldiers—the ones stationed closest for defensive purposes against their breakout.
“Damn it,” Hillary said, agape at the scene.
The Qin City soldiers had moved too swiftly; by the time they had reacted, Glacis had already begun his charge.
The moment his War Trample was initiated, the seven rank Nine Giant Dragons in mid-air shook simultaneously, hastily ascending to avoid being touched by that fearsome energy.
Such was the pressure exerted by a Divine Beast.
With the path ahead clear, the Behemoth Beasts following close behind Glacis also deployed their formation.
Facing numerous enemies, the Behemoth Beasts knew only one effect that could arise—boiling beast blood.
They entered a berserk state immediately, hundred-inch claws protruding from their paws, following Glacis and charging towards the enemy line ahead.
Ye Yinzhu felt no fear in his heart; he had dared to charge into the midst of tens of thousands of enemies with only Zi at his side, let alone now that he had the pany of thousands of Qin City’s strong.
Could an army of 150,000 really stop us?
Only one way to find out.
In this desperate situation, Ye Yinzhu’s fighting spirit was greatly aroused.
His formidable strength burst forth without hesitation.
His gaze turned exceedingly cold, and he sat on the back of Glacis, unmoved by Glacis’s movements, as steady as Mount Tai.
At the same time, his hands began to move.
The Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither on Ye Yinzhu’s knee was a dark yellow color, its patterns clear and distinctive.
Dressed in white, with black hair and the ancient zither, even amidst thousands of troops, his refined aura remained infectious to all around him.
“Harsh winter breezes, jingling of the jade pendants.
Heavenly Coercion Destruction Kill, Old Dragon Song of the Deep Sea.” These four softly chanted lines were so indistinct that not even the Behemoth Beasts behind Glacis could hear them clearly.
Yet during his recitation, a total of seven deep purple haloes rose up, flying towards the seven giant dragons in the sky.
Facing the War Trample of the War Behemoth Glacis, if you’re not afraid, then one thing is certain, you are definitely not human.
Whether soldiers from Flore or those from Landias and Bo Pang, they are still humans after all.
Watching as buildings and panions before them were reduced to ruins, how could the outer soldiers dare to charge?
In mid-air, the seven giant dragons and their Dragon Knights had just reacted when seven deep purple haloes had already risen.
Before the Dragon Knights could mount an attack, their dragon mounts were the first to furiously unleash their breaths.
The dragons clearly sensed the terror contained within the deep purple energy.
Zi, just like Ye Yinzhu, was sitting quietly on Glacis’s back, not participating in the war.
Through their soul connection, he was very clear about what his task was now.
Ye Yinzhu’s eight fingers on both hands moved simultaneously, and a stream of cold, stern zither notes drifted from his fingertips.
Each of the simplest notes sounded like the low mourning of a giant dragon, touching the heart, while the grand and magnificent music could only be heard by himself and the seven deep purple haloes in the sky.
When the seven frantically spouting breaths contacted those seven deep purple haloes, a strange scene unfolded; the deep purple haloes pletely ignored this terrible energy attack.
Even the breath of rank Nine giant dragons couldn’t affect them in the slightest.
As the breaths blasted towards the ground below, inadvertently injuring many Flore soldiers, the seven deep purple haloes shrouded the bodies of the seven giant dragons at the first opportunity.
Zither music was, after all, Ye Yinzhu’s strongest ability, as his true profession was that of a Divine Music Master, or rather, a Zither Mage.
Since arriving in Flore from Milan, he hadn’t had a chance to calm down and play the zither.
But now, amidst tens of thousands of troops, Ye Yinzhu began his performance because he had panions by his side, panions capable of protecting him.
A faint purple crystal spread from Zi’s body, forming a vast shield that covered both him and Ye Yinzhu.
No matter how powerful the arrows flying around were, they could not leave the slightest mark on this shield.
Two brilliant purple lights shot out from Ye Yinzhu’s black pupils, gone were the usual clarity and elegance, replaced by the cold, murderous light in his eyes.
Just like Oliveira had lamented, when it came to the bigger picture, no one in Qin City pared to Ye Yinzhu.
As the battle began, he had already decided on his course of action.
Only by utterly destroying those seven giant dragons in the sky could the Qin City forces have a chance to retreat unscathed.
Otherwise, if each of the seven giant dragons cast a Forbidden Curse, the Behemoth Beasts and the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry might withstand it, but what of the others?
Their chances of survival would be slim.
Therefore, as Glacis exerted its power, Ye Yinzhu’s rendition of “Soaring Dragon Technique,” which once saved Qin City, also resonated in timely fashion.
Seventh Rank Zi rank, for Ye Yinzhu, meant Seventh Rank Ziwei Qinxin, also known as Seventh Rank Qinxin Slaughter.
Having reached this high level of Zi rank, it was his first time unleashing the power of his zither music.
Even he didn’t know the terror that the Qinxin Slaughter would unleash through the performance of “Soaring Dragon Technique.”
Rings of surging dark purple light erupted from Ye Yinzhu, converging into seven beams of light that connected with the purple haloes entwined around the seven giant dragons in the sky.
This grand and surging zither music, under the effect of his unique Divine Music Halo, could only be heard by those seven giant dragons.
(To be continued.
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