Time crawled along like a snail, and the Nirat Clan stronghold was about to witness the largest war in its history.
The creaking of bones and blood, the battle song of spears and fangs, the Hellfire engulfing the entire fortress—everything was burning, inside and out, material and spiritual. Even the deep Nightfall seemed less desolate under such bloody carnage.
"Filthy Dog Demon!"
Oduoka, riding a dragon beast, clashed with the equally fierce Dog Demon Clan leader who charged forward.
In terms of strength, Oduoka is clearly superior; a full-force strike with his spiked club would crush even an armored tank into a pancake.
However, the Dog Demon leader had the advantage in speed, its figure was elusive, and its half-meter-long claws were wrapped in dark purple Hellfire. Not only were they exceptionally sharp, but once scratched, one would also suffer from the penetration of the Hellfire. The damage caused by the burning flames and the erosion of dark energy was equally terrible.
Oduoka was unfortunately scratched on the back, leaving three burn marks with exposed flesh. The stinging pain from the wounds assaulted his mind like a tidal wave.
The battle between the two High-Rank Transcendent Lifeform was so fierce that houses collapsed and rubble crumbled in their wake. Even the Sturdiness stockade walls were smashed with spiked clubs, leaving large holes in them. The remaining Dog Demon or Cyclops who couldn't dodge in time were like fresh meat thrown into a meat grinder, meeting a miserable end.
The two were evenly matched, or rather, the leader of the Dog Demon was slightly stronger. However, with the help of his Deinonychus, Oduoka narrowed the gap slightly, and the battle was so fierce that it was impossible to determine a winner for the time being.
Upon realizing this, Gustavo breathed a sigh of relief, his pupils gleaming, and he began to stir things up.
He wanted to accelerate the war's progress, but unexpected events could happen at any time. Gustavo was very aware of this, a skill honed and summarized from hundreds and thousands of painful lessons learned in his previous life.
Crouching low and moving all eight claws, Gustavo stealthily made his way to the heart of the stronghold without attracting the attention of any Dog Demon or Nirat Clan.
This area was also the site of the most intense and bloody fighting between the two sides, aside from the battle between the two leaders.
One side wanted to rush in and wipe out the Nirat Clan infants, while the other side fought back desperately.
Blood and flesh splattered, and screams echoed.
Every now and then Dog Demon or Cyclops would fall, showing no signs of life.
Gustavo never forgot his mission: to kill 90% of the Nirat Clan.
So when he arrived here, he immediately spit out a large amount of spider silk, keeping it transparent, and burrowed into the soil, moving silently underground like an earthworm.
Beside a stone house, two Tier Four Dog Demon were fighting against three Tier Four Cyclops, with the Dog Demon at a slight disadvantage.
Jia'er glared angrily, slashing with his sword, unleashing streaks of sharp light.
While most Nirat Clan warriors use wooden spears, some are relatively well-equipped. These Cyclops are the elite of their tribe, and their weapons come from two sources: purchasing them from wandering merchants and seizing weapons from invaders.
The Land of Falling Stars is not entirely Savage, primeval forest; there are also city-states and traces of civilization here.
The sword in Jia'er's hand was once the weapon of a human knight. Originally, this sword was a greatsword in the hands of that knight, but in Jia'er's hands it was no different from a normal sword and was quite handy.
"Damn Dog Demon, mindless monster, die!"
Having just witnessed his partner being torn to pieces, Jia'er almost lost his mind and unleashed his rage in the fight. He barely defended himself, adopting a frenzied fighting style of mutual destruction and exchanging injuries for injuries.
With such powerful teammates, the other two Cyclops were able to unleash their full potential. The three cooperated seamlessly, and the situation for the Dog Demon began to become precarious. One of the Dog Demon had half of its head severed by Jia'er, exposing its brain tissue and causing blood to gush out.
With victory in sight, Jia'er grew increasingly excited. However, at that moment, he suddenly felt something wrapped around his leg. Immediately afterward, a powerful force surged out, pulling him off balance and disrupting his previously fluid and unrestrained offensive movements.
In such a fierce battle, even the slightest mistake will be magnified countless times.
Although the Dog Demon race has low intelligence, their outstanding fighting instincts should not be underestimated.
Taking advantage of the huge opening exposed by Jia'er, the two Dog Demon simultaneously opened their mouths and spat out a ball of dark purple fire.
The Hellfire Ball was incredibly fast, arriving instantly and striking Jia'er directly in the face before exploding.
"Ah..."
Jia'er screamed in agony as his one eye was shattered.
Even more terrifying, the remaining Hellfire, like parasites, surged into the entire skull through the wound.
The head is the life core of most humanoid creatures; an attack on this area would have unimaginable consequences.
The excruciating pain of having his brain burned by the Hellfire rendered Jia'er unable to fight.
And all of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Before the other two Cyclops could even react, Jia'er was out of the fight, clutching his head and rolling around on the ground in agony.
"He's still alive? He's got some serious vitality!" Gustavo muttered to himself, hiding under a pile of rubble, before continuing to use his spider silk to harass others from the shadows.
With Gustavo's covert help, the remaining two Cyclops quickly made mistakes and were killed one by one by the Dog Demon. Subsequently, Jia'er, who had lost the ability to resist, followed in their footsteps.
After killing their enemy, the two Dog Demon exchanged a puzzled look, but their limited minds couldn't quite grasp such a complex issue. They quickly put these questions aside and joined the next battle.
Under the cover of Nightfall, Gustavo transformed into a troublemaker in the war, frantically taking sides.
One by one, Dog Demon Clan Cyclops died under his friendly protection, their bodies charred black in the Hellfire.
With each Cyclops killed, more Dog Demon are freed up to fight.
The more Cyclops die, the greater the disadvantage becomes.
It was like a snowball rolling downhill; by the time the Nirat Clan realized something was wrong, it was too late.
The Dog Demon Clan now held an overwhelming numerical advantage. Their scarlet eyes flashed with Slaughter intent in the night, and they swarmed forward, launching a merciless massacre against the remaining Nirat Clan and the weak children.
Gustavo watched this scene with indifference and amusement, completely unmoved. To him, whether it was Cyclops or Dog Demon, they were merely food. Would you develop feelings for food?
Hmm... perhaps there is a creature called the Virgin Mary, but it's Dragon-Hunting Spider, not the Virgin Mary!
The fierce battle continued, and no creature, including Gustavo, was detected. Eight or nine hundred meters away in mid-air, a small elf, invisible in its form, was flapping its thin wings, its gaze piercing through layers of obstruction, illuminating the scene inside the Nirat Walled Settlement.
Ten kilometers away, more than thirty fully armed human mercenaries stood in a guard formation, blending into the jungle Nightfall without making a sound.
They came from Night City, thousands of miles away, and were an action squad of the Brooks Mercenary Corps.
On the ground, an old Mage Tula, had unfurled a parchment scroll, and the three captains, captain and vice-captain, were staring intently at the images displayed on the scroll.
Dog Demon, Cyclops, flames, carnage...
"Everyone, it looks like we need to add a new task!"