Chapter 543
The god revealed His urgency, but Yuki, who was in even greater trouble, remained unfazed, leading everyone except him to believe that everything was under control.
Using the essential item to lure the enemy away from their mountain stronghold, Sorion knew it was a poor strategy, but he had no choice but to do it. He then exploited the information asymmetry to firmly pin the hatred on the Flame-Chaser.
Whether the Flame-Chaser appear is not a necessity, but once blinded by greed, it's difficult to retreat.
He had thought that even if he couldn't take the Chaos Furnace Flame with him, he could still make a deal with Yuki. He didn't expect the latter to feint and use a trick to fool both of them.
This is what is meant by "one peach kills two warriors".
Sorion was too busy to spare any attention. The Abyss Grade had completely collapsed, and more and more people were rushing out of the Abyss Grade, joining forces with the demon army led by Kalpas to attack from both sides.
With no leader, the already suspicious Demon-Hunting Army retreated while fighting, and the gods seized the opportunity to spread rumors and mislead the masses.
"Sorion is the traitor! Are you blind? He murdered the other five chief gods!"
"This thing is called the Chaos Furnace Flame. Once ignited, it will scorch everything. Do you want to become the sinners who destroy the world?"
"Great Sage of Lighthouse City, consult your ancient texts and see if I am right."
Verbal sparring should be Yuki to professionals. If Yuki were to spout off on the battlefield, he'd only be met with the question, "Who are you?"
But the gods are gods after all, and their words still have some effect. The matter suddenly escalated to the inner workings of the Divine Race, and seeing is believing, Sorion did indeed use the authority of other chief gods.
How do you explain this? Did we really do something wrong?
The Demon-Hunting Army formed a giant square formation, looking at each other in dismay. The mission to seal off the Abyss Grade had failed, and the losses were considerable.
I have 15,000 left, but I've reached my Limit.
Yuki quietly clenched his fist. It would be best if the Demon-Hunting Army defected at the last minute. The people who broke out of the Abyss Grade were exhausted. They had come out under the Chaos Furnace Flame, and every second they had to consume a huge amount of energy.
The authority of the gods remained, and the persuasive words had taken effect. Something seemed to explode in the air, with countless embers flying and disappearing into the air.
Divine Punishment Heavenly Thunder.
The lightning was completely invisible; the immense power pierced the sea of fire like a spear, exploding and reducing everything to nothingness.
The Flame-Chaser were no match for the enraged god, who had no way out and was about to become the enemy of the world from his lofty position as the supreme deity.
"Are we really going to take action? We can persuade these foolish humans with a little more effort."
"Yes, we've exhausted ourselves and need to rest."
"The team's composition is too diverse; I need to make adjustments to command them effectively."
The gods objected, and even Dias felt that Yuki too hasty. He should at least let everyone recover. They had just emerged from the Abyss Grade and were now facing the god of the sky. Who could bear it?
"No, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Next time, no one will risk their life to hold off Sorion." Yuki shook his head without hesitation. Of course, he couldn't say that the Divine Torch had been activated, Reincarnation Game's gaze would immediately fall upon them.
Why doesn't he return? Because once he's started, he has to see it through to the end. This instance must break free from the Reincarnation Game, otherwise, the consequences will be endless.
Yuki took the spear, mounted his winged horse, and roared at the hesitant crowd, "I am about to return! If you don't fight now, you won't even have the chance to fight later!"
These words were a wake-up call. The gods all knew that the outsider would leave sooner or later, and they knew that things would only get truly complicated if Yuki left.
Sorion only needs to slip through the Gate of the Divine Realm to have countless opportunities to make a comeback.
"Our only chance! The enemy is terrified, Sorion is also heavily weakened. We must not let them escape. Follow me—"
Yuki kicked the horse's belly, and it shot off like an arrow.
"Godslaying!"
This choice was not rational; with multiple forces combined, everything was in chaos. But Yuki understood that what was needed at this moment was not rationality, but rather this determination to go all out.
"Let it be chaotic, anyway, the enemy is already on the verge of collapse!"
Dias waved his hand, scattering the Abyss Fortress Legion everywhere, but he didn't bother to organize the troops and simply followed them.
As soon as the war commander moved, the golden-armored soldiers everywhere followed suit, and as the golden-armored soldiers caught up, the Sea Demon who had been fighting alongside him also charged forward.
"Dragon warriors, your freedom is today!" The Dragon King no longer hesitated, realizing this was also a good opportunity. Once Sorion made his move, who knew what other tricks he might pull.
The hundred dragons soared into the sky, while the demons beside them, led by Kalpas, had already charged ahead.
The few remaining demons looked at each other, too lazy to think further. Since they were just supporting characters, they might as well play their part to the end.
They've all gone mad. There's no formation, no organization. They just charge forward headlong into the fray, even though they don't need to lift a finger.
The gods were completely dumbfounded. The entire war was so inexplicable and illogical. First, Sorion made random micro-management decisions, and now the outsider was making things difficult for himself.
"Gentlemen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We will be returning soon. Once he's gone, you'll either join forces to deal with Sorion, or you'll probably start fighting yourselves."
Mebius approached her, speaking in a sarcastic tone. In her eyes, Yuki like a banner, was the true god, while this group of people were at best advanced experimental subjects.
Uh, that's true.
Human city-states, demon gods, demons, and dragons are all mixed together. If Yuki leaves, it will be impossible to elect a new leader, and an alliance will be out of the question.
"There's one more thing. We drank 'Ten-Thousand Victories Wine' before setting off on the expedition. There might be a secret hidden in it."
The expressions of the gods of several Civilization Pantheon changed drastically. The Ten-Thousand Victories Wine was also a kind of miracle. Encouraged by the God of Civilization, the warriors who drank the Ten-Thousand Victories Wine would be fearless and become the most determined killing machines.
Wait, God of Civilization...
"Hurry up and follow me, before that traitor Sorion can recover!" Malio charged forward. They had personally witnessed Sorion using various divine powers. It turned out that the logic had always been there; they just hadn't noticed certain details.
"Stop resting, quickly crush the remaining Demon-Hunting Army."
Show no mercy! Crush them as quickly as possible!
The gods chased after him like their pants were on fire; now was not the time to be leisurely, as Sorion still had a trump card up his sleeve.
With a smile, Mebius followed the chaotic tide, when he received another order from Yuki.
"The Flame-Chaser is yours; you must kill him."
The outcome is about to be revealed. The Fire Flame-Chaser, who cannot take away the Chaos Furnace Flame no matter what, is about to retreat, and the Sky God certainly has no intention of pursuing them.
This Epic Tier III player must still have some trump cards up his sleeve; killing him would inevitably involve risking one's life.
This time, however, Mebius didn't haggle. He glanced at Yuki, who was charging ahead of the group like a blazing sun, and then quietly disappeared into the air.
"Clear."
Once the plan is launched, it will be like a raging storm, leaving no room for respite.
This includes our own side as well.
There was no time to recover their strength, no time to adjust their formation, and even the various races mixed together had not returned to their ranks. They simply followed behind Yuki and charged headlong into the sky.
Fifteen thousand Demon-Hunting Army formed a massive square formation, staring blankly at the ferocious torrent before them. Beside the Abyss Fortress warriors stood a dragon, and next to the dragon was Sea Demon, with a Sea Demon following behind it.
In this world where battles are fought in formation, such a chaotic charge had never been seen before, yet fear spread in every eye, and the silver-armored warriors felt their hands and feet grow cold.
The allied forces made no adjustments, but the morale of the Demon-Hunting Army wavered even more. Some had already sensed that something was wrong, some still wanted to remain loyal to the end, some tried to find ways to escape from the battlefield, and others wanted to set things right.
Before they could reach a conclusion, the enemy, who had just emerged from the Abyss Grade, launched another attack, just as the Demon-Hunting Army were caught off guard and unsure of what to do.
Countless points of light bloomed before my eyes—magic, divine spells, and dragon breath. Without the support of military formations, they looked incredibly chaotic, yet so magnificent.
At the very front rode a celestial horse, wielding a long spear, charging forward like an arrow. Tens of thousands of gods, demons, dragons, and humans followed in a chaotic disarray behind them. They lacked a disciplined battle formation and sophisticated command; their collective will was simply concentrated at the tip of the spear.
"Those who block my way shall die!!!"
Boom.
Yuki, he saw the shield wall, which resembled a city wall, collapse on its own, like a mountain peak crumbling.
Some soldiers lacked the will to fight on, some put up a stubborn resistance, and some stood there foolishly as tens of thousands of energy beams swept across the battle formation like a storm.
Whoosh--boom--
The defensive miracles unleashed a barrage of beams of light, but the well-organized military formation, like a brain-dead Giant, offered little resistance before being slammed into the chaotic waves.
Yuki the lead, sending several Demon-Hunting Army who were standing still flying. Flying Fire Meteor swept past him, as if they were competing with Yuki, scattering a hundred-man team. The ensuing giant waves crushed them into mincemeat.
"Don't linger! Break through their lines! Follow me and break their formation!"
Yuki could see were rows and rows of the Demon-Hunting Army. They didn't just stand there waiting to be killed; they too were thrown into chaos.
Some panicked and scattered, some formed small formations on the spot, and some, led by the hero, launched a counterattack.
Bang!!
Yuki fired a spear directly, spurred his horse, and propelled the leading hero to the brink of death. The latter used a strange, round weapon to parry the spear, but before he could retaliate, Isaac's chainsaw had already slashed into his body.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Yuki pressed on, knowing full well that mowing down enemies was pointless now; he needed to completely disrupt the Demon-Hunting Army before Sorion could make his move.
Spears flew in all directions, including those from epic heroes who could fight him, but he didn't stop for a moment, focusing only on advancing and breaking through the general's formation layer by layer.
Thousands of soldiers followed behind him, going up the tunnel they had carved out, without needing any command.
Yuki is the banner; just follow him and charge towards the heavens. There are no sophisticated battles; any enemy thrown into this blender will be crushed to pieces.
Individual strength becomes so insignificant in the midst of this massive charge. An Epic Tier II hero can dodge Yuki's spear unscathed and repel the incoming Kalpas, but behind him are countless spells, divine magic, and dragon breath, like a stampede of ten thousand horses, and will be trampled to death sooner or later.
As the Demon-Hunting Army were breached layer by layer, they finally realized what was happening. When the galloping warriors charged at them, they quickly dodged to the sides to save their lives.
The pace was accelerating. Yuki, carrying his spear, sometimes didn't even need to lift a finger; the enemies in front of him would collapse on their own. This created a chain reaction, allowing him to reach the center of the enemy ranks in just a few minutes.
He saw the ownerless golden chariot, beside which stood a dozen dumbfounded heroes and city lords, surrounding a beautiful white-haired goddess. Before they could react, the seemingly impregnable military formation was breached, and warriors in fine clothes and riding spirited horses broke through the ranks.
The meeting should be adjourned.
Yuki certainly knew what these people were doing. With the gods fleeing the Abyss Grade and Sorion absent, the Demon-Hunting Army naturally needed to unify their will, and this was the opportunity he was seizing.
Their eyes met, but Yuki had no intention of making any profound remarks. He lowered his body, accelerated his sprint, and delivered the blood-stained spear to the crowd.
Anyone who blocks my way shall die!
'Left Hand of Sora' Niyin was stunned for a moment. Because of her doubts, she had no presence in this battle, which was why her mind was in turmoil. She instinctively wanted to block the attack, but when the spear came, another stronger instinct made her turn into white light on the spot.
Moisturize!
With Sorion absent, she was essentially the deputy commander in terms of status. This sudden move left the surrounding city lords dumbfounded. As the defensive line formed by the guards was broken up, they all followed suit and hid in front of Yuki.
The Left Hand of Sora is all wet, what's the point of fighting now?
"Keep accelerating! Break through this tortoise formation!"
"Yes, sir!!"
Yuki loudly, focusing only on blasting away all living things within a ten-meter radius, finally understanding why there was a category called 'fierce general' in ancient times.
War is all about morale. He cut through the enemy lines like a hot knife through butter, and all the soldiers needed to do was follow him. What need was there for tactics or command?
The more they charged, the stronger they became, tearing apart any creature that stood in their way like a wild beast. This momentum kept building, making enemies who were capable of fighting tremble with fear. Even those who were capable of fighting would instinctively try to dodge, and once they dodged, they would have no chance to catch up.
Just now, if the goddess and the city lords had intervened to stop the enemy's advance, there would have been a chance to regroup. But they scattered in all directions, leaving the Demon-Hunting Army completely bewildered.
Imagine you're standing in the middle of an army formation, surrounded by countless rows of silver armor. Suddenly, you hear the sounds of battle ahead, and before you're even ready, an invincible monster rushes towards you. And it's only been less than ten minutes.
What's the point of fighting then? Why didn't they stop the idiots in front? And why did their strong central army scatter so easily?
"Get to the sides! Those who want to live, get to the sides!" Yuki the Roar, pointing out a clear path for these bewildered enemies. Even a second's hesitation would mean being pierced and crushed.
The momentum was already established. At this stage, Yuki didn't even need to lift a finger. It was as if he had used mind control. The dense military formation in front of him crumbled layer by layer. The silver armor that covered the sky finally cracked, revealing the burning sky, the majestic gate, and of course, the dumbfounded sky god below.
These idiots were overwhelmed in ten minutes!
Sorion, who had just repelled the Flame-Chaser, found it hard to understand. To be honest, the Flame-Chaser hadn't caused too much trouble; in fact, they had even made him realize that not every outsider could take away the Chaos Furnace Flame.
Its significance was merely to delay them for ten minutes, but before he could even turn around and adjust his plans, the enemy was already upon him again.
This was a situation where there was no chance to breathe, like two people playing chess, with the enemy always half a step ahead. If Yuki had chosen to play it safe, Sorion would have had ample time to adjust his plans, take control of his army, and launch a grand battle.
But he didn't. He took the lead, pulling the allied troops, who hadn't even caught their breath, directly charging forward and chaotically breaking through the enemy lines.
Sorion looked down at the sea, and the world seemed so magnificent to him.
A jagged blade pierced through the silver rectangle, like a hole punched in armor, through which the tide surged wildly at its very forefront.
The black-haired youth rode a celestial horse, wielding a long spear, unstoppable.
"It's you again!"
Sorion was too lazy to be angry anymore; he only understood one thing:
Every plan must begin with killing this person!
He raised his hand, as if the bright sunlight had enveloped the battlefield, draping the chaos in a white veil, and above the sky, a huge battle banner slowly rose.
Miracle. Victorious Army.