Chapter 25: Chapter 25: A Desperate Struggle
An inconspicuous sword light actually cut down the most powerful beast?
In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
A moment later.
A thunderous cheer erupted from the city, shaking even the wall bricks.
For a time, the morale of the city’s side was greatly boosted, with hundreds of crossbowmen roaring mightily and shooting a volley of arrows, severely injuring a large number of beasts.
Moreover, several cultivators once again unleashed their magical weapons, fiercely reaping the heads of the beasts.
In the high sky.
Seeing their strongest giant snake being easily cut down, the other six beasts were also greatly shaken.
These beasts exchanged glances.
With expressions of caution and alertness, they slowly gathered together, seemingly discussing something.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yan Shaohua took a sip of water to wet his throat and shook his head, saying to the strategist beside him:
"The giant snake was really a waste of its more than twenty-meter appearance, cut into sashimi by a single sword; turns out it’s just a weakling."
The strategist walked to the screen, carefully observing the image.
He asked the technical staff of the information team:
"Can the image be magnified?"
The technician pondered for a few seconds before responding:
"Our drone doesn’t dare get too close to the battlefield, the current quality can be magnified up to 1.8 times, beyond that it will become distorted."
The strategist waved his hand:
"Then magnify it 1.8 times, lock onto the Extraordinary who unleashed the sword light."
The technician tinkered on the keyboard for a few moments, and moments later, the image began to gradually zoom in.
The Extraordinary’s appearance became increasingly clear:
A lean face, black hair and eyes, his graying long beard hanging down to his chest, wearing dark blue robes, exuding an otherworldly aura.
With the gusts blowing in the air, the elder’s beard and hair swayed slightly, and his collar continuously fluttered with the wind....
"No, that’s not right!"
The strategist suddenly placed his hands on the command table, leaning forward, intently watching the screen, and loudly calling to Yan Shaohua:
"Commander, come quickly and see!
This elder’s clothes aren’t moved by the wind... his entire body is convulsing and shivering!"
Yan Shaohua turned his body to look at the screen, then frowned:
"Eh? It really is.
Look at his masseter and pterygoid muscles, those two chewing muscles are tensed tightly, indicating he’s clenching his teeth forcefully.
The veins on his forehead are visible, indicating his condition doesn’t seem very good."
After Yan Shaohua finished speaking, he exchanged glances with the strategist.
As partners who have worked together harmoniously for years, they could see a shared speculation in each other’s eyes:
The old man in blue likely paid a tremendous price to unleash that sword.
It’s even possible he lost his combat capability!
Indeed, that was the case.
What Yan Shaohua and others didn’t understand was that, according to the categorization of extraordinary powers in this world, this old man, and the scaly giant snake were actually creatures of the same cultivation level.
If strictly speaking in terms of combat ability, the old man in blue might even be somewhat weaker.
If they fought normally, the victory between the old man in blue and the scaly giant snake would be evenly matched, and it would take a long, long time to decide the outcome.
But today was different, as the three cultivators faced a dire situation of three against seven.
As the highest cultivation person on the city’s side, the old man in blue might temporarily hold off three foes without defeat in a short amount of time.
But as time stretched on, let alone remaining undefeated, even surviving was an exceedingly slim chance.
Taking a step back ten thousand times.
Even if the old man in blue managed to escape the siege smoothly, it still wouldn’t change the battle’s outcome today — if he truly intended to flee alone, he wouldn’t have defended the city until now; he had ample opportunities to flee.
Therefore, only by taking a desperate, unconventional approach could there be a sliver of hope for survival.
In the sword unleashed by the old man in blue.
He used his most powerful divine power, sacrificing part of his lifespan, fighting with his life, deciding life and death in one strike, forcibly cutting down that strongest demon snake.
But he also paid a tremendous price.
This divine power to kill a demon of the same rank naturally consumed him greatly.
Otherwise, if it was regular battle, how could it be possible to instantly kill a being of the same rank in one move?
If that Snake Demon had withstood just a couple of breaths more, the one dead would’ve been the old man in blue.
At this moment, the old man in blue’s breath was disordered; let alone holding off three foes, at most he could contain one beast, and not for long.
The six beasts gathered on the other side seemed to also realize this, their eyes gradually revealing a hint of ferocity.
The old man in blue adjusted his breath at the sight, lowered his gaze, and suddenly shouted: "Attack!"
The other two elders at his side seemed well-prepared, and hearing this without hesitation, they decisively acted.
Just seeing two stunning rainbows flew out from their sleeves, like two brilliant stars streaking across the abyss, vowing to smash the darkness.
The two rainbows very clearly aimed at the smallest and weakest, the two-headed bull!
First killing the strongest, then the weakest; this was the strategy the three agreed on!
The essence of these two rainbows was two extremely precious talismans, passed down from the founder of the elder in blue’s family, originally three in one set.
Under the simultaneous attack of three talismans, it could even annihilate a tier-two peak demon, being one of the deepest family assets.
Unfortunately, in a battle decades ago, an uncle or other relative of the old man in blue used one talisman, resulting in only two being left today.
Although these two talismans still held considerable power, they could only blow away relatively ordinary tier-two demon plants.
The two talismans sped swiftly, pressing down like two streaks of rapid light from above on the two-headed bull, leaving no chance for dodging.
Moments later, a piercing scream resounded in the sky.
A blaze of fire shot up between heaven and earth, then extinguished!
The talismans and the bull demon both disappeared, turning into a rain of light, turning into charred ashes...
Of the seven tier-two great demons, two perished in an instant.
This was undoubtedly a heart-pounding scene.
But on the other hand.
This also signaled that the three elders’ trump cards were all revealed, what remained was a fierce life-or-death struggle.
The surviving five beasts exchanged glances, communicated telepathically, then without hesitation, roared and soared towards the three cultivators.
A two-headed bull confronted the lowest cultivation ranked black robe elder, while the other two bull demons pinned down the right-sided purple robe goatee.
The remaining two giant snakes, however, directly charged at the old man in blue!
The beasts’ intention was clear: kill the old man in blue first!
The current old man in blue’s breath was chaotic, his combat strength left only two or three parts, utterly non-threatening.
Once he was killed, this battle could basically be concluded!
The old man in blue had mentally prepared for this, tier-two demons aren’t fools, of course, they can discern and make judgments.
He shouted the killing word lightly, a mirror appeared in his hand, his beard bristled with rage, fighting to the last breath!
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