The shattered Blazing Flame Barrier could no longer stop the Fire Dragon Artillery Regiment's torrent of bullets.
The army formation Mighty Lion Douluo had split apart himself became perfect targets to be struck one by one.
At a distance where the enemy's Soul Skills could not reach, the bullets' extreme range formed absolute suppression.
With their commander suffering a setback, they could still cast Soul Skills on their own to block.
But the overwhelming numbers and fixed-point strikes, along with strafing fire, could rapidly wear down their Soul Power while effectively stopping their advance.
What was even more terrifying was that at this moment, the main battery in the middle targeted the defensive Soul Skills gathered together and carried out precise destruction.
The oversized shoulder cannon shells had long since been ready. Under the operator's accurate shooting, terrifying explosions roared.
Scorching tongues of flame spewed from the cannon barrels.
But faster than sound and firelight was that high-speed spinning heavy penetration shell, piercing through the enemy defenses at astonishing speed and smashing into the crowd.
The instant the bullet collided, the explosives hidden inside also erupted.
Small flame mushroom clouds rose from where the shells exploded.
Dozens of mushroom clouds ignited across the battlefield. Hundreds of Spirit Masters at the core instantly melted, while thousands of Spirit Masters in the range of the fire splashes and shockwave spread were directly caught in the blast.
The elite army, already few in number, suffered even more disastrous losses under this wave of artillery baptism.
"Retreat, retreat!
Stop advancing!"
Mighty Lion Douluo, who had finally come fully awake, issued the order to retreat.
He himself stayed at the rear, once again blocking the artillery barrage.
Quan Yue waved his hand, stopping the batteries from continuing to waste bullets.
He said to Mighty Lion