Chapter 1212 - 486: Exhausted
Kalande swung the massive wolf fang club in his hand, releasing a crimson aura, its formidable power causing the ground to crack open.
The scent of the abyss mixed with magma erupted from the fissure formed in the ground.
A straight line shot out, carving a deep trench.
The crimson aura dissipated invisibly, like an unseen attack had arrived.
"Bang!"
An explosion occurred.
The fire dragon ravaging the demon formation while moving was hit in the neck.
In an instant, the flames dispersed, and the powerful force shattered the fire dragon into scattered fireballs.
But as they spread apart, they suddenly exploded, forming a fiery vortex that expanded instantly. A strong suction pulled Kalande, several meters away, into it as well.
The vortex, with a diameter of about 30 meters, became the most dazzling attack on the battlefield in an instant.
Within the fiery vortex, lightning could even be seen traversing.
Although the range was about 30 meters, demons with weaker forces within 50 meters around were sucked in.
Due to its oversized body, the magma giant bull staggered and fell obliquely to the ground.
The magma cannon it carried on its back was also sucked away.
Its massive body, and ultimately the fact that this place didn’t belong to the abyss, caused the giant bull to tremble for a long while before it managed to climb up heavily.
And as the fiery vortex disappeared, Kalande flew out from within.
"Roar!"
He roared angrily, swinging the wolf fang club in his hand, continually attacking the city wall and the location where Alka was from afar.
Attack after crimson attack smashed down like cannonballs.
Like enormous iron fists.
A semi-transparent energy shield appeared outside the fortress.
A few attacks struck the shield, causing ripples, but didn’t completely break it.
Yet, that strange power actually penetrated the shield and hit inside.
Nearby, Kans used some treasure to deflect these forces, causing them to crash into the city wall, creating cracks and dents.
And at this moment, looking at Kalande’s appearance, the temperature of the flames hadn’t burned him, but the attack inside wasn’t just temperature, revealing large-scale damage to his skin.
This damage fully recovered in about a few minutes.
But at least in this first encounter, he suffered some losses.
After venting his anger, Kalande flapped his wings and stayed atop the magma giant bull again.
"If usual, this reckless fool would definitely be the vanguard among demons.
He would have already charged towards the city wall, unlike now."
Anaphel explained to Alka, also implying that this demon seemed intended to lure Alka away from the city wall.
After all, the city wall and fortress within the magic shield remained safe until breached.
Once away from the wall, leaving the shield, the outside becomes virtually open territory for demons to ravage.
It’s already tainted by demons and the abyss, nearly turning into the domain of the abyss.
There’s no spatial barrier either. With the demon space’s talent, they could easily set multiple traps for Alka in that region.
Another demon flew from behind, directly passing by Kalande’s side, seemingly paused beside him for a moment.
That brief pause made Kalande roar in anger for a long time.
It’s obvious from the demon’s nature, the demon that flew past him must have cursed him thoroughly.
This is a very pure force demon, with strength comparable to Kalande. After flapping its wings, it flew directly towards the fortress.
Many demon vanguards had already arrived under the city wall, climbing or flying, avoiding ranged attacks.
Some powerful demons had used their flying capability to reach the edge of the city wall.
"Hold is more rational compared to the reckless Kalande, and he knows a lot of spell-like magical powers.
Among demons, he is a rare, rational, intelligent demon warrior."
Anaphel introduced to Alka, then directly walked towards the edge of the city wall.
He pulled out two long swords hung at his waist.
Akka only then noticed that the sword on her right waist was a one-handed sword, while the other was a slender long saber.
The long saber appeared delicate, almost like a piece of art, with the blade adorned with numerous patterns and the hilt embellished with reliefs and gemstones.
Conversely, the one-handed long sword appeared exceptionally plain, only suggesting its sharpness.
Anaphel forcefully pushed off, moving like an arrow, with weapons crossed at the front, charging towards the force demon.
Clearly, that force demon had been targeting Anaphel all along.
Demon long swords appeared in its hands.
One in each hand, brimming with scorching heat.
In an instant, they fought together.
Their battle stayed roughly four to five meters above the wall, extremely fast.
Wherever they passed, both demons and guards on the wall swiftly cleared a space to avoid being accidentally killed.
Watching this, Alka withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere.
He did not act hastily, as he hadn’t fully understood the status of the defenders and their respective defended areas.
Acting rashly might disrupt some arrangements he was unaware of; he needed to observe more carefully first.