Chapter 655: Slaughter and Harves (1/2)

t [V6C185 – Sorrow of a Silent Parting]

Seeing Song Zining retreat with injuries, Qianye made a prompt decision to leap into the swarm of dark races below the wall. The might of his Oceanic Vortex erupted in full force, eliciting miserable cries from the dark race soldiers within a several dozen meters radius. The low-ranking soldiers were immediately crushed to the ground. The cannon fodder were deformed and perished quickly under the great pressure. Finally, the high-ranking warriors were able to struggle for a bit, but they could only hold out for a couple of moments.

Only ranked experts could resist the power of Qianye’s Oceanic Vortex, albeit barely. Just like that, the three relatively calm viscounts became evident in their midst.

Qianye stepped forth and slashed out thrice with East Peak, each strike in a different direction. And everywhere his blade fell, a viscount would fall—there was no escaping his strike no matter how they struggled or dodged.

Qianye immediately grew weaker after the three strikes. He wasn’t overzealous for battle, either, and simply jumped back into the fort.

That which Qianye had used was the sword art he had comprehended, Sweeping Calm. The move was simply too tyrannical, and up until this point, Qianye could only unleash three strikes. He was still a long way from calming the eight directions. After going all-out just now, Qianye felt an emptiness inside him as he returned to the fortress—he had already exhausted most of his origin power.

But Qianye’s slaughter of the three viscounts had intimidated the dark race army below the walls. No one dared give chase when he returned to the walls.

Qianye stood atop the fort and gazed coldly at the enemies. Countless dark race warriors were intimidated by his aura and actually didn’t dare approach the fortress. As such,an odd, empty space appeared below the walls.

At this point, a cold but majestic voice echoed through the land, “A bunch of useless trash! I’ll give you one hour to take that fortress or else everyone will be put to death.”

The voice was cold and mechanical without the slightest of emotions. His tone was incomparably natural even when he was talking about putting a ten-thousand strong army to death. Who knew how many similar orders he had issued in the past?

However, the backbone of the fortress defense force was made up of Zhao clan elites. Among them were a fair number of officers brought in from the Fire Beacon Corps. These people had fought countless battles against the dark races, so how could mere words scare them?

The dark race warships attacking from the skies were struck repeatedly. Two corvettes burst into flames at almost the same time and fell to the ground.

That voice snorted deeply in anger. Soon afterward, a beam of prismatic light shot out from the command vessel and traversed thousands of meters toward the fortress.

At this moment, another clear voice rang out in the sky. “Attacking the juniors? What skill! Come, come, come, Zhang Xuandao is looking forward to a battle!”

These words hadn’t even ended when a figure rushed out of the imperial fleet and into the clouds. A green figure also flew out from the Evernight fleet and followed suit. Dark clouds suddenly billowed in the skies as the two divine champions began fighting.

Now that even the general was in action, the subordinate experts didn’t dare remain indifferent. They immediately pressed their armies on and launched a fierce attack. They also split off an army to circle around the fortress and chase the retreating Zhang clan forces.

Qianye had just caught his breath when the dark races once again swarmed over like tides. Moreover, this time, they were extremely fierce and attacking with reckless abandon. Right from the start, origin bullets, cannon shells, and ballistae poured onto the wall like rain. In the blink of an eye, the soldiers beside Qianye had fallen in droves.

Qianye had just raised a heavy shield when he heard sounds akin to rain striking banana leaves—the density of bullets was almost unbelievable. Even someone of Qianye’s strength could feel his hands trembling somewhat.

He stretched out a leg and flicked a crate of hand grenades. His free hand then blurred into countless afterimages as he removed the safety pins. The dozens of explosives froze for a split second in the air before they were sent flying with a single wave. The grenades exploded in the air, sending a rain of shrapnel pouring into the soldiers below. This effectively mowed down large swathes of enemies.

“Grenade!” Qianye roared. Two Zhao clan veterans immediately rushed over with two crates of explosives and placed them in Qianye’s reach. Afterward, they ran back to fetch more. However, they were only halfway when a stream of bullets sent them flying off the wall, never to rise again.

The battle was extremely intense at this stage. Qianye watched the soldiers beside him fall one by one as he tossed out crate after crate of grenades. Every time those nets of firepower flickered into existence, a small area would be cleared out in the dark race army.

At first, the ranked officers and high-ranking soldiers would attempt to block Qianye’s grenades. However, there were simply too many grenades exploding at the same time. They gave up on intercepting them after a couple of tries.

At the height of the battle, Qianye reached back for grenades but found nothing. There were only empty crates around him, and there weren’t any soldiers, either. He was the only one left defending this stretch of the wall.