Chapter 586: Giant Elephant Trample
The mammoth war elephant was the first to engage the enemy.
Twenty rare level 35 bosses simultaneously stood upright, their forelegs raised high, before slamming down heavily—【Giant Elephant Stomp】!
Twenty fan-shaped shockwaves exploded simultaneously, as if the earth had been struck by twenty invisible giant hammers, sending mud and gravel flying into the sky.
The hundred or so Xuanjia Horned Rhinoceroses at the forefront were blown away by the shockwave. Their massive bodies tumbled in the air and crashed into the group of Demon Sect disciples behind them, clearing a bloody and mangled clearing.
"Elephant archers, fire freely! Mages, fire!" roared the Awakened commander atop the elephant.
Arrows and spells rained down from the elephants' backs, the enchanted arrows leaving trails of light as they exploded in sprays of blood among the horned rhinoceros herd.
But the five hundred armored rhinoceroses were no pushovers. They charged at incredible speed, hundreds of them flanking the mammoth war elephants and crashing straight into the Templar cavalry line.
"Holy Light Charge!"
Fifteen thousand cavalrymen fired their lances simultaneously, and pale golden holy flames connected from the tips of their lances to form a surging sea of light. The entire cavalry line, like a red-hot steel blade, plunged fiercely into the herd of horned rhinoceroses.
The moment the first rank of cavalry lances struck the rhinoceros's carapace, the explosion was like a muffled thunder. The lance shafts shattered inch by inch, the warhorses neighed and fell over, and the rhinoceros was also sent flying by the enormous impact, smashing over an entire group of demonic sect disciples behind it.
"Don't stop! Charge in!" the knight commander roared.
A Templar Knight was struck head-on by the Armored Horned Rhinoceros, staggering back several meters with his horse. His holy shield suddenly lit up, managing to withstand the second impact.
He gritted his teeth, turned his hand and fired a shot, plunging it deep into the rhinoceros's eye socket.
"kill!"
"Crush them!"
The silver torrent did not stop for a moment. Fifteen thousand cavalrymen tore through the Xuanjia Horned Rhinoceros Formation like butter. Wherever the spear tips passed, the Black Armor Demon Sect disciples fell in droves, their screams swallowed by the iron hooves and holy flames.
What truly terrified the Blood Abyss Demon Sect's central army were the two hundred-plus third-stage awakened individuals.
They charged at the forefront of the group, their speed far exceeding that of the Templar Knights, like unsheathed swords, directly cutting into the depths of the horned rhinoceros herd.
A third-stage awakened being wielding two axes is the most ferocious.
He swung his two axes like the wind, splitting the skull of a horned rhinoceros with one axe, and sweeping the other axe across, cutting six demonic sect disciples in half at the waist.
He laughed heartily, blood splattered all over his face: "Awesome! This is what ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) war should be like!"
The Awakened One with the Double Axes got carried away with the killing and leaped up, crashing into the densest area of horned rhinoceroses like a cannonball.
With a double axe strike, a black-armored rhinoceros was split in two from head to tail, and a spray of blood rose three meters high.
The moment he landed, he stomped his foot, and the shockwave knocked over a dozen demonic sect disciples around him. Before they could get up, the axe light swept past like a whirlwind, and heads and limbs flew into the air together.
A third-stage awakened cultivator wielding a staff flashed by, the staff's shadow like a dragon.
He slammed his staff into the ground, using the force to propel himself into the air. The staff traced a half-moon shape in the air, and wherever the wind from the staff passed, seven or eight outer disciples were smashed, their bones broken and their tendons ripped, flying away with screams.
"A bit sturdier than the ragtag soldiers on the city wall, but nothing special."
As he landed, he flicked the end of his staff, striking another disciple who was trying to launch a sneak attack, causing him to spit out blood.
A female Awakened One, armed with a gun, moved with lightning speed. She held a silver spear, its tip striking repeatedly, each strike precisely piercing the enemy's throat.
Her figure weaved through the crowd like a silver swallow; before the blood from the spear tip had even touched the ground, she had already charged into the next group of enemies.
She unleashed a single sweep of her spear, its blade flashing like a fan, and five disciples of the Demonic Sect fell to the ground simultaneously.
A third-stage awakened being, resembling a spellcaster, stood still.
He simply raised his hand, and dozens of wind blades condensed in the air, shooting out in all directions like locusts.
Wherever the wind blade passed, severed limbs and broken arms flew everywhere, clearing a vacuum within a twenty-meter radius.
The Demon Sect's central army intended to disrupt the pursuit rhythm of the Beacon Fire Territory with a charge, but they underestimated the impact of more than two hundred third-stage awakened warriors.
Those awakened ones disregarded formations and battle lines, charging into the central army and wreaking havoc. Blood splattered, screams filled the air, and the central army formation was torn apart from the front.
Five hundred Xuanjia Horned Rhinoceroses fell to the ground under the combined attack of the mammoth war elephants and the third-level awakened warriors, while the remaining ones struggled and howled in agony amidst the siege of the Templar Knights.
"Hold on! Hold on for me!" The grandmaster who remained in the air was still shouting in vain.
The louder they shouted, the faster the demonic sect disciples below fled.
The central army's lines collapsed within just twenty minutes of contact.
The outer disciples and menial disciples fled north like an avalanche, leaving weapons, flags, and helmets behind.
The army of Feng Huo Ling followed closely behind, slaughtering their way across the wilderness, leaving corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.
This land, fifty miles north of Hangu Pass, has been completely turned into a graveyard for the Blood Abyss Demon Sect's central army.
...
One hundred li north of Hangu Pass.
A gigantic teleportation portal rose from the wasteland, its dark red light curtain resembling a vertical sea of blood, staining the entire northern sky a dark red.
The fleeing soldiers of the Blood Abyss Demon Sect's central army poured into the portal like a mudslide.
The flag fell, the swords were lost, and the armor was thrown away. Of the hundreds of thousands of people who were able to squeeze through that door, less than 30% were able to do so.
In the air, a thousand meters above, Lin Feng's opponent had changed.
A moon-white figure hovered about fifty meters in front of him, its skirt billowing to one side in the high-altitude wind, revealing the edges of dark red runes.
She looked to be in her early twenties, with fair skin and delicate features that looked as if they had been painted stroke by stroke. Her long, dark gray hair was pinned back with a blood-red hairpin, and a few strands fell to the side of her face.
She held a dark red whip in her right hand, the whip hanging at her side, and the information floating above her head was: 【Burying Flowers · Celestial Realm · Level 49】.
“Young master keeps staring at me, I really feel shy.” Zanghua’s voice was not loud, but the last syllable rose slightly.
Her eyes sparkled, and she leaned a little closer: "Young master is so handsome and so skilled in martial arts, I truly admire him greatly."
She sighed softly, as if she were speaking of something deeply regrettable. "How about... we stop fighting and find a quiet place with me, have a drink, and talk? What do you say, young master?"
Lin Feng simply looked at her calmly, as if gazing into a deep pool of water, his eyes devoid of any ripples.
Zanghua flew a little closer, her red lips slightly pouting: "Why isn't the young master speaking? Could it be... that you don't think much of me? I'm so heartbroken."
As she spoke, her long whip moved like an invisible wind, quietly circling around Lin Feng's left.
Just as the whip tip was about to strike, Lin Feng shifted his body to the side, avoiding the dark red trajectory. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and three blazing spear beams were instantly unleashed.
The golden spear light tore through the wind high in the sky, heading straight for the burial flowers in a triangular pattern.
"What a cruel heart."
She chuckled softly, but her moon-white figure drifted backward like a petal blown by the wind, with three spear beams grazing her waist, shoulder, and hair.
"Young master, you don't care about me at all."