Chapter 495
But soon, dark spatial rifts opened again from all directions, and one after another, Abyss cultists rushed toward Dvalin's feet from different directions.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Dvalin showed no mercy, bombarding every abyss cultist who showed his Abyss with concentrated air cannons, killing them one by one without any suspense.
Ying, carrying Paimon, flew high in the sky, watching the Abyss Cultists charge from all directions, only to be blasted to pieces by Dvalin. She gradually began to understand something:
"This is a 'besieging the enemy' strategy to ambush reinforcements'!"
"What? Original?"
"It's a siege and reinforcement strategy. Dvalin clearly understood that the Tiller Machine was very important to the Abyss Order, and they would do anything to take it. So, he deliberately left the Tiller Machine under his feet to force the Abyss believers to come to his death."
"Oh, I see. Normally, the people of the Abyss can come and go freely using spatial means, making them very difficult to catch. Now that such an opportunity has come up, Dvalin wants to go on a killing spree... What a clever dragon."
Paimon clapped his hands, then quickly covered his eyes with his hands.
Because it was too brutal.
None of the Abyss Herald that emerged could withstand a single blow; each one was torn to shreds by the air cannons, making the scene somewhat discordant.
But if Ying can see the situation, don't the Abyss Followers understand it too?
They knew it was a trap set by Dvalin, but even so, they rushed over regardless.
"Boom!!!"
Dvalin exhaled a breath that engulfed several Abyss Herald. Then, he suddenly looked down at his feet, gathering terrifying Elemental Power in his mouth, and unleashed a highly concentrated beam of light.
"Call out!"
A sharp Anemo Elemental Ray pierced the ground, annihilating an Abyss Herald that had dug a hole to approach below.
Dvalin snorted coldly, his murderous aura palpable:
"You guys can dig tunnels? Let's see if you can dig faster, or I can shoot faster!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The dragon lowered its head and continuously fired rays at the ground, penetrating deep into the earth and killing all the Abyss believers who tried to approach.
It seems that the Abyss Order's reckless actions were meaningless.
However, in the abyss just a hair's Abyss away, the Abyss Herald was observing and commanding the battle let out a cold laugh.
"Maintain this frequency! He's starting to panic! The Wind Dragon Dvalin is indeed terrifying; in a head-on confrontation, we have no chance of anything but total annihilation. However, our elites are not weak either; he needs to be slightly distracted every time he targets someone. So as long as our attack frequency is high enough, he will eventually be unable to cope."
"That way, before he kills us all, we might still have a chance to snatch that eye!"
No one thought of fighting back.
The Abyss Order does possess some trump cards capable of directly confronting a god, but they cannot use them here. Faced with a dragon that is almost equivalent to a god descending, their goal from beginning to end has only been to seize the eyes of the Tiller Machine.
And things did indeed go as the Abyss Believers had planned.
As they continued to charge from different directions, Dvalin's kill rate reached a critical point. Dvalin could no longer increase his kill speed, so the Abyss Followers were able to keep advancing, getting closer and closer to the ruins beneath his feet.
"Hurry! We must get the eye before the God of Wind intervenes, otherwise we will completely lose any chance of completing our plan!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
Dvalin's mind raced, constantly observing the battle and launching attacks, but he grew increasingly flustered and gradually lost his initial composure.
"Roar--"
How come there are as many believers in the Abyss as ants?
I can't take it anymore, let's unleash our ultimate move and clear the field!
Dvalin looked up at the sky, and the immense Anemo Elemental Power transformed into blue waves that swept across the sky and the earth, condensing into dense blue wind lines high up, pointing straight towards the ground.
"Heh~~"
However, just as he was about to annihilate this wave of Abyss believers, along with his own territory, a soft laugh accompanied by a freezing wind swept across the entire area.
"Gnawing on wooden stakes, biting into rice bags, these little rats of the Abyss are truly... everywhere!"
The alluring, smiling voice suddenly turned cold at the last moment. The Abyss Cultists, who were charging forward, also cooled down, frozen in Cryo.
"The eighth seat of the Fatui' Harbinger... Hmm, what seat was it after those two idiots died? Never mind, that's not important. I am the Fatui' Harbinger [La Signora], and also the diplomatic ambassador of the Snezhnaya. It is an honor to meet you here and to fight alongside you, Your Majesty, the Great Dragon of the East Wind."
"Um?"
Dvalin stopped his ground-cleansing attack, looked down, and stared at the Witch who had suddenly appeared.