531 We are His Bros Too (1/2)

Black God and the team had made their move.

The instant Eight Gods pulled out the Magic Scroll, five of them tacitly positioned themselves nearer to the outer ring of the battlefield.

Boom!

Boom!

Subjugator and Judge moved first and exploded out of nowhere. They crashed unstoppably and recklessly into the Order of Eight Gods players' formation like diving fighter jets. After all, everyone affected by Eight Gods Tier 5 AoE Spell had lost their Elemental Perception altogether so no player could launch a precise attack amid the confusion. The two Warriors only needed to focus on the adjacent enemies and left the rest to their backup—the other three winged Elementalists.

Crashing into the crowd, several bright flares that burned like dragon flames spread out rapidly from Subjugator into numerous directions. His burning figure wrapped in red flame marched in mercilessly through the white lights (from Black God's Earth Spell).

Subjugator, the number one melee fighter of Fallen Angels, could definitely be listed as the top three damage dealers of the Warrior Class in Angel Faction owing to his highest grade Gold or Dark Gold Equipment that ignored Burn damage and his Legendary weapon. This was evidently shown by his brutal and speedy propulsion—almost no one from the Order who crossed path with Subjugator could withstand his attack and remain on their feet after that.

More than ten meters away, a different approach was taken by Judge.

The number of players from the Order that were killed by Judge was way lesser than Subjugator's count. His march depended partly on his skill, partly strength, and mostly resolve. He had a mixed set of defensive Legendary and Dark Gold equipment on. Within a few seconds, he had received countless poundings by rival warriors or other classes. But all the assault from the enemies did not seem to bother him much. The heavy bombardments from the enemies were unable to stop his advance at all. Under the heavy fire, Judge either pushed the players from the Order out of the way with his concrete outer shield or simply swept them aside using his broadsword.

Black God's spell Earthdragon's Rage also timely provided the two vanguards a good cover, allowing them to reach the landing spot of Eight Gods with less hindrance.

The safety of Netherspirit's Menace, meanwhile, was less of a concern to Subjugator and Judge.

This degree of attack could not even kill Black Rock, what more, the Netherspirit's Menace who had outplayed Dark Dragon with his extraordinary air battle and maneuvering mastery.

They were still unaware that this guy who called himself Netherspirit's Menace was actually their Clan Leader. If they were to know, their slight concern would be reduced to nothing.

***

Qin Ruo had experienced such fall too many times. He no longer panicked being taken down in an air battle due to his pocketful of countermeasure. He now had the confidence to defeat anyone in the air, as high as the number of methods he could use to shoot down his winged opponent.

The first memory that came to Qin Ruo's mind when Eight Gods ordered his men to enter the ring was the battle at Moonrise City. He knew he would be doomed if he were to fall right into the trap of the enemy troop.

He and Black Rock had dealt with such situation then and escaped unharmed. So to him, Eight Gods plan seemed petty to him now.

He calmly used pre-arrayed Water Element to form several nets that slowed down his descent gradually and buried himself in his own Frostburst the moment right before he touched the ground.

Dong!

Unharmed, Qin Ruo landed steadily on his feet. Players from the Order around him were either staggered or blasted away by the explosion.

The water nets above Qin Ruo rapidly shrunk into a condensed frost ball…

Rapid explosions!

Few Warriors who managed to stand firm were just about to jump on Qin Ruo when numerous sharp blade made of ice flew at them. The ice blade cut deep wounds on their bodies and the chill immediately spread into the veins, which froze their blood from inside out.

Within the five-meter radius from Qin Ruo, few players on the ground with inadequate defense were even killed instantaneously by the sudden attack. Under the effect of the Darkfrost Potion, Compressed Frost Bullet was no joke. Even with Berserk and Battle Aura activated, a Tier 4 player would not be able to endure the spell's effect.

Those who were still alive after the powerful attack were no better as they were being turned into ice sculpture. Qin Ruo stayed put in the middle of the circle and immediately began charging the next spell. He had no fear of the weak ranged spell cast by the Tier 4 Elementalists beyond the encirclement.

He restored his Water Elemental Perception and spread it widely. All classes of Warrior and Bowmaster until the edge of the battlefield had now been target-locked by him.

***

Seeing that five Champions from Fallen Angels charged in unstoppably and massacring his members, Eight Gods who nearly fell to his death was exasperated. 'What an idiot, Raziel!'

”Where are you and your Holy Clan?! Where have your two winged players gone?”

He could not understand how such a brilliant opportunity to snipe down Netherspirit's Menace had slipped away in a matter of seconds. He blamed it on Holy Clan's stupidity.

”They are disabled from flying! Damn it, I never thought that they would have such a skill. They couldn't ascend without Angelic Wings, that's why they are now stuck in the crowd and can do nothing about it.”

”Anti-flight?” Eight Gods was stunned. He immediately grumbled, ”What about the others? Why are you guys not on the battlefield? You plan to show up only after my men are all killed?”

”F*ck! Stop shouting at me! My men were blocked at the entrance by the Violent Army! Homme Fatale and Dinosaurcerers are barricading us. You want a taste of them? Come here now. Or else, keep your filthy mouth shut!”

The one who answered back was the vice-captain of the Holy Clan, Barton. Something serious must have happened right after that, because Barton was yelling again, ”F*ck! We can't hold it any longer. Shit! There are two hundred Tier 5 players coming in from their side! Those sons of bitches from Pharaoh Clan just ran away!”

At this moment, the exterior of Savis Town was turned into a heavy war zone. The plain that span from the entrance of the town to few-hundred meters away was ravaged by fierce battles. Holy Clan, Order of Eight Gods, and Pharaoh Clan had combined to deploy at least three thousand elite fighters. Meanwhile, despite being slightly outnumbered, troops from Fallen Angels and Violent Army had gained total control of the battle situation behind the higher amount of Tier 5 Champions.

Dinosaurcerer and Homme Fatale along with a group of Tier 5 Champions guided more than a few hundred Savages from Violent Army to pin the players from Holy Clan and Pharaoh armies back inside the town. Whenever a Tier 5 tried to escape, the player would be immediately put down brutally. Tier 4 players of the losing side wouldn't even dare to lay a finger on the enemy's frontline formed solely by Tier 5 players.

Eight Gods' condition had just become more dire without the promised reinforcement. At the impact of the attack by the five Champions from Fallen Angels, more than two hundred of his men had now been sacrificed in the frenzy.

He looked on helplessly as one Swordmaster and one Berserker charged in his direction.