Chapter 1104 - 661: Opening Up the Blood Plains, Explosion of Profits, Advancing by Leaps and Bounds! (Part 2)

Chapter 1104: Chapter 661: Opening Up the Blood Plains, Explosion of Profits, Advancing by Leaps and Bounds! (Part 2)

Draven really is much wealthier than Rekton, as can be seen from the situation at the stronghold.

Draven’s stronghold, with walls at least thirteen meters high, has numerous turrets behind them according to Fang Zhou’s observations.

Though currently, the state of these turrets is not promising; most of them have been destroyed.

The entire stronghold, as Rekton said, the undead and war mercenaries attached to Draven have all died here.

The stronghold is filled with traces of demons, who are indulging in revelry, devouring the corpses of the undead scattered everywhere.

Numerous skeleton corpses are discarded haphazardly; these demons disdain these as food, seeking better fare.

In a subterranean cage within the stronghold, Draven, the original owner, is bound here.

His entire body is tightly bound by chains, and the prolonged battles have drained his death energy completely.

Ahead of him stand four or five high-tier, golden upper rank demons.

A six-armed snake demon is gently slicing the flesh of the hate samurai with his curved saber.

As the saber slices through, a large piece of the hate samurai’s flesh is sliced off by the snake demon.

This piece of flesh, weighing more than a pound, is held by the six-armed snake demon’s curved saber and offered to the other waiting demons.

A burning fire demon takes this piece of meat, and the flames on its body roast it until it sizzles with oil.

He stuffs the hate samurai’s meat into his mouth, chewing voraciously.

Meanwhile, the hate samurai, hanging in pain due to the enchanted chains, wails in agony.

Previously beaten half to death, Draven now hangs here like a slaughtered pig.

This process could last for several days, even up to a month.

Until the energy absorbed by Draven can no longer grow enough flesh, failing to satisfy these ruthless demons.

Even if Draven dies, his torture won’t end.

Demons are also adept at playing with souls; they will take Draven’s soul away.

As long as these demons live, the torment of Draven’s soul could endure for decades or even a century.

This is a prolonged ordeal, even thinking about it is excruciatingly painful.

However, Draven’s luck has arrived, as Fang Zhou has appeared outside the city.

Whether Fang Zhou slaughters the demons to rescue him, or whether the demons kill Draven to eradicate the roots, it will all swiftly end Draven’s physical suffering.

A golden-tier Sky-Hunting Demon flew over the dungeon, using its sharp voice to alert the high-tier demons below.

"New undead have arrived, fresh food is here!!!"

The other demons below, upon hearing this, left only one demon to guard Draven, as the others rushed out.

They climbed to the city walls, seeing less than a thousand undead soldiers outside.

Some demons laughed maniacally; the number of undead is barely enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the tens of thousands of demons within the city.

The number of demons within is far fewer than when Rekton last saw it.

Some were slain by the undead guards, others participated in attacking Rekton’s stronghold and were killed by Fang Zhou.

Another portion has left this undead stronghold, satiated.

A large number of demons swiftly charged out beyond the defense of the stronghold.

In the demon’s creed, the word "defense" does not exist.

Their lives are spent attacking and fleeing.

Relying on fortifications to defend? Impossible.

Fang Zhou watched from afar as demons kept pouring out of the city, smiling as if he saw not enemies, but adorable Blood Moon Coins.

In fact, as long as the number of demon legions doesn’t exceed one hundred thousand, or they don’t have more than two Glory Champion Tier demons.

These demons faced with Fang Zhou, are most likely delivering themselves to slaughter.

Fang Zhou looked at the charging demons, not defending in place, but instead leading the undead in retreat.

In the rear, over ten thousand tomb undead legion members were waiting here.

They hid within the ravines, with the mage corps casting concealment spells.

If these concealment spells face undead or another race’s army, they serve limited roles.

But for demons, they are highly useful.

The chaotic evil demons never care about whether there are ambushes around the battlefield.

As long as they can battle, who dies isn’t a concern; even if they themselves perish, it doesn’t matter.

Just like this, countless demons chased Fang Zhou’s small undead squad, slowly stepping into the trap set by Fang Zhou.

Some demons’ flying units charged at the fastest speed, they nearly reached Fang Zhou’s undead troops, though these undead are no pushovers.

Fang Zhou’s flying units nearby were all Silver Tier Blood Spirit Giant Bats.

Moreover, in the sky flies Rekton, the Blood Bat Knight commander.

All incoming demons, facing this flying undead unit, are met with disaster.

Even if several golden-tier Sky-Hunting Demons charged forward, Rekton was unafraid.

He swung his lance repeatedly, causing the Sky-Hunting Demons to cry out in alarm.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou also released several Death Energy Slashes to support Rekton.

After a few Death Energy Slashes, the Sky-Hunting Demons in the sky shrieked as they plummeted down.

These fragile golden-tier demons could not even withstand a single skill from Fang Zhou.

No matter the circumstance, the current flying units mostly belonged to Fang Zhou’s Blood Spirit Giant Bats.

He couldn’t bear to let his flying units suffer heavy casualties.

As the main demon forces entered the ambush circle, Fang Zhou’s Soul Fire stirred slightly, the hidden undead soldiers charged out.

On both flanks, infantry lines formed of Blood Spirit Warriors and Spiritual Remains Warriors.

Behind the demons, a cavalry regiment of precisely one hundred and fifty Curse Blood Knights and their six hundred Knight Followers began their charge.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhou mounted his massive Curse Blood Bone Dragon, soaring into the air as the attacks commenced.

First, he released a space seal, binding the space tightly.

Glory Death Energy Slash!

A devastatingly powerful Death Energy Slash exploded among the densest group of demons, the booming explosion echoed throughout the heavens.

Around the explosion, numerous demons were blown to pieces, limbs and fragments scattered everywhere.

Fang Zhou didn’t intend to let these demons go, he piloted the Curse Blood Bone Dragon in a dive toward the demons, like a heavy bomber.

"Roar!!"

Death Dragon Breath descends from above, burning through the demon ranks, obliterating all demons in its path.

By this stage in the battle, the chance of unexpected events occurring vanished.

Without Glory Champion Tier demon to block the fierce Fang Zhou, these demons below were utterly powerless.

Several demons attempted to retaliate as Fang Zhou dived.

Facing the pressure of Dragon’s Might, some threw their weapons attempting to attack Fang Zhou.

Others unleashed their talent abilities, which comparatively caused Fang Zhou greater harm.

Yet, middle and low-tier demon talent abilities rarely are offensive, mostly functional instead.

Golden-tier demon talent abilities pose a larger threat, but Fang Zhou was also enveloped in a Death Energy Shield.

The swarm of talent ability attacks trembled the surface of Fang Zhou’s Death Energy Shield but didn’t completely demolish the shield.

As long as the shield existed, Fang Zhou could continue to infuse energy to restore shield value, turning demon attacks into futile efforts.

Demon attacks did not harm him, but his offense was highly effective.

Whenever the shield was about to buckle, Fang Zhou took flight again.

During the shield recovery time, Fang Zhou was not idle.

Flying demon bodies are relatively more fragile, in this period, like an eagle catching sparrows, Fang Zhou controlled the Curse Blood Bone Dragon using claws and tails to swat many Terror Wing Demons and Sky-Hunting Demons from the sky.

This demon army with fewer than twenty thousand, quickly crumbled under Fang Zhou and the undead legion’s onslaught, they began fleeing for their lives.

Yet, under near encirclement conditions, demons escaping were rare, at most, some flying demons managed to escape.