“This is a good challenge!” Lai Fu praised despite sweating from the heat coming off the fiery tornado behind him and the pressure of needing to breakthrough. His Shimmering Shark Mount was able to bite off any incoming demons who came too close to the entourage of shopkeepers.
“You are kidding me!!” San Sun yelled as he did a flip with his Wok mount and used it to smack the daylight out of the demons from his side. With his cultivation, San Sun instantly heats up his own Wok (not his mount!) via his chi.
Using the Wok as a ranged weapon, he threw it to a bunch of incoming enemies. Demons who were hit by the burning Wok were inflicted with a raging fire on their heads. (Their heads were literally on fire!) Some of them screamed, running helter-skelter, trying to extinguish them while San Sun’s kitchen instrument returned to him safely.
“Shut up, you two! We have it worse!” Shen Si Fang screamed as he and the other Hunting Hog cultivators spearheaded the shopkeeper squad to relative safety. Compared to them, the Pandawans were having a better time dissecting the frontlines into two with their prearranged groups.
The Venus Four stuck together with the two policemen while the working adults like Xiong Da and Bin Yong had also grouped up. The highschool students meanwhile chose to go on their own following behind Bu Dong who was as reckless as ever. Even as they split up into smaller groups, they were disruptive to the Demon Horde who was assembled right outside of the safe zone.
King Baal initially wanted to use those demon soldiers for continuous waves of offence on the islands via teleportation, but with the impending counterattack, he decided otherwise. He was curious to find out if the counterattacking team would be impressive enough to break through the ranks.
Seeing that they only had a relatively small team, it was highly likely that they were the enemies elites aiming for him. Yet, as he observed each one of them and their actions, Jin was the only one who had managed to leave a deep impression on King Baal.
He noticed the human had Moloch’s aura around him, indicating that he was hiding the cotton Minotaur Lord on him… or that he had somehow absorbed Moloch and perhaps fused into one. All that mattered was that Moloch was still alive in some form and needed to be punished for his insolence… as that was what Kiva had been drilling into his brain for decades.
The Minotaur Lord held firmly onto Jin’s hoodie as he placed some mana into the graveyard card that he was holding and when Moloch believed there was enough energy within it, he threw it up to the sky, causing the card to grow larger.
The graveyard card started to glow, and suddenly brownish projectiles were shooting out of the card. Those projectiles were predominantly aimed against larger targets like trolls and giants that were not in the service of the Mad Giant Barbatos. And while the Demon Troops thought the projectiles were merely rocks shot at a high velocity, it took a bit for them to realise that they were actually the same type of Clay Statues that their former comrades had fought earlier in the invasion.
Not only that, but their combat prowess was also equivalent to theirs. The clay statues were slightly more agile and had more perception than mere narrow-minded berserkers whose objective was to only kill. As if being hit by the clay statues were not enough for the larger size soldiers, these clay soldiers with greenish-blue eyes ledged onto them and continued to assault them with their phantom weapons.
That’s right, the phantom soldiers which the graveyard core had accumulated, had been successfully awakened inside the Clay Statues as previously planned. This allowed them to gain a shell, giving the phantom soldiers some form of protection, enabling them to last longer in battle.
Unable to parry any of these projectiles, they could only ‘kill’ the ones they were able to reach with their hands. The demon trolls fell almost immediately, allowing the clay soldiers to continue their onslaught with the enemies around them. And for those who lost their clay shells, the phantom soldiers emerged from them in their ethereal form and continued with the slaughter.
“Useless demon soldiers. Since when our quality of troops had become so terrible?” King Baal started to get enraged as he saw the human on a black animal mount still charging towards his direction. “If they want to attack me so badly, then so be it.” Once again, King Baal took out the crown, feeling as if the ominous headgear was biting into his head.
“What is the rush, my liege? There are-” For the first time in a long while, Kiva was pushed aside by his King who did not wait for his advisor to even finish his sentence as he held his hand up once more. The crown vibrated a little as if it was emitting powers to its user.
“Mass Teleportation!” King Baal shouted and right in front of him, all his troops including the Pandawans and Pandarens in the vicinity were all violently teleported into the various islands above them… All except for one.
Jin.
“What the hell?!” Jin asked as he stopped dead in his tracks and looked around the entire battlefield that had turned empty right in front of him.
Even the clay statue soldiers that were with him had disappeared. In turn, the ruckus now extended all around the islands including the floating fortress where Jin had kept his Dungeon Core. The Stalingrad was also not spared as groups of demon soldiers had been randomly teleported onto the ship as well as the waters around them.
Some unfortunately drowned while others were instantly devoured by the hungry Deep Ones but this phenomenon was happening everywhere on the island. The Demon Troops were teleported randomly, causing the primary defence line to be rendered useless.
All hell went loose, and the Royal Snake soldiers who had been stationed in those islands scrambled to counter the unexpected demon soldiers. On the other hand, the Demon Horde finally received the opening they yielded forever since the start of the current battle.
They basically went on a murder spree running at various directions hitting and destroying anything that moved. Although it was at the expense of their lives, they were still doing significant damage against the formerly organised defence.
Qiu Yue literally screamed for a moment when she saw how King Baal had inadvertently destroyed her defences by randomly teleporting a massive amount of troops all over the place. “Fuck this shit! ALL TROOPS DEPLOY! Activate all defences! Occupy and suppress the invaders!” Qiu Yue shouted towards the System as she picked up her own sword and wore her jacket that was now filled with many new inscriptions.
“Oh and do remember to deploy our newly captured Valgs. They were a massive nuisance in the Salamander Lord Keep, might as well let them be useful against these annoying critters too.” Qiu Yue reminded the System.
If the System had the capability to do so, it would have grinned like Kraft.
