Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Inside the city, hundreds of Wetland Angels wantonly wreaked havoc, effortlessly slaughtering the Wild Pantheon army.

Outside the city, over a hundred thousand troops from the Swamp had already breached the defenses, working from inside and outside to instantly pierce through the defenses of the Heart of the Wild.

The situation had been completely reversed.

The warriors on the city walls watched helplessly as the Cold-blooded Cavalry charged in, not knowing how to counterattack.

The section of the wall above the city gate had already been cleared by the Wetland Angels, making it impossible to launch an attack from above.

This was the true meaning of helplessness, and at this moment, everyone clearly understood it.

In the sky, the Hawk Knights were gradually reaching the end under the siege by the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights and the Wetland Angels.

In front were the Ultimate Soldiers, and behind, the heavily armed Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights... how could they possibly fight?

The last batch of Hawk Knights was massacred, and the sky was completely cleared.

The Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights didn’t delay, quickly descending to use air superiority to influence the battlefield.

The already disadvantaged Wild Pantheon army was now in utter panic, having to face not only the fierce Cold-blooded Cavalry and Wetland Angels but also constantly worry about the sharp arrows from above.

Without command, even with faith holding them up, how could a headless fly stir up any waves?

Lear sensed the change in the battlefield situation and immediately issued orders.

"Isa."

"Your Majesty... at your command."

"Clear the field."

"As you wish!"

Isa’s cold voice fell, and she immediately urged the Swamp Giant Horned Deer beneath her, leading the Dark Night Hunters to advance into the city that had completely fallen into chaos.

The true Death God had entered the scene.

After the Cold-blooded Cavalry charged into the city, a part of them circled back to the walls from behind, clearing them with the most ferocious posture.

While the warriors on the walls were elites, at Level 15, they stood no chance against the Cold-blooded Cavalry, whose hidden attributes reached Level 18, had undergone multiple enhancements, and were fully armed.

Once the walls were secured, the Dark Night Hunters, under the leadership of Isa, ascended them one by one.

From a high vantage point, with an extremely wide line of sight and a range exceeding 500 meters, they covered the densest areas of the enemy troops behind the walls.

The Meteor Bow began to draw in rapid succession.

Arrows, with a whiz, pierced through the vulnerabilities of the Wild Pantheon army in front.

Every draw of the longbow yielded results.

With an exaggerated reserve of arrows, there was no need to worry about consumption issues.

Their slaughter efficiency was several times higher than that of the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast Knights!

Tens of thousands of Dark Night Hunters became snipers, making the slaughter exceptionally simple.

Although the Wild Pantheon army had lost the walls’ protection, they did not give up resistance.

They used their familiarity with the streets to form small charge formations, attempting to use mounted archery and long spears to halt the steps of the Cold-blooded Cavalry.

However, in the narrow streets, their proud maneuverability instead became their greatest restraint.

Becoming the best targets for the Dark Night Elves.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

No orders, no shouting, only a silent rain of death.

And after breaking out of the area near the walls, the streets suddenly widened, and the Cold-blooded Cavalry once again showcased their edge.

On a main road seventy to eighty meters wide, a Centaur legion of several thousand were on the other side attempting one last charge.

With long spears raised, shouting the names of their deities, the sound of hoofbeats thundered.

The Cold-blooded Cavalry saw this and instead showed some joy, forming a formation with two squadrons at the forefront, charging straight ahead.

Two cavalries charging at each other, their speed as fast as a rain of arrows.

In just a few breaths, they collided on the street.

Crunch~

Splatter~

Blood exploded instantly, with the Centaurs directly knocked flying and crushed, the Cold-blooded Cavalry like heavy tanks, crushing everything!

Iron hooves trampled through blood.

With the most domineering posture, they slaughtered their way through the street.

Looking back, there was only a mess of blood, and the dense stench made breathing sluggish.

Being attacked from both inside and outside, flanked, the command system collapsed, reinforcements cut off...

The Heart of the Wild’s resistance, lasting less than two hours, completely collapsed.

What followed was a massacre within the city!

In the third hour, the last organized Stag Cavalry Legion was completely annihilated in front of the temple in the Central Square, and the city belonging to the Wild Pantheon welcomed its new master!

The remaining resistance in the city seemed insignificant in front of the cold blades of the Swamp Divine Race Legion.

Large numbers of Centaurs and Bearman Warriors chose to commit suicide in despair, and in the vast city, not a single soldier surrendered.

The power of faith was enough to move anyone.

With the situation determined, Isa immediately arranged for personnel to take over the city.

Surviving captives were gathered and supervised; supplies in warehouses were inventoried, with heavy troops deployed to guard important strategic locations.

This city, after experiencing a short yet bloody war, quickly returned to peace.

Only the scattered bloody remains spoke of the recent horror.

Lear ignored these small issues, riding the Giant-Horned Deer King across the crimson streets, he slowly arrived at the Central Square.

At this moment, Wetland Angels patrolled the air, their gaze sharp as electricity, surveying the earth, extinguishing all dangers in their cradle.

Their fierce aura gave a strong sense of security.

Ignoring the rest, his gaze turned to the target of this visit—the towering Wild Temple.

Its outer walls were embossed with various fierce beasts, giving a sense of wildness.

The large doors were open, showcasing a majestic statue erected within the temple.