Chapter 848 - 357: Two-Pronged Assault, But How Is the Swamp More Twisted Than the Original Plane?!
Chapter 848: Chapter 357: Two-Pronged Assault, But How Is the Swamp More Twisted Than the Original Plane?!
The will of the Divine Spirit is above all!
After the golden-antlered deer confirmed the next attack direction with the Centaur God... the Centaur God immediately directed part of his consciousness back to the Divine Kingdom and began issuing divine decrees.
Directly dispatch the army to enter the Main Plane and attack the swamp.
They were both afraid that Katana would fall too quickly, failing to lure the Goddess of Misfortune, and feared that Katana would be difficult to conquer, failing to attract the Goddess of Misfortune’s attention.
But the course of the situation does not shift according to their will; to keep the rhythm in hand, they could only exert effort from every aspect.
With precise coordinates and the rules of the Main Plane already altered, opening a spatial rift is not a difficult task.
Katana was in fierce battle, Mire Swamp←West, a conspicuous spatial rift, like paper cut cleanly by a blade, emerged neatly and clearly at the edge of the swamp.
A thousand meters away is the region of the spatial rift where demons crawl out.
A robust centaur steps out, displaying a Level 18 Hero’s formidable aura.
After he leads, a dense mass of centaur army slowly surged out behind him, as concentrated as ants or locusts.
The centaur leader strides to the swamp front and gazes afar.
The thick swamp mist enters his view.
There is a cold touch in his eyes.
That special plane cannot accommodate forces above Level 15, only low-level warriors can be dispatched, he cannot heed the divine decree to participate in warfare.
This makes him feel very suffocated inside.
But luckily, that damn Swamp God still has territory in the Main Plane!
Now, it’s time to unveil the power of the centaurs!
For the great Sovereign, for our God!!
As emotions in his heart surged, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the Demon Army continuously pouring into the swamp from not far away.
A bit of surprise flickered in his eyes... why so many demons?
He turned his gaze back to the swamp; what makes this place so enticing?
At that moment, those demons also discovered the centaur’s traces and immediately stirred up.
Their eyes turned bloodshot, revealing brutal smiles and fluttering wings flying madly forward.
Savage eyes carried an insatiable greed.
Fresh souls and flesh!
These are all their food!!
The centaur leader’s face changed upon seeing this.
These damned bastards actually view them as prey?!
With a wave of his hand, a white bone spear appeared, which he fiercely hurled towards the sky.
In an instant, a fierce tempest arose, the spear exuding a fierce and frenzied sense of oppression.
The flying demons’ bodies shuddered, feeling like they were being watched by a Giant Dragon, and scattered like birds and beasts.
No longer daring to approach.
Upon seeing this, the centaur leader coldly chuckled, leaving the bone spear suspended in the sky, and waved for the army to advance.
"Flatten the swamp!"
Demons are nothing but trivial interludes, and with so many demons participating in the attack ... he does not believe the swamp can withstand their military might!!
To seize the initiative, the centaur leader personally led the team forward.
The vanguard of a hundred thousand grandly entered the swamp, followed incessantly by another hundred thousand.
Treading on the mire ground, the centaurs converged into the mist... initially not taking notice, isn’t mist in a swamp quite normal?
Now there’s no time to wait for the mist to disperse; the divine decree is an unbreakable law!
After entering for about twenty minutes, the Centaur God suddenly felt something peculiar, the surrounding air became still.
Even the sound of breathing now resonated like drumbeats.
Senses became completely silent; even when entirely unleashed, it was impossible to detect anything beyond ten meters.
The centaur leader promptly attempted to respond upon discovering the anomaly.
But turning looked back, not knowing when the army has scattered, with only a hundred following.
His face became extremely unpleasant.
Something’s wrong with this mist!
There are at least powers of perception blocking, vision blurring, and his thinking is sluggish, realizing the anomaly only now... this swamp is very dangerous!
Immediately intent to return, regroup the army and find another way through the mist, but he had not yet stepped two paces when a swarm of demons flew aggressively.
These demons emitted an extremely frenzied aura, attacking directly upon sight without speaking.
This hundred people were powerless to withstand the ferocious demons and were quickly slaughtered.
The centaur leader, in a mix of shock and rage, killed four or five demons before seeing their numbers increase, and was forced to flee.
Yet the more he ran, the more alarmed he grew, completely losing direction, only noticing the previously quiet mist become boiling.
Terrifying roars surrounded him, with demons possibly emerging from the mist at any moment...
His mind gradually tightened, seeing everything as enemies, until he too became utterly frenzied.
Just like the demons he first encountered!
The mist like a giant mouth silently devoured the centaur army whole.
Not until a full three hours later did the Centaur God receive word... the two hundred thousand he dispatched; they hadn’t even seen the city within the swamp before vanishing.
Even more exaggerated than slaughter on the Original Plane.
The Centaur God’s anger turned his face green.
Glaring at the golden-antlered deer’s strange gaze, he suddenly flushed with rage.
"Sovereign, I must act personally!"
Too embarrassing.
Originally intended a pincer attack, to harness swamp powers on the Main Plane to smoothen Original Plane’s progress.
Yet the damn two hundred thousand troops sacrificed without even sighting the city... how is this being fought?