622: Chapter 196: The Zither Emperor’s Rage (Part 1)_1 622: Chapter 196: The Zither Emperor’s Rage (Part 1)_1 “Grim Reaper Dragon Wolves, strike and retreat.” Ye Yinzhu’s clear voice carried far, amplified by the powerful Douqi.
The Death God Soldiers, holding long spears in their right hands and drawing heavy swords with their left, fiercely hacked away at their foes and, under Ye Hongyan’s leadership, casually turned around within the enemy formation and rushed towards the flank, stepping over the corpses of their enemies.
If the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry were to charge forward regardless of the cost, they could definitely break through those thirty thousand Flore Cavalry.
However, how many casualties that would cause was anyone’s guess.
To an observer, the initial ferocious attack of the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry that decimated thousands of enemy soldiers was devastating.
As the mander of Qin City, Ye Yinzhu knew very well that after choosing this method of attack, the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry were not suited for a drawn-out battle.
With the previous damage suffered within the city, he was unwilling to witness any more reductions in the ranks of Qin City fighters.
That’s why he issued the order to retreat immediately.
Ye Hongyan, with bloodshot eyes, cast a fierce look at the Blood Color Guard behind the enemy Cavalry.
Although reluctant, executing orders had been instilled as the foremost duty in the Death God Soldiers’ hearts ever since the founding of the Three Hundred Grim Reapers.
The three hundred Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry moved towards the flank, but their weapons continued to reap the lives of their opponents.
King Delavalle sat atop his Golden Crystal Tyrant Dragon, stupefied by the scene before him, muttering to himself, “How is this possible?
Can human Cavalry truly be this powerful?” At this moment, he began to understand why Kusler was led down the path of defeat after the Milan Eastern Legion was joined by a few thousand Qin City Warriors.
Though the enemy numbered only a few thousand, the bat strength of the warriors who made up this army was terrifyingly formidable.
The horror the people of Flore faced was far from over.
While the Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry moved towards the flank, the massive bodies of Zi and Ming had already reached the enemy’s front line.
Zi and Ming roared in unison, and even without a fierce attack, they exploded with an inparable might, a prestige that belonged solely to Divine Beasts.
A terrifying scene unfolded.
As Zi and Ming roared together, the enemy’s Flore Cavalry Corps, like the tide, fell to the ground en masse.
All the mounts shivered in fear.
Even the carefully chosen dragons ridden by the Blood Color Guard lay prostrate, too terrified to even contemplate resistance.
This was the oppressive power that higher ranked Magical Beasts exerted over the lower ones.
The pressure from Divine Beasts was simply too horrifying for ordinary creatures.
The mounts of the ordinary Heavy Cavalry, for the most part, had already lost control of their bowels in terror.
To not die from fright was already quite an achievement, let alone continuing to fight.
“Zi,” Ye Yinzhu called out in a low voice, lightly leaping up with a tap on Zi’s shoulder.
Zi and Ye Yinzhu were in perfect sync.
Zi’s massive body quickly spun on the spot, using the rotation to generate greater force, and slammed a punch under Ye Yinzhu’s feet.
In an instant, Ye Yinzhu shot forth like a cannonball, heading straight for where King Delavalle was.
The Golden Crystal Tyrant Dragon beneath King Delavalle was just as paralyzed on the ground from Zi and Ming’s roars, its eyes filled with horror.
However, this dragon was evidently the strongest of its kind.
Though afraid, it had not yet reached the point of losing control.
“Protect His Majesty,” Dario shouted upon noticing Ye Yinzhu flying in from afar.
He urgently bellowed the mand.
Ye Yinzhu’s speed was incredibly fast—if he were to reach King Delavalle, it would be catastrophic.
The guards by King Delavalle’s side were undoubtedly the elite of the Flore kingdom’s elite.
Instantly, several hundred Flore Soldiers, radiating with strong Douqi, leaped into the air towards the direction of the ining Ye Yinzhu.
They raised their weapons, attempting to intercept him.
Ye Yinzhu’s eyes were cold, a calm that was more terrifying than bloodlust.
As he soared forward, the Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither had already quietly appeared in his embrace.
With his left hand cradling the Zither and his right hand hooked onto seven strings.
As warriors with at least Green rank Douqi from all directions closed in on him just as his descent began, Ye Yinzhu moved his right hand.
The seven strings he was hooked onto were simultaneously pulled back, and at that moment, he closed his eyes.
An eerie scene occurred.
A deep amethyst light, with a faint grayish airflow, suddenly burst forth from Ye Yinzhu’s forehead.
When his four fingers released the pulled strings, that ring of deep amethyst light dispersed in all directions like a circular Light Knife, utterly silent during its expansion.
Those who lunged at Ye Yinzhu, all of them with Douqi above the green level and being the strongest force hidden by King Delavalle, surrounded him.
Even though there were no War Masters of Zi rank, there were more than ten Samurai of the Blue rank.
The ten Venus Dragon Knights whom Ye Yinzhu encountered initially were selected and trained from this special Imperial Guard under Delavalle.
When hundreds of powerful warriors descended upon Ye Yinzhu, the mere airflow generated by their Douqi in the air had already halted his forward movement; however, just as the fastest Blue rank warrior was about 10 meters away from him, the Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither within him unleashed the faint gray, deep amethyst-colored Sound Blade.
At this moment, Delavalle had just regained his posure, but his eyes instantly froze when he saw what unfolded before him.
How could this be possible?
Several hundred Douqi and their owners simultaneously froze in mid-air, while the core they enveloped, the man in the white robe with long black hair, was slowly descending from the sky.
When Ye Yinzhu next opened his eyes, all that appeared in their depths was weariness, profound weariness.
The Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither retracted into the Sumeru Divine Ring amidst a ray of light, and as he descended from the heavens, he resembled a Heaven’s God descending to earth.
Yet what awaited him below were thousands of Flore cavalry.
As Ye Yinzhu descended gently to about ten meters above the ground, the previously frozen hundreds of warriors finally moved, not of their own accord, but due to the pull of gravity.
Hundreds of Douqi burst simultaneously in the air, dazzling like fireworks, but these fireworks, like their owners’ lives, shone only briefly.
Hundreds of figures fell from the sky, heavily crashing into the Flore battle formation, producing a series of dense booms that only added to the pandemonium among the already panicked Flore cavalry.
“Zi,” Ye Yinzhu called out wearily, his voice calm.
An illusory purple light split from him, coalescing beneath him into the massive figure of an Amethyst Behemoth that replaced Ye Yinzhu in a heavy descent into the enemy ranks.
At this moment, the spot where Zi landed was the densest area of the Flore cavalry formation.
With Zi’s appearance, poised to catch the descending Ye Yinzhu, he grasped Ye Yinzhu’s legs and, with great force, flung him upwards, “Ming, catch.”
Propelled by Zi’s tremendous strength, Ye Yinzhu’s white figure soared into the sky, reaching a height of several hundred meters, flying far out of the enemy’s battle formation while the Mountain Giant Ming had long been waiting outside.
Ascending almost as if free from gravity, Ye Yinzhu felt his entire body lighten.
The move he had just made with the Void Sound Blade had displayed the perfect culmination of his recent cultivation.
The enemy’s trap had ignited the rage within him to the utmost.
Was this it?
No, of course not.
Merely killing some soldiers wouldn’t leave the people of Flore with a lasting memory.
Recklessly attacking the enemy’s formation, Ye Yinzhu naturally had his ultimate purpose.
This was the true rage of the Zither Emperor.
His body drifted backward, but Ye Yinzhu’s hand, clutching the Sumeru Divine Ring, flicked forward.
A dazzling golden light abruptly appeared.
As the Flore soldiers below looked up at this terrifying presence, the sphere of golden light seemed to take on an ominous significance.
That golden light contained a ballista, around two meters in height, with a base on which it stood, radiating a dark golden glow.
Above it was a large bow, about three meters wide.
Without any crossbow arrows, there was a very plex mechanism underneath the ballista, and this mechanism was encased in a huge dark golden gemstone.
At this time, acpanying Ye Yinzhu’s aerial retreat, it floated in front of him about a meter away like it was attached to him.
Surging dark golden mists burst forth from the God-killing Crossbow, the artifact renowned for its strong offensive power, influencing Ye Yinzhu’s body.
He stepped his right foot forward onto the crossbow’s protruding pedal and leaned towards the God-killing Crossbow.
In an instant, the surging golden light flared up violently, emitting a burst of intense dark golden luminance.
A huge dark golden light sphere appeared, followed by low, pleasant metallic grinding noises.
The gemstone itself seemed to melt halfway, flowing over Ye Yinzhu’s body with intricate patterns, the golden light flickering around him as he became one with it.
The golden armor created by the God-killing Crossbow covered Ye Yinzhu.
Floating in the air, he resembled a War God descending to earth.
Behind him, vast gold-and-red wings spread out on either side of his body, stabilizing his retreating form.
Ye Yinzhu’s arms, encased in thick armor, simultaneously extended to his sides.
Perhaps because it had been too long since he last demonstrated his power, a strong dark golden light shot into the sky, the clanging sound as dense as popping beans.
(To be continued.
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