Chapter 849 - 357: Attacked from Both Sides, but How Is the Swamp Even More Insane Than the Original Plane?!
Chapter 849: Chapter 357: Attacked from Both Sides, but How Is the Swamp Even More Insane Than the Original Plane?!
He, the dignified Centaur God, raised this army, and they’re this useless?
Within the Wild Pantheon, the centaur armies are the most numerous, because centaurs are brave and good at war!
But looking at them now, there’s absolutely no sign of that so-called prowess... The first time they entered the Long Thorn Mountain Range they got lured into a trap and slaughtered, the second time they served as the main assault force and have been deadlocked for eight or nine hours now without even setting foot on the city wall.
And the troops sent afterward didn’t even get close enough to touch the enemy city before they were gone...
The intense shame made him exceptionally irritable.
The Deer-man slowly nodded.
"Move as soon as possible... don’t disrupt the plan!"
The setup is a chain of links; if the very first step goes wrong, how much strength will it take to make up for it later?
And such a low-level mistake is unforgivable!
The Centaur God nodded and slowly closed his eyes.
Before long, Lear, who was overseeing the battle on the Catanaro City Wall, narrowed his pupils, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The Wild Pantheon still refuses to give up.
With a slight movement of thought, he returned to Weilu City; after he opened his eyes, the space around him blurred, and in an instant he appeared on the towering city wall.
Focusing his gaze, he saw that several kilometers away, a gigantic space rift over a thousand meters long had torn open the earth.
Within the rift, a colossal centaur over 50 meters tall, clad in pure black Bone Armor and holding a Bone Spear, stood across it.
It radiated a terrifying might that made people’s hearts tremble; the troops on the wall all felt as if they were being stared at by a Giant Dragon lurking in the dark, their souls subjected to a crushing sense of oppression.
That was the pressure from a higher being, the aura emitted by a supreme existence that holds Authority over this world.
That massive space rift looked as if it had been carved open by its weapon.
The Centaur God... the other side had actually made a personal move to open a passage leading into the Swamp.
The Mire Swamp had long since been blanketed by his Authority; ordinary space rifts simply could not be opened in this region.
Only an existence of the same Level could mobilize the Power of Authority to tear Space.
Clearly, the centaur’s defeat just now had driven this Centaur God to the point that he could no longer resist entering the field himself!
Lear’s gaze grew deep as he met the other’s eyes across the void.
He could clearly sense the intense killing intent in the Centaur God’s gaze.
"Newly risen Swamp God, you are bold indeed, daring to enrage the Wild Pantheon... Next, you’ll watch everything you possess be destroyed and taken!"
"No one can shelter you!"
With that, he disdained to say more; that massive body suddenly collapsed like a Bubble, turning into a streak of flowing light that stabilized the space rift.
The next instant, Centaur Warriors surged out of the space rift, their numbers enough to make one click their tongue in shock.
They directly formed a black tide.
Even Lear’s eyelids twitched nonstop at the sight.
These damned old-brand Divine Spirits, the foundation they’ve built up over several million years really is outrageous.
They can casually pull out several million troops, and even let them die without a second thought...
And the scene of the Goddess of Misfortune’s hundreds of thousands of Ultimate Soldiers slaughtering an Abyss Plane was still vivid before his eyes.
He drew in a deep breath, his gaze turning profound.
No matter how many troops you’ve amassed, no matter what foundation you have... within the Swamp, his will is everything!
The path that doesn’t work on the Original Plane will never be allowed to work in the Swamp either!
Once the centaur army assembled, they immediately trampled over the farmlands as they pressed toward Weilu City.
The lush green wheat fields outside were completely submerged and crushed underfoot...
This scene made Lear’s eyes grow gradually colder.
"You... dare to trample my wheat?!"
The killing intent radiating from him made even the nearby Cold-blooded Cavalry feel a powerful sense of oppression.
Sensing this, the expressions of the Cold-blooded Cavalry each turned frenzied.
The Sovereign is angry!!
The wrath of our God can only be washed away with blood!
When the master is humiliated, the servants must die; this is an unforgivable mistake!
The centaurs didn’t care in the slightest about the farmland beneath their hooves; their speed grew faster and faster, forming a terrifying torrent.
Ten thousand horses galloping, iron hooves pounding the earth.
Mud and water splashed high, the wheat was completely flattened.
Just then... whoosh, whoosh~
The Ancient Tree Guardians didn’t hold back in the slightest, hurling one gigantic boulder after another.
Thousands of massive rocks traced long parabolic arcs as they came crashing down, smashing into the densely packed centaurs.
Then—exploded apart!
Bang~
The scattering fragments, carrying a horrific impact, pierced through bodies, instantly killing and maiming a vast swath.
Lear dispatched five large battalions of Ancient Tree Guardians into Katana, leaving the remaining three battalions to garrison Weilu City.
The Cold-blooded Cavalry sent out five ten-thousand-man legions, keeping two legions in reserve.
The Centaur had no siege weapons, so at this moment they could only be one-sidedly pounded by the Ancient Tree Guardians!
Terrifying boulders came crashing down madly, turning the dense charging formation into a bloody, mangled Meat Grinder.
But there were simply too many Centaur, so many that they couldn’t be killed off no matter what.
Thousands of meters were devoured under their frenzied gallop, and in no time at all they had arrived.
The next instant, a brilliant beam of light shot out from behind the Centaur, forming directly in midair, then falling to the ground to become an arched, translucent bridge leading straight to the city wall.
The Centaur army galloped straight onto the bridge, killing their way toward the top of the wall.
Having seen the Catanaro City Wall before, the Centaur God naturally wanted to avoid this even more unscalable wall right before his eyes!
The Original Plane does not allow Level 15 power to exist, but the Main Plane does!
The Ancient Tree Guardians had unlimited ammo; the Centaur army charged recklessly under the fire of three thousand turrets and paid a horrific price.
But to achieve their goal, all the leading assault detachments were Level 18 Warriors!
More than fifty thousand of them!
They only lost a bit over ten thousand; the rest stormed up the wall in a terrifying posture.
And slammed head-on into the Cold-blooded Cavalry!
Crack~
Bang~
The ferocious Centaur crashed into the Cold-blooded Cavalry, but the imagined scene of the enemy being虐杀 did not appear.
The troops before them, whose Level was three levels lower, actually dared to meet them head-on.
And forcibly stopped their Charge!
In the clash of strength, they were even slightly at a disadvantage...
The Centaur’s eyes were full of disbelief; they were the brave Centaur—how could they possibly fail to beat a bunch of low-level Lizard-men!!
They immediately erupted with an even crazier attack, but were still brutally held back!
Swish swish swish~
At this moment, the Half-Elf Archers in the rear began to unleash their power.
Hidden on the Ancient Tree Guardians, they sniped at the enemies who had stepped onto the wall from close range.
At this distance, they could hit even with their eyes closed... even if their Level was a bit lower, the 5 Stars Bow and Arrow in their hands weren’t trash; their damage was still impressive.
At the same time, from behind the wall came a sudden buzzing~ as countless ferocious wasps burst into flight, black and red, with sharp stingers on their tails.
The swarm poured down, directly tearing bloody gashes into the Centaur’s exposed skin.
Dealing massive damage.
Along with them, one after another scythe-wielding, dark and half-transparent wraith also flew out from behind the wall.
These wraiths dove straight into the Centaur army, scythes swinging; they had no physical form, yet slashed directly at the soul.
The Centaur army let out shrill, miserable wails; many fell dead to the ground without a single wound on their bodies.
The Level 15 Deserted Tomb Guard, whose scythes were lit with 20 Inscriptions, had terrifyingly high Attack Power.
The Centaur army’s frenzied offensive was forcibly crushed.
Just as the front was blocked, a low roar suddenly came from the horizon.
Many Centaur instinctively turned their heads to look.
In their line of sight, strange Giant Dragons flew in from the distance; these creatures were fat, like balloons inflated to the limit.
Around their bodies floated one colorful candy sphere after another, and you could even feel the sweet scent spreading through the air.
Behind these Giant Dragons, a group of Demons flapped their flesh wings, Bone Swords in hand, following closely in elegant poses.
And at the head of these two suddenly appearing armies were two ferocious figures.
One had soft, octopus-like limbs growing from his back, yet those limbs glinted with a mechanical sheen, and he had two heads.
The other was a Barbarian, but the Brutality of his aura was so intense that even the sky dimmed.
After these two armies appeared, they dove straight in from the flank...
The candies swirling around those chubby Giant Dragons whooshed down, slamming directly into the dense formations.
Bang~
The instant they hit the ground, the candies exploded.
Terrifying Energy swept through everything; the surrounding Centaur suddenly froze, turning into seven-colored candy men.
The winged Demons swung their Bone Swords in dense arcs; streaks of Sword Qi ripped through Space, and the Centaur Warriors were cut down like weeds...
Seeing this scene, Lear’s gaze finally eased a bit.
Centaur, huh?
So what if he’s transferred his main force into the Original Plane?!
The Swamp—is that something you can even dare to covet?!