Chapter 1235 - 838: Our Lord Is Here (Part 2)

Chapter 1235: Chapter 838: Our Lord Is Here (Part 2)

Baron’s attack was frenzied, yet it struggled to truly shake the opponent’s arm shield and crystal armor defense.

Lydia’s speed and poison blades had a significantly reduced effect on the non-living crystalline body.

Isabella needed to stay alert to the movements of the [Annihilation Throat], while sniping at the Fallen who kept whispering Spirit, dispersing the threat of her arrows.

On Cedric’s side, the [Annihilation Throat] clearly sensed the fresh troops joining their side, and the power of the "Echo of Silence" suddenly increased.

The rotating prismatic head glowed intensely blue, and the invisible Spirit razor became heavier and sharper.

Cedric felt his "Will: Unyielding" armor emit groans of unbearable pressure, and the golden light on his shield flickered violently again.

The fissures of the crystalline ground beneath his feet expanded, and blood flowed continuously from the corner of his mouth, while his whole body trembled from excessive exertion.

The timely attacks of two teammates forced the [Annihilation Throat] to be unable to attack with full force, but the opponent only needed to maintain pressure to keep Cedric on the defensive, retreating step by step.

Even worse, without the fire suppression from Isabella and Baron, the Low Level Void Insect Swarm at the edge of the newly cleared area rushed madly towards Hamilton Town as if smelling blood.

The militia’s defensive line was teetering amidst more deafening screams and the roars of the transformed.

Oliver’s forehead was sweating; he had to maintain the "Holy Light Domain" to provide Spirit and Soul Protection for his teammates, heal townsfolk constantly impacted by the Spirit attacks on the battlefield, and also split his focus to support Cedric’s faltering Spirit barrier.

The pressure of the Holy Light was immense, and even his scepter that bore power began to emit a faint hum, the gemstone at its tip flickering unsteadily.

Fighting on two fronts, constrained everywhere.

The newly descended Void Legend seemed to achieve victory not through overwhelming force but by leveraging its unique communication instinct, dragging the "Defenders" team into a desperate quagmire of both Spirit and physical exhaustion.

It was like a whispering Shadow, looming over the battlefield, causing the scales of victory to tilt faster toward destruction.

In the depths of the vortex of the Gate of Void, that massive energy tentacle was about to complete its final coalescence, like a demonic eye from the Abyss, slowly opening.

The battlefield was already drenched in the despairing purple.

The Gate of Void was steady as a mountain, and the deep purple vortex was swallowing and expelling endless destruction.

The crystalline limb swarms merged into a fetid tide, the shriek of the wailers and the roar of the Low Tier twisted forms combining to form a symphony of death powerful enough to tear apart mortal will.

They bypassed the "Defenders" team, tightly held by two Void Legends, and surged crazily towards the distant, flickering lights and rising screams of Hamilton Town.

The militia’s defensive line was as fragile as thin paper under the erosion of invisible fear and physical impact, collapse imminent at any moment.

Bitter battle! A complete bitter battle!

Cedric felt that his heavy Giant Shield had become a shackle that burdened Life.

The "Echo of Silence" from the [Annihilation Throat] was like an ice pick, continuously drilling at his Will Barrier.

The golden mountain phantom representing the "Unmoving" Rule was dimmed and cracked under the Rule crushing of the Level Twelve Void existence.

Each counter-blocking felt like pushing a rock against a mountain flood, the blood spurting from his mouth carrying the metallic taste of internal organ fragments.

His Life Value was also dwindling.

The crystalline ground beneath his feet cracked and collapsed in large swaths as he continued to retreat.

Isabella’s fingers continuously drew back the bowstring, and the overloading Demon-breaking Arrow made her arms numb and her soul ache.

She attempted to snipe the swarm targets charging towards the town, but as soon as the arrow left the string, the Rule interference of the [Annihilation Throat] wrapped around like invisible tentacles, deviating the Divine Light. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

She could only watch helplessly as the purple filthy current spread.

Baron’s roar was blood-flecked; his frenzied hammering repeatedly frustrated by the arm shield and Crystal Blade of the four-armed Fallen.

The opponent cunningly dodged his full-force heavy strikes, spreading deeper despair with words and those murky compound eyes.

"Look, the iron man of Giant Hammer, how insignificant is your Power in face of the Void? Think of the children about to be torn apart..."

Baron’s fury reached madness, the Alchemy engine within the Heavy Armor groaning, and the light of the Flame Chain Whip dimming.

Lydia transformed into a Shadow, her Dual Blades fast as a ghost, yet achieving little effect against the absolute defense constructed by the opponent’s four crystalline arms.

The Poison Blade left only shallow marks on the crystal armor, the curse toxin’s potency greatly weakened by the purely non-living structure.

She was repeatedly forced back, unable to find a fatal flaw.

Oliver’s face was as pale as paper, and the Holy Light Scepter’s glow flickered uncertainly.

He was like a string pulled to the limit, simultaneously maintaining the "Holy Light Domain" to protect teammates’ minds, healing militia tortured by Void whispers from afar, and struggling to support Cedric’s faltering Spirit barrier.

Excessive overexertion left him nearly exhausted, sweat as large as beans mixed with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Under such high pressure, even the datafied Night Watcher began to find it hard to bear.

Time was passing slowly, each second accompanied by more screams and sounds of destruction from the direction of the town.

Even within Cedric’s rock-solid will, a chasm of despair cracked open.

"Pinned in place... the Hamilton team bought time with their lives... and us? Are we to watch helplessly as the town on the land they protected turns to scorched earth?"