Chapter 847 - 356: Why Is the Swamp Army So Strong?! (3)
Chapter 847: Chapter 356: Why Is the Swamp Army So Strong?! (3)
Then, more than two hundred Giant Bear Mages in that direction were instantly hunted down, with only a few dozen who reacted the quickest managing to conjure Magic Shields to escape harm.
It was the same for the other directions.
This sudden strike caused devastating losses for the Giant Bear Mages, their numbers plummeting from over six thousand to less than two thousand!
The ambush, patiently concealed for so long, yielded an extraordinarily powerful effect.
This was a casting troop, and not a single ten-thousand-strong legion could be spared from an army of millions!
The Half-Elf Shooters and Dark Night Elves who were no longer hiding began their performance at once.
Gripping their 5-star Meteor Bows, they pulled them open with brutal force.
The bowstrings snapped like rain on a rooftop.
Dense and furious.
The army below began to feel the oppressive force from the remote strength of Weilu City.
The dark cloud of arrows was shot out from the 5-star Level Equipment.
Those wearing Leather Armor, Bone Armor, or even those exposed without armor, when struck by arrows, were almost always pierced through flesh and bone,
without exception.
The arrows shot by the Dark Night Hunters carried even greater strength, capable of tearing flesh apart.
It seemed less like being hit by an arrow and more like being pierced by a Long Spear.
A scene of bloodiness.
This was a crushing force from the Equipment!
The Centaur Archers also valiantly retaliated, but attacking uphill towards the city wall inherently reduced their range.
Moreover, distressingly, Katana’s archers were all hidden atop the Ancient Tree Guardians.
As the arrows were shot, the branches of the Ancient Tree Guardians blocked most of them.
After being cast and forged with metal, the Ancient Tree Guardians’ defense was barely inferior to the Cold-blooded Cavalry... Their size allowed them to wear armor of an absurd thickness, your thumb’s width, my damn fist’s width!
They simply wouldn’t give a chance.
And for the few hit, the Alchemy-Activated Armor that hadn’t been replaced yet completely absorbed the damage.
As for the Cold-blooded Cavalry on the wall... the opponent’s arrows were like mere tickles, bouncing off their armor directly.
The Rock Heavy Armor that had been enhanced several times had its defense raised to a frightening level.
These brutal warriors defended the city walls with cold eyes, and anyone daring to step up would inevitably face the most savage attacks.
Veterans who had been through countless battles became the pillars of the war.
Firmly controlling the tempo of the battlefield.
The newly promoted Cold-blooded Cavalry were also rapidly evolving and growing in the high-pressure environment of the battlefield.
The Wild Pantheon’s army attacked with increasing ferocity, densely deploying siege ladders, covering most of the Thorn Wall.
Below, the Giant Snake Warriors and Giant Bear Warriors charged relentlessly upwards.
Meanwhile, Centaur Warriors launched a continuous assault on the fifteen sky-high avenues.
Neither side retreated, clashing in the most ferocious manner.
The giant rocks thrown by the Titan War Pigs behind have never ceased, but most were intercepted by the Ancient Tree Guardians.
Only a few landed on the wall, resulting in pitifully few casualties.
After a brutal standoff for five hours, this assault of half a million troops hadn’t advanced a step, still battling for control of the top of the walls!
The Centaur God, observing the stalemated battlefield that couldn’t advance at all, looked extremely grim.
How could the swamp army be this strong?
That newly risen Swamp God had only recently condensed its authority, right?
How the hell is this possible?
Feeling deeply disgruntled.
"The strength of this swamp army is somewhat beyond expectations. If we can’t make progress... our plan will be significantly compromised."
He said while staring at the area above the city gate, feeling the presence of that Swamp God there.
"The Sovereign, the Master of Dark Crows has given us the current location of their territory..."
The deerman with golden horns clasped his hands behind his back and did not turn around.
"Their strength indeed exceeded expectations... send part of the army to attack the swamp, diverting that Swamp God’s attention."
"The rules of the Main Plane have changed, allowing Level 18 beings to enter... don’t hold back."
His eyes showed a trace of brutality.
"We don’t have many opportunities... if we miss this one, who knows if there’ll be another."
"No one can block our path!"