Different

On the battlefield, after Ang and Lika joined forces to kill a Demon, they seized the brief moment of respite to rest back-to-back and encourage each other. Ang suddenly thought that if he could control the Qi force within his body and circulate it throughout himself, perhaps he could relieve his fatigue and restore his strength.

He closed his eyes, focused his attention, and tried to guide the Qi force to every part of his body. Very soon, Ang felt a warm current circulating through him, gradually easing the soreness and fatigue in his muscles. His strength slowly returned, and his spirits gradually lifted as well.

Lika noticed Ang's change and asked, "What are you doing, Ang?"

Ang smiled faintly and replied in a low voice, "I'm using Qi force to restore my strength. This may be the only way for us to keep fighting."

Encouraged by Ang, Lika also tried to regulate his breathing and recover his stamina. At the same time, Ang continued controlling the circulation of Qi force within his body while fending off the Demons' attacks. Every swing of his hand axe carried greater force than before, and every block was steadier and stronger.

The Demons quickly noticed that the human warriors before them had become more tenacious, their attacks more precise and powerful. They seemed to realize that these humans were different, and began to grow restless and enraged.

Ang and Lika fought side by side once more, their coordination becoming increasingly seamless. Ang used his hand axe to strike precisely at the Demons' necks, while Lika swiftly followed up with his longsword, each attack taking a Demon's life.

Meredith at the front of the battlefield soon received news of the Demons' surprise attack and immediately dispatched the Infantry Regiment that had just withdrawn from the battlefield to provide support.

While dealing with the Demons with ease, Ang suddenly wondered whether he could channel Qi force into the axe in his hand to enhance its power. He noticed that after the fierce battle, the axe blade had developed chips that weakened its lethality. Ang decided to test this bold idea immediately.

At first, Ang found it extremely difficult to guide Qi force into the axe. Whenever he tried to transmit it to the blade, the power always dissipated halfway. He furrowed his brow and continued trying, adjusting the flow of his Qi force again and again.

Ang continuously focused his mind, sensing the path of the Qi force's movement, and gradually grasped its pattern. He discovered that he had to control its speed and direction in order to make it adhere firmly to the axe blade. He slowly adjusted his breathing, gathered his focus and strength, and patiently guided the Qi force.

Finally, after several failures, Ang successfully condensed the Qi force onto the axe blade. He felt a powerful force envelop the axe, while its blade shimmered with a faint glow. This power made the axe sharper and sturdier, as if it had been completely renewed.

"Success!" Ang rejoiced inwardly as he swung the axe in his hand and felt an unprecedented power. This Qi force not only made the axe more powerful, but also made his attacks swifter and more precise.

Ang glanced at Lika behind him and said in a low voice, "Lika, I did it. Qi force can enhance the power of my weapon!"

Lika stared at the axe in Ang's hand in surprise. Seeing the glow emanating from its blade, he knew Ang was telling the truth. The two exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with confidence and hope.

After that, Ang continued fighting the Demons. Every swing of his axe carried powerful Qi force, and its blade carved through Demon flesh, unstoppable. The Demons discovered in shock that the human warrior before them had become even harder to deal with.

The axe blade wrapped in Qi force was clearly nothing like before. Previously, striking a Demon had been like chopping into solid pavement, leaving only the slightest mark. Now, the blade was extraordinarily sharp, and the Demons' leather armor tore beneath it like soft cloth with only a little force. Many Demons underestimated Ang and tried to withstand his axe with their bodies, only to be killed with ease.

The surrounding warriors were greatly heartened by Ang's performance. Inspired by his courage and strength, they fought with renewed effort. In a short time, with Lika's cooperation, Ang had already killed four Demons.

However, the Demons soon noticed Ang's unusual strength and began concentrating their efforts on him. Ang's pressure suddenly increased, and every moment became a struggle against their savage attacks. He shouted at Lika, "Captain, this won't work. They'll wear us down to death. Fall back toward the battlefield!"

Lika nodded, realizing they had to act. The two stood back-to-back and worked in close coordination as they fought and retreated. However, the Demons' attacks came without end, and Ang's arm shield was soon battered to pieces. Unable to defend with his arm any longer, he found himself in immediate danger.

"We have to move faster!" Ang shouted. He knew they had to retreat to a safer place as soon as possible.

During the retreat, Ang's hand axe remained wrapped in Qi force. With every swing, he tried to strike the Demons' vital points as precisely as possible, aiming for a killing blow each time. Despite the immense pressure, he still struggled to remain calm, driving back wave after wave of Demons with his axe blade.

Soon, the Infantry Regiment warriors who had come as reinforcements launched a fierce attack on the Demons. These warriors were the elite among elites, well-trained and well-equipped. Their numbers gave them the advantage, and they quickly began suppressing the Demons' assault.

The Infantry Regiment warriors wielded massive black swords, blades of incomparable sharpness. Every swing carried overwhelming force. Demons fell one after another beneath their greatswords, and the battlefield filled with flying blood and flesh as screams rose one after another.

Seeing his forces retreating step by step, Dawuyura roared in fury and personally charged onto the front lines. His figure moved across the battlefield like a black shadow. As a peak Level One existence, he possessed extraordinary combat power, and many warriors fell beneath his attacks.

However, the Infantry Regiment warriors quickly recognized Dawuyura's threat and began concentrating their forces to besiege him. Three or four warriors surrounded Dawuyura at once, coordinating seamlessly as they attacked and defended in orderly fashion. Though Dawuyura was formidable, even he felt the pressure of facing so many elite warriors.

The warriors gradually formed an encirclement, trapping Dawuyura within it. They swung their black greatswords, constantly battering at his defenses. Dawuyura's movements grew slower and slower, while the wounds on his body multiplied. Every counterattack he launched was cleverly neutralized by the warriors.

As more and more Demons were eliminated, the warriors' morale rose ever higher. They worked together and concentrated their attacks on Dawuyura. In the end, Dawuyura's strength failed him, and his defenses were completely shattered. Under the warriors' fierce assault, his body was pierced through by greatswords, blood spraying everywhere.

Dawuyura let out one final despairing roar, then collapsed to the ground and died. The warriors gathered around his corpse, breathing heavily, but victorious smiles appeared on their faces.

The Infantry Regiment warriors pressed their advantage, eliminating the remaining Demons one by one. As the battle ended, cheers erupted across the battlefield.

Ang and Lika lay exhausted on the ground nearby. The arrival of the Infantry Regiment warriors gave them a little comfort, but their strength had already been drained, and the restorative effects of Qi force were negligible. Their bodies were covered in blood—some Demon blood, some their own. They lay there with their eyes closed, doing everything they could to rest.

Ang's back and chest were covered in bloody claw marks left by the Demons. During the battle, he had repeatedly leaned forward and thrown himself backward, barely avoiding fatal injuries. Though his body had been badly wounded, he knew he had done everything he could and could no longer continue fighting.

Lika's condition was even more critical. Blood streamed down his back, and his left arm trembled from time to time, clearly badly injured. Lika's breathing was weak, and every breath seemed extremely difficult. He gritted his teeth and struggled to stay conscious, but his injuries had left him almost unable to move.

Ang barely managed to sit up. Seeing Lika's condition, his heart filled with worry. He tried to move closer, using the axe in his hand to support himself, but his limbs felt unbearably heavy. He could feel that his exhaustion had far exceeded what he could endure.

"Captain, are you all right?" Ang asked weakly, though he knew he might be unable to offer any further help.

Lika struggled to open his eyes and forced a smile. "I... I can hold on a little longer. We... we did well."

Ang barely forced out a smile. He knew that although the battle was over, their injuries needed treatment as soon as possible. They could only hope that the Infantry Regiment warriors would tend to them in time.

Around them, the Infantry Regiment warriors busied themselves with the aftermath of the battle. Some quickly carried them to a safe place and prepared to administer first aid. Ang's consciousness gradually blurred. He heard hurried footsteps and his comrades' shouts in the distance, but he could no longer take part.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already been carried to a temporary camp. Medical personnel were busily treating his wounds, and his body gradually relaxed. Ang felt a wave of weary drowsiness wash over him, and in the end, he sank into a deep sleep during treatment.