On this battlefield filled with smoke and the flames of war,
The shouts of battle were so loud they made your eardrums ache, and the pungent smell of blood filled every inch of the air.
It seemed to be soaking the entire world.
Ye Xi, dressed in a smart outfit, looked dashing and her black hair danced wildly in the wind.
Her stunningly beautiful face now carried a hint of coldness and disdain.
Upon hearing this, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.
Then, with light, graceful steps, she steadily walked over, long sword in hand.
Every step felt like treading on scorching, parched earth.
It was as if it were stepping heavily on the enemy's taut heartstrings, emitting a silent deterrent.
"What, a defeated general, dares to speak so arrogantly?"
Ye Xi parted her lips slightly, her voice clear and cold like a spring from a snow-capped mountain.
It was as crisp as falling icicles.
Every word pierced straight into the other person's ears.
This can be described as killing someone by destroying their spirit.
The sarcasm in his tone was like the sharp tip of a needle.
Without any mercy, he stabbed the guy in front of him who had just suffered a defeat but was still trying to talk tough.
" Human Race, you..." Sure enough,
The other party's face, already flushed from defeat,
He was instantly ignited by a raging Flame, his eyes bloodshot.
He glared at Ye Xi as if he were about to explode.
His gaze seemed to want to devour her alive to vent his hatred.
At that moment, a surge of killing intent welled up within him.
It seemed that only by truly killing Ye Xi could he quell the endless humiliation and resentment in his heart.
He truly looked like he wanted nothing more than to grind her bones to dust.
Seeing this, Ye Xi threw her head back and burst into laughter.
The laughter was unrestrained and arrogant, piercing through the clamor and noise of the battlefield.
The sound lingered in the air for a long time.
"What? These are the myriad Myriad Races that slaughtered my Human Race?"
Hmph, look at the pathetic state you've come in now, you're nothing special!
Having said that, she flicked her wrist, and the longsword in her hand flashed with a cold light.
Like a fleeting glimpse of a beautiful bird streaking across the sky, it was unleashed in an instant without hesitation.
That sword strike carried boundless determination and ferocity.
It seemed they wanted to completely shatter the arrogance of this madman before them.
"You..." The other person's eyes widened, filled with terror and disbelief.
Clearly, no one had ever dreamed that Ye Xi would act so decisively and ruthlessly.
Without the slightest hesitation, while he was still immersed in anger,
Before he could react, the fatal sword was already hurtling towards his throat.
A muffled "thud" sounded remarkably clear amidst the chaos of the battlefield.
A pillar of blood shot into the sky, like a burst of blood-red fireworks.
The man's head rolled into the dust, his eyes wide open in death.
The shock and fear of dying still lingered in his eyes.
"Commander..." The Sword Bird Clan soldiers, seeing this,
His eyes widened in fury, and his grief-stricken roar echoed through the sky.
" Human Race, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Kill!" In an instant,
The army of the Sword Bird Clan was completely enraged.
Their eyes were bloodshot, as if they were possessed by demons.
A frenzied surge, and all sorts of bizarre and deadly killing formations rapidly materialized amidst the roars.
The array patterns shimmered, the runes flowed, and it exuded a chilling aura.
However, seeing that they were outmatched, some of the swordbird soldiers chose to self-destruct.
The violent energy was released instantly, like a surging tsunami.
Sweeping across half the sky, it sent dust and rocks flying wherever it went.
Space trembled; everything was shattered by this terrifying power.
"You're asking for death!" Ye Xi's eyebrows shot up, her anger reaching its peak.
In fact, she had already anticipated this crazy situation.
I just never imagined they would go to such lengths.
Those scenes of madness, where people were determined to perish together with Human Race and would never give up,
It's chilling.
She knew full well that the battle had entered a fierce, life-or-death struggle.
If we are not careful, Human Race could be plunged into utter ruin.
However, would the Human Race army simply sit idly by and wait for their doom?
The Red Coat Cannon roared in unison, like the Thunder God's Wrath.
Each streak of fire carried the aura of death.
They unleashed the fury of Human Race upon the enemy.
The talismans shone with a mysterious light, each sheet of paper seeming to come alive.
It danced gracefully in the air, then suddenly exploded.
It releases various strange powers, or transforms into raging flames.
Or it might condense into an ice storm, relentlessly attacking the enemy.
Even so, the Sword Bird Clan's military strength was simply too enormous.
There is still an army of hundreds of millions, who are frantically self-destructing one after another.
The powerful energy impact distorted space itself.
The Human Race soldiers couldn't even get close.
The killing continued to spread, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
The horrific scene was chilling.
Every second, vibrant lives are lost.
Every moment, agonizing screams could be heard.
"Damn it, these Human Race are really tenacious."
The commander of the Evil Crow Clan stood at the rear of the allied forces.
He was tall and imposing, his Black Robe fluttering in the wind.
He stared intently at the scene on the battlefield, his expression grave.
A hint of apprehension flickered in his eyes.
At this moment, the allied armies of various tribes held back from making a direct attack.
They harbored ulterior motives, all waiting for the Sword Bird Clan and the Human Race to fight to the death.
Once they've exhausted their resources, they Thunder Strike and reap the benefits.
These allied foreign forces, each comprised of different races, possessed unique skills and strategies.
The Evil Crow Clan is skilled in eerie dark magic.
It can launch a sneak attack from the shadows and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy;
The Golden Rooster Race is known for its speed and sharp claws.
They moved like lightning, leaving enemies either dead or wounded in their wake.
" Human Race, you are very good, very good."
Jin Ming'er, the leader of the Golden Rooster Race, was filled with murderous intent.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, a light that seemed to materialize into sharp blades.
It seemed capable of shredding everything in front of it.
As he spoke, he moved, about to rush out and fight the Human Race.
His impatient nature had now been completely ignited.
He only wanted to rush into the battlefield immediately and slaughter the Human Race without leaving a single survivor, to vent his hatred.
" Jin Ming'er, don't be impulsive!"
Upon seeing this, several commanders of the allied forces rushed forward to stop them.
They offered their advice, one after another. "Let the Sword Bird Clan's army wear down the Human Race first..."
"If we make another move, the effect will be much better. Don't disrupt our plan."
Some commanders spoke earnestly, explaining the advantages and disadvantages;
Some, however, had serious expressions and spoke in a firm tone.
Everyone hoped that Jin Ming'er could calm down.
Keep your temper in check and don't ruin this carefully planned scheme because of a momentary impulse.
Despite everyone's earnest persuasion, Jin Ming'er, though filled with reluctance,
But he could only suppress his anger and remain inactive for the time being.
But those clenched fists, that slightly trembling body...
His expression still betrayed his anger and frustration at that moment.
He glared fiercely in the direction of the Human Race.
It was as if they were being declared war on from afar.
The hatred in his eyes seemed capable of igniting the very air.
" The Sword Bird Clan's sons are fearless; they condense the Purple Cottage Sword..."
Let us unleash the majesty of my Sword Bird Clan!
At this critical moment, a swordsman vanguard's eyes turned bloodshot.
Like burning charcoal, he raised his arms and shouted, his voice booming like a bell.
The sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield, filled with boundless grief, indignation, and resolute determination.
It seemed to be an attempt to awaken the power hidden deep within the bloodline of the Sword Bird Clan.
"Yes, General!"
The 100,000-strong army responded in unison, their voices like a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing.
The ground trembled slightly from the tremor.
Immediately afterwards, they quickly formed groups and began to assemble killing formations.
In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seemed to receive some kind of summons.
They surged towards them frantically, converging in the formation.
Once the killing formation was complete, a supreme giant sword radiating a mysterious purple light appeared.
Like Heaven God artifact that cleaved the heavens and earth, it spanned the space between them.
Ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the blade of the sword.
Runes shimmered, like stars.
It unleashed a chilling pressure that changed the very fabric of the world.
Then, in the blink of an eye,
Eighteen giant swords, each exuding an aura of Destruction, appeared one after another.