Andrew killed faster and faster. The deeper his understanding of the two Mysteries, the greater the power of the wind blades he unleashed. Each wind blade could sweep across a wide area, cleaving dozens of cavalrymen and their mounts in two. The scene was extremely bloody!
Under the bright moonlight, a ruthless slaughter was underway, with countless streams of blood gushing out, severed limbs flying everywhere, warhorses falling, and cavalrymen dying...
Andrew's swordsmanship is getting slower and slower, but he is generating more and more wind blades. This is quite contradictory!
"Concentrate your power, then unleash it! I can only perfectly control 10% of my power right now, and even when I unleash it, I can only unleash five times the attack power. However, compared to before, this is already a rapid improvement!"
Having grasped the profound Mysteries of his path, Andrew progressed rapidly, mastering the basics of swordsmanship in a short period of time.
"When I can perfectly master all of my power and unleash my strongest attack, I will become a god. If I can instantly unleash an attack a hundred times stronger, the fusion of 'Explosion' and ' Shattering ' will also be perfected!"
Andrew's face was unusually excited; the path to becoming a strongman was right before his eyes!
"A demon, a true demon..."
The contrast between the excited Andrew and the terrified steppe cavalry was striking...
"Is this person really from the Saint-level?"
Doge and the other barbarian Saint-level were speechless. In just a quarter of an hour, Andrew had killed over ten thousand steppe cavalry. These were the most elite units of the steppe cavalry, each High-Level Warrior. Yet, so many High-Level Warrior were like tofu in Andrew's hands...
Doge a deep breath and jumped onto the back of Behemoth.
"This can't go on!" Doge said in a low voice. "The enemy is very strong. We must withdraw our cavalry immediately, otherwise, these 100,000 cavalry will soon be wiped out!"
"The cavalry is gone, can we stop them?" a barbarian in the Saint-level Late-Stage asked.
Doge remained silent; the answer was already in his heart.
"Perhaps we are no match for them," Doge, gazing at the sky, "But even in death, the barbarian warriors will not flee!"
"Excellent!" The ten Saint-level experts agreed, their eyes gleaming with a brilliant light.
Doge was relieved; his companions had not let him down.
"If we fail, Duke of Lance will not let us, the Saint-level and Behemoth, go. However, given his status, he certainly won't pursue us once the cavalry leaves the battlefield. These cavalry are the elite of our barbarian warriors; we must protect them and prevent them from making any more unnecessary sacrifices!"
"After today, we may all die, and the grasslands will no longer possess the power to deter humanity. But I believe that hundreds of years from now, the vast grasslands will once again give birth to unparalleled warriors who will protect our homeland in our place! These cavalrymen are the seeds we have left behind!"
Doge's words were agreed upon by everyone.
"All cavalry, immediately withdraw from the battlefield and return to your respective tribes. For the next hundred years, all tribes of the grasslands are forbidden from attacking each other, until a new Saint-level powerhouse emerges!"
Doge's voice echoed across the entire battlefield, and the battle paused for a moment.
"As expected of a barbarian leader, his mental fortitude alone surpasses that of many human kings!"
Andrew immediately understood Doge meant; he was preparing for his death.
Even knowing this, Andrew still stopped. Doge was right; given Andrew's status, how could he possibly pursue these cavalrymen?
Besides, in Andrew's eyes, empires and kingdoms were all meaningless, and Doge's schemes were nothing but child's play, not worth mentioning. A hundred years from now, he would surely have become a god.
By then, what use will it be if there are many Saint-level experts on the grasslands?
Under Doge's command, the cavalry, which had been advancing like a surging tide, slowly retreated, like a receding tide.
The remaining 80,000 cavalrymen formed a line and headed north. They did not stop for a moment from beginning to end, demonstrating excellent military discipline.
The crowded Moon Lake suddenly felt spacious.
To the north, Doge stood atop the Behemoth, his expression bitter. The scimitar in his hand trembled and groaned, as if it too knew its fate.
After the explosive killing, Andrew regained his senses. His previous comprehension had been interrupted, and his anger filled his chest, leading to his ruthless and bloody attacks. Now, that anger had subsided.
However, he still wouldn't let these people go.
Without a word, the barbarians of the Saint-level on the grassland tacitly surrounded them, ten curved blades forming a net, descending from above as if to shred the air itself. Andrew laughed to the sky, flicked his arm, and a foot-long streak of azure light flew from his fist, shattering the net of blades with a "whoosh."
Looking again, those curved blades had also broken apart!
This is Andrew's full-force attack now. Fusion Battle-qi with a deeper understanding of profound Mysteries, even a single punch can easily destroy the weapon of Saint-level expert.
No, this is not his strongest attack yet; his physical strength has not been fully displayed!
Die!
In mid-air, Andrew used his Explosive Steps technique, his figure moving like lightning, as if he had teleported. Before the ten Saint-level around him could react, Andrew had already appeared in front of them. His movements were so fast that it was as if ten Andrew had appeared all at once.
With a punch, a claw, a palm, or a knife, all ten Andrew killed their Saint-level in the blink of an eye.
A faint Azure Light obliterated the corpse of the barbarian Saint-level expert. The once mighty Saint-level expert was reduced to only half a curved blade standing on the ground.
All these changes happened in the blink of an eye, and even Andrew was somewhat surprised by his increased strength.
"Indeed, the right path to increase strength is to comprehend and Fusion Profound Mysteries! I've only scratched the surface of these Mysteries, yet my combat power has increased almost tenfold! If I were to fuse these two Mysteries and become a god in the future, how powerful would I be?"
Andrew was really looking forward to it.
On the other hand, Doge was also stunned. Only now did he realize that Andrew had never taken them seriously before, while he had foolishly interrupted the other's comprehension and made him his mortal enemy.
"Perhaps, he didn't intend to kill us in the first place... He was wrong from the start!"
Doge thought of his fourteen companions who had come with him, and felt a pang of sorrow. For the barbarians of the grasslands to become Saint-level was many times more difficult than for humans. Achieving Saint-level was not simply about accumulating Battle-qi and power, but about touching upon the Laws. In this respect, the barbarians were far too inept. Over thousands of years, the barbarians had only accumulated a dozen or so Saint-level experts, and because of them, the Yulan Empire had not sent troops to occupy the grasslands.
But a thousand years of achievements were lost in a single day!
"Are barbarians really that different from humans?" Doge couldn't help but ask himself.
Andrew stared at Doge expressionlessly. If he had initially felt some goodwill towards Doge, that goodwill had completely vanished. The fact that Dogg had interrupted his comprehension gave him no reason to live.
" Behemoth, follow me!" Doge knew this perfectly well and commanded the Behemoth to advance. The seven Behemoth stomped their feet on the ground, wielding their massive arms, and charged towards Andrew. Doge, meanwhile, transformed into a black shadow, becoming one with his blade, unleashing the strongest attack of his life...
Andrew floated in the air, feeling the overwhelming aura, and smiled.
"I also enjoy battles of strength!"
With a thought, cyan-gold scales began to slowly emerge, quickly covering his head, shoulders, chest, and back. The scales spread rapidly, reaching his elbows and heels in just a few breaths. Each scale was the size of a baby's palm, with an incredibly smooth surface and a metallic sheen...
When Andrew was completely covered in scales, two dragon horns slowly emerged from his head, growing to a foot long. His tail also grew to over a meter long, strong and powerful. His hands and feet transformed into five-toed dragon claws, extremely sharp, so sharp that even the slightest movement caused tiny spatial cracks to appear at their tips!
As he transformed, Andrew's body also lengthened. He was less than two meters tall, but after the transformation, Andrew's body length reached four meters from head to toe. Swinging his body, Andrew took flight.
"What kind of monster is this? Wasn't Duke of Lance supposed to be human?"
Andrew's transformation left Doge speechless.
"Hold head high!"
Andrew murmured softly, and visible ripples appeared in the air, spreading outwards like water. Wherever the ripples touched, rocks, grass, and trees were reduced to dust and ceased to exist...
Those cold, emotionless eyes stared at Doge, sending a chill down Doge's spine.
"This is my strongest form!"
Swinging his dragon tail, Andrew charged towards Behemoth. At four meters long, he was still tiny Behemoth, yet his imposing presence was overwhelming. The Behemoth seemed stunned, letting Andrew charge at it...
The dragon's claw lightly sliced through the Behemoth's body a meter away, leaving only a thin black line. The line then spread across the Behemoth's body, smoothly cleaving the Behemoth, renowned for its strength and physique, in two...