Chapter 1099: Long-Repressed Excitement—This Is the Right Way to Fight Life Ghosts!

Chapter 1099: Chapter 390: Long-Repressed Excitement—This Is the Right Way to Fight Life Ghosts!

Cooperating with the rapid interspersed maneuvers of the Dawn Corps wings, flattened in two hours!

Reporters captured the old general’s white hair stained with blood.

The heroic figure wielding the horse-cutting saber to smash the frost-toothed giant beast’s skull.

The tenth stronghold, on the boundless ice plains, Life Ghosts attempted to rely on their numerical advantage for open field ambush.

But faced with the dense battle formations of the Dawn Corps and the solid defense of veterans from Cold Bone Fjord.

It turned into a unilateral hunt and annihilation battle.

Just two hours and fifteen minutes.

The wilderness was soon covered with the bodies of Life Ghosts.

When the symbolic command tower built of countless white bones in the center of the tenth stronghold collapsed, announcing that the second last peripheral stronghold had been completely eradicated, the entire army erupted in thunderous cheers!

The tired faces of the warriors beamed with great excitement and pride.

They patted each other’s shoulders, sharing the looted Life Pearls and materials.

The stronghold was filled with the noise of victory.

Reporters were equally excited, shuttling between warriors and the pile of Life Ghosts’ bodies, greedily capturing every victorious moment.

Hua Jing’s camera swept across Chu Kuanglan.

He was leaning against a cracked bone wall, munching on cold jerky to replenish his strength.

Laughing loudly with Lin Kang and Mouse beside him.

A look of overflowing joy on his face.

Hua Jing couldn’t help but smile, just as she was about to press the shutter, Chu Kuanglan seemed to sense it, suddenly turned his head, accurately found her lens, grinned widely, revealing his meat-stained white teeth, and clumsily made a scissor gesture.

“So silly…”

Hua Jing muttered quietly, feeling her cheeks heat up.

Yet still “click”

Captured the moment.

After Hua Jing finished taking the picture, Chu Kuanglan immediately strode over.

The giant sword casually thrust into the frozen earth beside his feet.

“Tired?”

His voice became softer, filled with concern.

Hua Jing shook her head, waggling the camera in her hand: “No, watching you fight is as easy as chopping vegetables, lighter than walking for us, nothing to be tired about.”

She looked at the stains of blood and ice on Chu Kuanglan’s face.

Instinctively raised her hand to help him wipe it off, but then felt embarrassed and stopped midway.

Chu Kuanglan chuckled, voluntarily leaned his face closer: “It’s alright, wipe it, it’s just beast blood, dirty but not poisonous.”

Hua Jing’s face blushed, and she glared at him reproachfully.

Still, she pulled out a clean tissue from the thick winter clothing pocket, carefully wiping the stains from his face.

Chu Kuanglan slightly lowered his head, letting her do as she pleased.

As he gently gazed at her nearby cheek.

“Hehe, got it, got it!”

Arlene came over unnoticed.

Aimed the camera at the two and started snapping intensely.

“Battlefield romance! Definitely the headline!”

Hua Jing quickly retracted the tissue in embarrassment.

Chu Kuanglan seemed indifferent, instead proudly puffing out his chest.

Right then, Fang Qingyu and others emerged from the temporary command post.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze swept over the resting army and the last shadow in the direction of Skeleton King Court.

He gently patted the shoulder of Chu Kuanglan, who was smiling foolishly.

“Alright, it’s about time. The last place, let’s go.”

Chu Kuanglan immediately restrained his smile, his demeanor instantly turning serious and focused.

He mouthed to Hua Jing silently: “I’m leaving, wife.”

Hua Jing vigorously nodded, suppressing all worries and reluctance in her heart.

She waved her fist at him, signaling encouragement.

Arlene hugged Hua Jing’s shoulder, half-dragging her back to the reporter’s team, both helpless and amused: “Alright, alright, keep the romance in check, it’s the last big scene, quickly take lots of good shots, this is the final battle to Skeleton King Court!”

The reporters quickly adjusted their mood, hoisting their equipment once again.

Following the advancing army, filled with unprecedented excitement and anticipation.

Towards the direction of the Skeleton King Court at the end of the snowstorm, they embarked on the journey once more.

Meanwhile.

As Fang Qingyu’s army was about to set foot towards the final stronghold.

Inside the command hall of the eleventh stronghold.

The light here was dim, the walls embedded with sconces burning with green flames, projecting a dozen twisted figures either sitting or standing against the rough bone walls.

They varied in form, some covered with heavy armor shaped like giant scorpions.

Some like withered tree entwined with glowing green ghost fire.

But without exception, they emitted a strong and unnerving fear.

In the center of the hall, a hunchbacked elder Life Ghost with layered wrinkles on his face like ancient tree bark, reported in a hoarse and dry voice.

“…Reporting to the kings, according to the rune feedback, the current blood energy concentration progress has only completed twenty-one percent. To achieve the minimum threshold required for the door activation, it’s still short seventy-nine percent, converted into Low Tier bloodline Life Ghosts’ life essence, at least three million more need to be sacrificed.”

This number made the air in the hall even heavier.

The withered-skin sage continued: “However, currently aside from Fang Qingyu’s troops, their incredible advancement speed provides us with considerable blood energy progress, on other human advancement routes, the battle developments are slow! Shi Gandang, Zhao Haifeng’s unit advancement is sluggish, encountering resistance far beyond expectations, their casualties aren’t small, but the kill count of our low-tier troops is far from expected.”

It paused, the voice sank even lower: “If relying solely on other routes’ slow replenishments, filling this seventy-nine percent huge gap would likely far exceed our initial judgment, and would also exceed the tribe’s endurance limit.”