"What poverty!" The Yin Clan sorcerer standing beside Yin Xuege sneered flippantly.
Indeed, Fanlu'er City was desperately poor. Its defensive barrier could not even cover the entire urban district; they could only temporarily divert the barrier's power to protect the section of wall under attack! And the Yin Clan? The Yin Clan City-State was at least twenty times larger than the Fanlu'er City before them, yet the entire Yin Clan was tightly protected by the Blood Mist Barrier!
"The Yin Clan's might is beyond anything these people can compare with!" Yin Xuege held the Blood Spirit Sword and could not help sneering as well.
The Yin Clan was the greatest threat to both the Great Berlin City-State and the Milan City-State. Because of that threat, the Great Berlin City-State and the Milan City-State had spent decades in a state of nervous vigilance, where even the rustling grass and swaying trees seemed like enemy soldiers. The Yin Clan's strength truly was beyond the imagination of ordinary humans.
As dozens of massive bombs fell, dazzling Demonic Script Talismans suddenly flashed across their shells. Dozens of fist-sized crystals violently collided inside each bomb, and all the energy within them erupted in an instant.
This was the Yin Clan's latest achievement of the past few years: combining human bombs with the crystal thunderbolts of the cultivation world. In this era when the Era of Dharma Decline was about to end but had not yet completely ended, such hybrid weapons possessed an absolutely terrifying destructive power.
Bright and the others simultaneously saw the Demonic Script Talismans flashing across the bombs. Their faces instantly turned deathly pale! They had seen the bombs fired by the Yin Clan's Mortar Cannons countless times, but they had never seen bombs engraved with Demon Talismans!
No one understood what that meant better than they did.
Bright, Sander, Fennice, and the young men and women in various robes beside them turned and left without saying a word. They leaped from the city wall at their fastest speed, then shot into the air and fled toward the depths of Fanlu'er City as quickly as they could.
The dozens of heavy bombs plunged straight toward the ground. Almost in a single line, they skimmed along the defensive barrier of Fanlu'er City's walls and embedded themselves neatly in the earth less than fifty meters outside the walls. One of the heavy bombs happened to strike the farmer who had been burned alive, shaking his charred remains into countless pieces of blackened charcoal that scattered through the air.
The bombs sank a full fifty meters underground. In the next instant, they all exploded simultaneously. Each bomb was packed with several tons of human-made high-energy explosives. Combined with the energy erupted by the dozens of crystals inside each bomb, a destructive shock wave rapidly spread outward from underground.
Yin Xuege and the others saw a straight, black-and-red mushroom cloud rise from beneath the earth, slowly spinning as it surged hundreds of meters into the sky.
A section of Fanlu'er City's metal wall stretching for several kilometers twisted like a serpent in agony, then floated lightly into the sky. Along with the thousands of human soldiers defending it, it disintegrated into countless fragments amid the black-and-red flames.
The earth trembled, and a crater more than a thousand meters in diameter appeared outside Fanlu'er City.
A terrifying shock wave came howling from ahead with a shrill whistle. The gale swept up the dirt and grass clippings across the plain, turning them into a black sandstorm that engulfed the entire Yin Clan army. But the Yin Clan had been prepared. The hundred Flying Magic Chariots simultaneously flared with dazzling light. Arranged according to some strange pattern, the Yin Clan's chariots linked together to form a massive defensive formation.
A blood-red curtain of light enveloped the entire Yin Clan army. The black sandstorm crashing into it sent countless ripples across the blood-red barrier, but it could not damage the barrier in the slightest.
The chaos caused by the explosion lasted for around three minutes. Once the shock wave passed and the dust gradually settled, the view became clear again.
A three-kilometer section of Fanlu'er City's wall had been completely wiped out, and the thousands of houses near the wall had long since been shattered by the impact. At least ten thousand soldiers from the Great Berlin City-State's security forces and several thousand hunters lay scattered across the ground, dead or wounded. This entire district had already been painted red with blood.
Several towers inside Fanlu'er City exploded at the same time. The violent backlash of energy detonated the energy cores of the barrier towers, while the many important buildings near them were shaken into ruins. The city's garrison also suffered thousands of casualties from the towers' explosions.
More deadly still, this violent explosion caused Fanlu'er City's defenders' morale to plummet straight to rock bottom. The soldiers and hunters from the Great Berlin City-State still barely retained a tiny, insignificant desire to resist, but the soldiers and militia of Fanlu'er City had long since become walking corpses. They threw down their weapons and fled toward the rear with wide, bewildered eyes.
A single bombardment from the Yin Clan army had completely crushed Fanlu'er City's resistance.
"Young Master Xuege, this is the power of our Yin Clan!" The sorcerer proudly controlled his soul-contract crow as it swept over Fanlu'er City. Through the crystal ball, they could see large numbers of soldiers and militia abandoning their weapons and fleeing, while the elite reinforcements from the Great Berlin City-State had also fallen into chaos after losing their commanders.
"Attack! Have the Blood Servant army begin its assault! Capture as many alive as possible—especially those elite soldiers from the Great Berlin City-State. Capture as many alive as possible!" Yin Xuege knew what best served the Yin Clan's interests. Those elite soldiers naturally had to be captured whenever possible. If they were willing to submit to the Yin Clan, they would be the finest candidates for the Blood Servant army.
Even if they refused to surrender, they would still make the best Blood Slave seeds! They were strong and sturdy, brimming with vitality, and their blood would be of immense use to the Juveniles of the Yin Clan and the other Yin Clan members!
Dead humans had no value whatsoever to the Yin Clan. Only living humans were precious wealth!
The defensive barrier formed by the Flying Magic Chariots dispersed. Thirty thousand Yin Clan Blood Servants brandished weapons of every kind, mounted Unicorn Blood Beasts, and charged toward Fanlu'er City like a violent gale. They constantly let out sharp whistles, each shrill cry unceasingly echoing like a Demons' shriek and repeatedly assailing the already shattered hearts of the humans inside Fanlu'er City.
A tall, obese middle-aged man stood despairingly atop the half-collapsed city wall, howling himself hoarse.
"Come back, all of you! Fight back! Fight back! You can't run! Fanlu'er City is finished! Do you all want to become food for the Demons?"
"Lord Bright! Lord Sander! Lady Fennice! Come back, all of you! Come back!"
"You can't abandon us! You can't do this! Your mission is to help us defend Fanlu'er City!"
A high-pitched wolf howl rang out, and Wumu had already been the first to charge into Fanlu'er City. He swung the horse-cutting sword in his hand. A mournful flash of cold light streaked past, and the tall, obese middle-aged man let out a miserable shriek as the upper half of his body flew far away with the sword's arc.
"Fennice, you little minx! Lord Wumu has come for you! None of you are allowed to run—you won't get away!"
High in the sky, a hundred Hell Three-Headed Dragon Eagles slowly flew past, carrying boundless terror.
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