Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 492 - 475: Forced Slaughter (5k Combined - )_2

Chapter 492: Chapter 475: Forced Slaughter (5k Combined Chapter)_2

The immense impact pierced through seven or eight people consecutively, stringing them up in mid-air like candied fruit skewers, incredibly bloody.

Gushing blood flowed down the tusks, into the mouth of the Wild Boar Demon, making it even more excited as it roared towards the sky.

There was a Mouse Demon as big as a cow or horse, with blood-red eyes and black fur standing up like sharp thorns, with foul-smelling yellow saliva dripping from its mouth corners.

It agilely jumped on the city wall, pouncing on cultivators and soldiers one by one, its sharp teeth breaking their throats with a crisp ’crack’.

There was a Bear Demon as big as a small mountain; despite being slashed in the chest by several trained soldiers, it emitted the sound of metal clashing, with sparks flying, but it was utterly impregnable.

And its large, palm-leaf-like, fleshy massive paw could easily smash a number of officers and soldiers along with the city wall behind them.

Stones and flesh mixed together, hard to distinguish.

In such close combat, the physically strong Demon Clan clearly had the advantage.

They occasionally managed to break through spell attacks, forcing their way in front of each cultivator or soldier, tearing them apart mercilessly.

The moment the two sides met, the Human Race suffered heavy losses.

Cultivators with slightly lower cultivation and a massive number of soldiers lost over thirty percent of their forces in a short time!

The situation was also not optimistic for higher-tier cultivators.

“Ice Fall!”

A Foundation Establishment Elder with half-white hair burst with Spiritual Essence all over.

With a wave of his hand, numerous thick white-tipped icicles fell like raindrops.

They penetrated the bodies of the unprepared demons, nailing them to the ground one by one.

He just wanted to relax and restore his Spiritual Essence.

A massive gray hand suddenly descended, grabbing him, and with a ’pop’, the Foundation Establishment Elder turned into a bloody pulp that flowed from between the giant fingers.

Among the demons, a tall Silver Corpse covered in black lines and without hair, brows, or beard, moved at high speed.

With punch after punch, it exploded the bodies of the demons in front of it.

Unexpectedly, more than a dozen black mud creatures the size of calves flew over, wrapping around it.

As the sound of dense gnawing that made one’s teeth ache was heard, the once sturdy body of the Silver Corpse was left full of holes, finally exploding with a ’bang’.

And the old man controlling the life-bonded Silver Corpse turned pale, his eyes blank.

A Leopard Demon, whose cultivation was below his, ambushed him from close by, its sharp black claws scraping across his throat, sending a head flying into the sky!

Another middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator standing on a flying grass mat remotely controlled a flying sword to slaughter demons at will.

At the same time, the grass mat nimbly maneuvered in the air, constantly dodging attacks from the same-tier Demon Clan.

Suddenly, a green light, full of destructive aura, appeared in front of him at the fastest speed in the world.

It pierced through his chest, causing him to fall from the air with a look of unwillingness.

“Weak, the Human Race is too weak!” A Lion Demon with three heads and fiery red fur like burning flames roared.

It charged into the city, spewing large fires and Yin Wind, turning numerous houses and ordinary people into dust.

“Lion, you’re too wasteful, these are all excellent food!” Another white Elephant Demon, a few sizes larger than the Lion Demon, said displeasedly.

It waved its long, dragon-like trunk towards a residential area.

Suddenly, many screamed, flying into the air, their hands and feet weakly clawing at the air, but they couldn’t change their fate of entering the Elephant Demon’s stomach!

Among them, a Frog Demon more than ten meters long extended its scarlet tongue covered with fleshy spikes.

With an easy sweep, it swallowed up many people, producing unbearably cruel chewing sounds.

The Human Race’s screams, cries, and wails filled the heavens and earth.

For a time, Huai City seemed to enter the apocalypse.

Among the many elders, only a few with deep cultivation, like He Xiang, Chen Changqing, and Elder Wen, were struggling to hold on, but covered in blood, they clearly wouldn’t hold out much longer.

In the core area of the Demon Clan’s ranks, four members of the Human Race stood there at this time.

Strangely, the surrounding demons all acted as if they couldn’t see them, frantically charging towards the city.

These four, one wore a blue Daoist robe, with a goatee and a prominent black mole on his face, was the infallible Sworn Tactician.

One wore a black robe, his entire body shrouded in mist and indistinct.

His aura was as strong as the high-tier Demon Generals fighting in the core area, responsible for protecting the Sworn Tactician, was the Yellow Springs Sect Elder.

The other two seemed a bit off in demeanor.

One middle-aged man with an imposing look, wearing a yellow brocade robe, seemed to come from a high position on ordinary days.

However, at this moment, his face was numb, and he kept muttering.

Muttering things like ’I didn’t mean to’, ’I’m sorry’, ’I deserve to die’.

Beside him, a young woman with a pretty appearance knelt, crying while saying, “Father, it’s all my fault, don’t be like this…”

The Sworn Tactician smiled and said, “City Lord Xu, at this point, there’s no point in dwelling on it.

However, you are the first Human Race City Lord to defect.

Rest assured, the position of Huai City’s City Lord will surely still be yours in the future.”

It turned out that this middle-aged man was the City Lord of Huai City.

For the sake of his daughter’s life, he resolutely decided to betray the Human Race, becoming a pawn for the Demon Clan.

To the Sworn Tactician’s advice, the Huai City City Lord turned a deaf ear, his eyes vacant, repeatedly muttering his words of repentance.

The Sworn Tactician did not care if the other party ignored him but instead looked towards the rear of the Demon Clan, saying lightly, “The Red Hero should appear soon.”