As King Ghidorah continued to advance and suppress, a new sound of movement came from behind the orc array.
The footsteps were heavier than any infantry formation, evenly spaced and slow. Every time they landed, there was a slight vibration on the ground. The sound was getting closer and closer.
The figures of giant monsters emerged from the darkness. They were huge in size, and the height of each head was far higher than that of the orcs. The height of the orcs only reached their knees.
Their bodies are broad, the muscles of their shoulders and arms are obviously bulging, and their strides are very long.
They did not hold any decent weapons in their hands, but they grabbed the stones scattered nearby as they passed by the ground. The stones were as big as millstones and could be easily held with one hand, and then they were thrown in the direction of King Ghidorah.
The first stone grazed King Ghidorah's shoulder and hit the ground behind it, leaving a trail of splashing gravel.
The second piece hit the side of King Ghidorah. Most of the impact of the stone was dissipated when it came into contact with its scales, leaving only a light impact mark on the contact surface.
Then came the third and fourth stones, and more stones were thrown at King Ghidorah from different directions, some hitting the edge of its wings, some falling on its back, and some hitting the side of its neck.
Each stone itself is not a big threat to King Ghidorah. King Ghidorah's scales and bone structure are enough to withstand this level of impact.
The hit area will only leave very shallow traces of contact, like being hit by raindrops continuously, without any penetrating damage.
When the number of stones reaches a certain level, those originally insignificant impact sensations will accumulate, forming a continuous feeling, like being hit repeatedly in the same area by finely divided objects.
King Ghidorah's response to that attack has changed.
It did not immediately increase the intensity of its attack, but first lowered its flight altitude and readjusted its posture close to the ground.
Its wingspan is slightly narrowed, exposing more sides of its body to the direction in which the rocks are flying, allowing the impact of the rocks to be more evenly distributed across multiple areas of the body instead of being concentrated on one point.
Its eyes moved quickly among the giant monsters that were throwing stones, locking on several relatively dense throwing positions, and then one of its three heads began to accumulate precursors of the next energy cycle.
Redd's spiritual link arrived at the same time - short, clear, and in a calm tone. "You are allowed to use a wide range of abilities. No need to reserve."
King Ghidorah responded to the command at the same time. Its three heads were raised at the same time. The golden light when the energy was accumulated in the neck was shining through the gaps in the scales, expanding outward with higher saturation.
After Redd issued that instruction, he simultaneously turned in the direction of Ehm and issued a new instruction through spiritual resonance. "Bring the Demon Dragon army back."
Then he turned to Douglas and shouted from a certain distance, "The spear phalanx stops, retreats, and everyone returns to the camp."
The order was issued faster than usual, and the end of the words was slightly shorter, leaving no room for questions.
Douglas stopped for a moment when he heard the command. His body deflected in the direction of Redd, as if he wanted to confirm whether his ears heard correctly, but he immediately read the complete meaning of the command from Redd's profile and stance.
He didn't refute or ask, he just turned around and issued several retreat instructions in a shorter rhythm than usual.
After receiving the order, the spear phalanx began to move backwards in a manner that maintained the formation. The pace was not fast but steady. The retreat of each row did not begin until the next row was in place.
In order to maintain the integrity of the shield wall during the transfer process, it does not leave an opportunity for the opponent to take advantage of the gap in the formation adjustment to insert an impact.
The phalanx was gradually withdrawing from the front line, widening the distance from the orcs as it continued to retreat, forcing the pursuers to readjust their formation over a longer distance.
The Demon Dragon Legion also began to retreat under the leadership of Ehm. They changed their flight trajectories in mid-air, turned to the sky above the camp at different arcs, folded their wings as they lowered their altitude, and landed in the open space above the camp and on the edge of the hill.
After Ehm landed, it walked towards the area where Redd was. It tilted its head, exposing the wound on the right side of its neck to the light.
The blood around the wound has been semi-solidified, mixed with the residue after being burned by the corrosive liquid, forming a dark covering, but the area where the scales were burned off remains fresh and exposed, and has not yet healed.
Redd approached it, faced it sideways, raised his right hand, and placed his palm on the intact scales near the wound on Ehm's neck.
Green light lit up from the edge of his palm. The fine layer of light flowed along the contact point toward the wound, evenly distributed along the edge of the tissue, and slowly penetrated into the corroded tissue layer.
The scorch marks at the edge of the wound changed under the coverage of light. First, the color changed from dark to light, and then the surface gradually regained its texture.
The opening of the wound is shrinking from the edge to the center, and the exposed muscle tissue is covered by a new layer of skin. The growth rate of this layer is uniform, and there is no situation where one side is faster than the other.
The edge contour also shrinks while maintaining a smooth transition relative to the original damage position. During the process of Redd retracting its palm,
Its color is no longer much different from the surrounding scales. Only the surface of the new scales is slightly lighter than the surrounding old scales, and has a lighter luster in the firelight.
Redd heard a prompt sound coming from the system in his head, a cold and steady mechanical sound, "The deduction of two thousand Energy Points has taken effect."
His eyes withdrew from Ehm and fell to the battlefield ahead.
King Ghidorah is right behind the group of giant monsters and remaining orcs, and the high level of suppression has caused obvious breaks in the battle line.
The orcs were dispersing to the flanks, losing the array density and charge rhythm they had previously maintained, and began to regroup further away;
As for the troll's throwing, after he ordered the phalanx to retreat and the Demon Dragon group took off, as King Ghidorah began to hover in the air, the rhythm was disrupted and the accuracy decreased.
Redd has clearly seen the position King Ghidorah maintains in the air - it forms a wide arc above the camp, hovering in the air, so that any moving creatures below are within the coverage of its flight path.
"Everyone retreat. Retreat to the beach." Redd's voice was softer than before, and he did not shout with all his strength.
That order already had its own inertia, flowing along the passages and gaps in the camp. He did not need to personally press every word to the ground.
The soldiers were moving quickly, spreading out from the phalanx position toward the camp and the beach, while the Demon Dragon group was closing in on the slopes on the side of the hill, maintaining a staggered angle with the soldiers' retreat route.