315 Glorious Lotus Tongue (1/2)
In the sky above Dragon City, the fight between Bedivere and Faceless One has entered its ‘white hot’ stage. After he got all his power back, Faceless One began to turn the tide, from being defensive to full offensive, endlessly launching like-a-tide holy light spells at Bedivere. The proud figure of one of the Knights of the Round Table appeared humble and small in the boundless sea of holy light, completely drowned in it.
Faceless One’s way of fighting was very peculiar. Obviously, he had the overwhelming superiority in terms of strength, yet he still wanted to poke into the opponent’s heart. The holy light’s energy was manipulated by him into various illusions, projecting his opponent’s most feared images.
Sometimes, Bedivere saw Marina and Irene were being brutally dismembered, sometimes, it was the covered-in-blood past allies of Bedivere. He could even project the illusion of Knight King ordering Bedivere to kneel to beg for mercy and give up resistance.
These illusions wouldn’t have much effect on a determined warrior, but in the face of an opponent who has an overwhelming strength advantage, any hint of hesitation or surprise would bring out a disastrous consequence. Faceless One didn’t need for Bedivere to mentally collapse—as long as he was slightly caught up in the illusion, a series of deadly fatal blows would soon follow.
Bedivere was armed with a knight’s sword. The sword was filled with inscriptions, which gave him the endless supply of power bestowed by the Knight King, pushing him to continue the fight. He had no intention of getting angry from the opponent’s means. Playing with human nature has already been the instinct of Faceless One. This was his opponent’s fighting style. What he has to do was to make his heart infinitely surrounded by boundless coldness, so that it would be unaffected by any external things… at the very least, in order to have a slight chance of success.
The all-out fight between the two top-level high order professions caused even their surrounding to change color. The sword light and holy light tore the sky over Dragon City. The clear sky was divided into countless fragments. Some had dark clouds, some had thunder and lightning, some had the deep tinge of the night sky; in fact, some even showed the scenery of hell!
The law of heaven and earth began to distort, which made no one dare to approach the battlefield in the sky. Everyone could only wait for the battle between these two top-level high order professions to have its conclusion.
In fact, in the entire battlefield, although it appeared that all the people were slaughtering each other, if one looked close enough, the actual battlefield was strictly stratified, people with different power level would not easily meet each other.
It was ineffective after all. Although there was a gap in power between Faceless One and Bedivere, both were top level high order professions, already near the legendary level. Lower order or middle order professions were simply unable to intervene in these two men’s battle, which could be crushed solely by the shockwave of the fight. Without investing dozens of high order professions, no decisive impact could be put in their battle. However, how could a high order professions be wasted just like that?
It would be very difficult for lower order professions to survive in the face of higher order professions; human wave tactic would be inefficient. Certainly, high order professions could completely trash the lower order professions, but would the high order professions from the opposite party just stand idly by?
The key to the battlefield was in the middle.
The outcome of the fighting between camps was mostly decided in the middle-level battle, simply because most of the high order professions have a strong ability to survive. Unless the difference in absolute power was too much, they could at least delay their opponents. If the power difference were too much, it would not be a battle anymore but pure slaughter. In general, once the outcome on the middle-level battle has been decided, they could be very flexible in their action. Below them, they could be like a whirlwind and clean off the lower order professions. On the other hand, a fully prepared team of middle order professions was also an extremely powerful piece. Therefore, the middle-rank fight has always been the key to the battle.
Currently, on the battlefield, the high-rank battle was somewhat in a stalemate position; although Dragon City Guards were in a disadvantaged position, they could still withstand the attack. However, the middle-rank fighters from Holy Light Religion actually possessed an overwhelming advantage against their counterpart. In fact, the number of middle-rank fighters of Holy Light Religion was far above that of Dragon City Guards. However, Dragon City Guards were veterans in battle, plus they had the advantage of home territory, therefore they were barely able to withstand their opponent. But after Holy Light Religion mobilized the traitors in Dragon City Guards, this balance was broken.
The outermost perimeter defense line was quickly broken. The Holy Light Religion, under the leadership of the Holy Knight, rapidly burst inside, engaging in close quarter combat against Dragon City Guards, which quickly ate away the existing space of the opposite party.
In the blink of an eye, the front line was crumbling.
”Hey, your men are being slaughtered, aren’t you going to do something about it?”
In the sky above, Faceless One lightly asked.
Bedivere didn’t deign to answer that question. He turned the engraved-with-inscription sword and continued to launch his attacks, trying to catch the opposite side’s flashing trajectory. His opponent was Faceless One, so there was nothing else to consider. At this time, if he lost because of the distractions, he would unleash a horrible devil, which would be an irresponsible thing to do instead.
Seeing that his provocation has failed, Faceless One did not give up. ”So, you are that confident on the inner line of defense, huh?”
While he was talking, most of the Dragon City Guardians have been forced into their inner line of defense. Supported by three forts, with Bedivere’s castle at the core, this was their last trump card in the Barrack Area.
After the vast majority of Dragon City Guards withdrew into the inner circle of defense, the three fortresses that encircled it rose up from the ground. These bricks and stones buildings seemed to have their own lives. The square fortresses sprung up into three stone giants.
These three giants were extremely powerful alchemy-refined beings. Anyone of them has the strength of a high order profession, and in the narrow battlefield, their lethality was unmatched. They have great power and swift action. Immediately after they became active, they immediately swung their punches fiercely, breaking the bones and fracturing the ribs of the vanguard Holy Knights of the Holy Light Religion.
These giants’ fists were as big as a small hill, while the Holy Knights, in order to press forward, were in a dense formation, so each punch would result in ten of them turning into a pulp. The dark blue body of the giants were indestructible, and any Holy Light spells were basically ineffective.
Encountering such opponents, the frontline regiment of the Holy Light Religion began to have the tendency to collapse, which gave a big boost to the morale of Dragon City Guards so that they began to fight back; unexpectedly, they were able to somewhat push back to the front line of the opponent! Them initially being in absolute disadvantage now has a glimmer of hope of a comeback.
”Humph, it’s really not easy to remove decades of management. Those are actually the blessed stones of holy light, which were actually managed to be accumulated by you by these much, enough to built three fortress giants. Dragon City parish is indeed rotten, they really need a good purge.”
While suppressing Bedivere, Faceless One commented with keen interest on the battlefield below.
”But, after decades of living side by side, do you think we really know nothing about these three giants? Those blue stones were made from our Holy Light spell, do you think we don’t have any of them?”
Bedivere didn’t answer, instead, his knight sword offensive became more and more violent.
At this time, a Holy Light Religion senior priest read aloud, ”All the blessings of the world are from the Holy Light, and the will of the Holy Light will lead everything! All those who stole from Holy Light will not last long, and will be punished by the Holy Light!”
At the same time, the three green stones fortress giants trembled violently, each of its stones painfully groaning under that senior priest’s recitation.
The miracle of the Holy Light came from the Holy Light, and the priest, as the spokesperson of the Holy Light, naturally has the right to take back this miracle.
In just a moment of time, the white golden light continued to seep out from these three giants. That was the power of the blessing of the Holy Light, and also the source of Holy Light spell immunity. This time, it has been driven away.
Without the spell immunity, the three bluestone giants were just three large targets. The Holy Light Religion priests rallied and cast out a lot of spells. And soon, the giants were drowned in them. These mighty refined-by-alchemist beings sent out a horrible cry, but inevitably, little by little, they began to disintegrate.
At this time, in one corner of the battlefield, a sorrowful looking old man said, ”Holy Saintes, please let me stop all of this. This war… is meaningless.”
”Stop all of this? Can you do that?” A sword-wielding Nine Regions cultivator chuckled and interjected, ”Be careful, or it might bring ruin and shame upon yourself.”
”No matter what, I must do my best to stop this tragedy from continuing!”
”Without seeing the yellow river, you won’t give up, huh? Very well then, just try it. I’m going to collect your corpse later.” Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, that Nine Regions cultivator shrugged. ”Looking forward for your good news.”