A glimmer of hope kept rising in its eyes, expecting that the distant army could completely crush and annihilate the bloody light, while the elite troops nearby were merely a means to hold back the sword formation.
Despite the overwhelming power of its elite troops, it already clearly understood in its heart what mattered most!
At this moment, amidst the blood-red light, the young man felt extremely uncomfortable. The intense pressure had penetrated deep into his soul, and even his will could not break through the wall. This was a strange phenomenon formed by the lives of the soldiers in the army formation.
The Power of Laws revealed within it can be considered the culmination of the War Lord's lifelong insights.
It seems the demonic figure is particularly attentive to the young man, employing such a powerful final move. The two walls appear to grow from the earth itself, exuding a heavy and ancient aura that makes one afraid to even breathe heavily when facing them.
Everything within the wall began to shatter silently, and the ground beneath the youth's feet began to sink. His body on the ground was now only visible up to his knees. As the wall drew closer, he could only activate his Blood Domain to defend himself, but without any means of attack, he remained passive.
The coalescing army's creatures seemed intent on erasing the youth from the world. The walls that rolled in, though thick and heavy, did not carry any sense of pity, unlike the earth itself, which is known for its virtue and capacity.
The young man in the Blood Domain was pale, his body sinking into the ground looking somewhat helpless. However, there was still a resolute look in his eyes as he gazed into the distance. He was already in grave danger, and the sword formation that had been launched first had to break the enemy before he was finished!
boom!
The moment the young man's thought crossed his mind, a tremendous collision resounded from the distant military camp. A thick cloud of blood energy obscured any human movement, with only bursts of mixed energy emanating from within, restoring the surrounding military camp to its original tranquility.
Squinting, I could only sense a graceful sword light spinning within it, its sheath slicing through thick bloody energy, leaving a conspicuous trail in the air.
With a clang, the demonic figure drew the broadsword from its waist.
Below, in the camp, the place where the elite troops were originally stationed was now a scene of utter devastation. The once orderly formation was now completely blank, and in the distance, it appeared to connect with the straight passage ahead in an instant.
Countless soldiers and their mortal bodies were reduced to pools of blood. Those who were lucky were the ones who were unlucky; those who were unlucky were instantly shattered upon contact with the sword formation and turned into a blood mist that dissipated on the spot.
The sword formation in the air achieved its goal with a single strike. Below it was a straight passage leading directly to the center of the camp. The massive bronze sword had already been raised, a sign of the enemy's utmost respect for the sword formation.
After breaking through the elite troops, the sword formation that swept across them did not stop at all. The Magic Power that surged all over its body was even more ferocious than before. All the previous attacks were just appetizers under this bronze broadsword.
The real battle has only just begun, and this battle will determine who survives and who survives!
Buzz!
The sudden burst of sword formation unleashed a ferocious roar, signifying that its master's will to kill had reached this place.
The sword light flashed in the air and arrived in front of the demon god figure in an instant. With a flick of the sword light, it transformed into a long sword as smoothly as flowing water, carrying a high fighting spirit and determined to determine the victor of the bronze broadsword.
With a whoosh, the bronze broadsword raised high in the air suddenly slashed down. The demon god's figure exerted force in an instant, causing the broadsword to whistle through the air. The broadsword had already locked onto the longswords formed by the sword formation. Under the reflection of the firelight, endless coldness flashed across the bronze sword.
The sword formation opposite them was already upon them. Seemingly sensing the pressure from above, the sword formation suddenly descended in front of the demon god's figure, as if it were falling rapidly through the air. After a flash of sword light, it avoided the attack that was about to collide with them in mid-air.
The sword formation did not stop after it fell to the ground. With a "whoosh" sound, the sword formation that had fallen to the ground had reached the lower abdomen of the demon god's figure.
At its feet, a wide trench appeared, as if a giant iron plow had carved a vicious deep furrow into the earth.
when!
A deafening clang of metal clashing resounded within the military formation, and the sword array that had suddenly erupted below instantly swirled towards the sky. At this moment, the demonic figure was bent over, with a broadsword lying across its abdomen.
It had just locked onto the crimson sword light, intending to strike first, but the bronze broadsword missed its target, and then the danger below it increased greatly, causing it to realize that something was wrong.
In desperation, he could only awkwardly position his broadsword horizontally in mid-air, blocking the incoming sword formation and ensuring his own safety, but he also had to temporarily abandon his own defense.
Before the demon god could straighten his back and stand up, the swirling sword light had already gathered momentum. The sword light, which was originally in a vertical line, instantly transformed into a surrounding sword formation in the air. The nine small swords spun around, and the surrounding sword formation instantly expanded several times.
The demonic figure brandished its broadsword, attempting to break the deadlock, but it was too late. The sword formation in the air swirled with Magic Power, and a strange yet familiar aura surrounded the demonic figure.
"Receive!"
The demonic figure's face was extremely distorted. With no other choice, he could only force out this word through gritted teeth. As soon as this word was uttered, the energy scattered throughout the camp was instantly withdrawn.
The aura surrounding him was instantly suppressed, and the power of the nine small swords flowing in the air suddenly dimmed. He could no longer care about attaching Magic Power to them and could only reluctantly expand the sword formation.
The demonic figure within was no longer the same as before. Now, having reclaimed a massive amount of energy, it was completely unafraid of being surrounded by the sword formation. With a cold "humph," its mountain-like body suddenly trembled, and a swirling sword light was reflected in its eyes.
Then, as if remembering something, he immediately turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes filled with an undisguised sense of regret.
The blood-red light, which had been suppressed and was about to be extinguished by the two walls in the distance, suddenly shone again at this moment, and the body that had been sinking into the ground also stopped.
The two walls of bronze and iron were very close to the young man's body, and traces of the imposing aura that had once been displayed on them still lingered.
Tap tap...
The young man took a step forward, his first step since the start of the battle, and the two walls blocking his sides could no longer crush or stop him.
The young man channeled his Magic Power, raised his arm, and gently pushed forward.
boom...
The once indestructible, all-conquering walls of bronze and iron crumbled and collapsed with a gentle push. The rows of lifeless military formations didn't even know what had happened; the former brilliance was nowhere to be found in their enormous eyes.
The young man took a few more steps forward, indicating that he had firmly grasped the initiative in the battle; this was an advance after achieving a phase of victory!
A hint of relief crept onto his cold, stern face, and his previously pale complexion slowly regained its color. The young man met the gaze of the demon god in the distance with a playful look.
Now that the layers upon layers of military formations and endless camps no longer stood between them, the straight passage cleaved by the sword formation allowed them to clearly see each other's expressions.
The youth's strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao" had clearly succeeded; the sword formation forcefully shattered the energy spread by the demon god's figure before it could crush the youth against the wall.
The impenetrable wall of bronze and iron was a derivative of the demonic figure's magic Magic Power, and also a condensation of the lives of the soldiers in the formation. It represented the demonic figure's indomitable will, and for the youth, the demonic figure's mindset was to kill.
But the young man had anticipated its methods. The attacking sword formation was a preemptive strike, a massacre within the camp before targeting the soldiers and their families.
The surrounding sword formation instantly enveloped the demon god's figure, pushing it to the Extremis and forcing it to quickly retract the energy it had scattered across the creatures in the army formation.
The creatures in the military formation are one with it, so it can instantly draw energy back to replenish itself. Therefore, after the command to "draw" was uttered, its aura surged, causing the sword formation to retreat without a fight.
However, the creatures in the military formation who lost their energy support at the critical moment were doomed. The copper wall and iron barrier were formed by their own lives and were reinforced by the energy and Power of Laws of the various demonic figures.
Retreating at this moment would only put them at a disadvantage, so once the stalemate was broken, the young man only needed to slightly exert his Magic Power to eliminate them!
Rumble, rumble...
As the young man escaped, a series of muffled explosions echoed in the sky, like soda boiling in a sealed container.
The terrifying energy was compressed into a small space, making the resulting explosion sound extremely muffled. At this moment, the blood dragon in the air had transformed into a huge Red Armillary Sash, its long body tumbling and rolling in the air.
Its originally robust body appeared exceptionally agile as it rolled, and immediately changed shape after the torrent of short spears attacked. Its body, which Red Armillary Sash a type of magical ribbon), gradually solidified, and after a flash of blood-red light, the Red Armillary Sash transformed into a massive mountain range.
The blood dragon did not stop rolling. The thick mountain range brought up strong air currents in the air, causing the blurry sky to become chaotic. A blood-red mountain range rolled up like a roller, and a torrent of short spears shot out and pierced straight into it.
Their target was the Blood Dragon, but the Blood Dragon's ever-changing form was too fast. The torrent that burst forth in a short time did not have time to change its attack. They could only hope that the torrent would be swift enough to break the Blood Dragon, which was rolled up like a drum, apart in an instant.
The first short spear, forming a small arrowhead shape, plunged into the cylinder with a force that seemed to pierce through heaven and earth. The blood dragon's body, now as thick as a mountain range, carried the power of heaven and earth as it rolled, and the torrent of short spears was instantly swept away.
The terrifying explosive force was forcibly swept away and dissipated inside the drum. The blood dragon's heavy body continuously contracted as it rolled, and the short spears that attacked from within were already destroyed.
Instead of retreating, the blood dragon advanced, its magical Magic Power surging after its initial victory. Surrounded by blood-red light, it seemed like a god, looking down at the sky with arrogance. Its coiled body instantly enveloped the oncoming torrent.
The shockwaves that had been torn apart by the torrent of short spears temporarily subsided, the thick mountains continued to close, and a blend of black and blood appeared in the sky.
The black torrent appeared powerful, and its endless sharpness was terrifying. However, the torrent, once engulfed, could no longer break free from the bloody light, leaving only muffled thuds in the air, seemingly a frustrated testament to the terrifying energy contained within it.
However, the Blood Dragon, with its massive body churning, did not loosen its grip on closing the gap. With a burst of Magic Power, the torrent of short spears within the cylinder weakened, and at that moment, the Blood Dragon rapidly closed its coiled body.
With a series of booming sounds, it swallowed up the surging torrent behind it in an instant. The huge number of short spears were as if they were being gripped by a giant hand in the air. Then, the giant hand gripping the short spears twisted hard, and no matter how terrifying the explosive force of the torrent of short spears was, it was all contained and dissipated in a small space.
A blood-red mountain range appeared in the sky, the long mountain range pressing down on a black torrent. A few short spears were forced off course by the mixed energy, and the originally powerful torrent of short spears was now reduced to ashes in the body of the blood dragon.
The energy fluctuations caused by the interplay of blood and black in the sky finally returned to normal. Although a few short spears still attacked from all sides, they were no longer a problem. The blood dragon's long body quickly shortened, and it raised its head to salute the young man behind it.
After its gaze met that of the youth, it quickly circled once in place, its winding body transforming into a streak of light in the air, with a blood-red trail following behind its nimble tail.
After its successful attack, the Blood Dragon did not pause for a moment. It understood the intention in its master's eyes, and the battle that followed was destined to be extremely dangerous. After breaking through the attacks of the creatures in the military formation, there were no more obstacles between the youth and the demon god figure.
This indicates that there is no longer any buffer in the conflict between the two sides. The young man's thinking is simple: since he has already taken the initiative, he should not hold back!
The five demonic figures were gathered together, with the blood beads behind them continuously providing them with blood energy. On the faces of the demonic figures, their killing intent towards the youth was undisguised!
The young man used his sword formation and blood dragon to quickly break through the camp's military formation, and also knocked down a large number of banners within the formation. With the young man using himself as bait, forcing the demon god's figure to take action personally, the camp's military formation had no chance to reunite for a short period of time.
The enemy is now clear. The five gazes that met the young man's eyes were all filled with anger and hatred. The young man already knew from several battles that as long as these five demonic figures were dealt with, the massive camp and military formation would be paralyzed in an instant.
When fighting alone, one is inevitably outnumbered and outmatched, so one must resort to unconventional tactics and act according to circumstances.
Five demonic figures stood in the center of the camp, and behind their imposing bodies was a blood bead emitting a strange color.
The blood aura emanating from the blood beads coiled around them like invisible threads, constantly replenishing them with immense magical Magic Power. Their every move influenced the entire camp's military formation, yet at this moment, everything in front of them was in ruins.
Gazing at the straight path carved out by the sword array before him, the demon god's face bulged with veins, a violent aura raging around him, and his gaze, meeting the youth's, was filled with barely concealed killing intent.