This scene left the probationary members of the Black Swallow Legion, who were just moments ago fiercely determined to make a name for themselves in this battle, completely dumbfounded.
They had envisioned Zhang Chen dodging or defending against their concentrated attacks, and had even prepared for a thunderous counter-offensive.
However, they had never expected their own attacks to transform into falling petals.
This was a matter completely beyond common sense and comprehension.
It was utterly unreasonable!
"Could... could it be that he's truly a god?"
"Are gods real? This... this is not scientific!"
"But can someone explain how your sword turned into petals? And your energy beam?"
"Not only that, but my lightning abilities and their wind blades also turned into petals..."
"If it were physical objects turning into petals, it might be somewhat understandable, but wind turning into petals? Creating something from nothing?"
The crowd stared in astonishment, unsure whether to continue fighting or what to do next.
However, at this moment, five probationary members of the Black Swallow Legion, skilled in close-quarters combat, rushed out from the ranks and leaped in front of Zhang Chen.
"Die! You flashy ability user!"
A burly man roared, leaping high. He raised his axe above his head and brought it down with all his might.
The other four men, in perfect coordination, blocked Zhang Chen's escape routes from four different directions and launched their attacks simultaneously.
"True God, be careful!"
Tang Xueyao cried out in alarm.
"Shush! You are the leader of the True God Cult; you should remain composed!"
"Always maintain the dignity of a cult leader!"
Zhang Chen gently placed his index finger against Tang Xueyao's lips and spoke softly.
He did nothing, but as the attackers approached within five meters of him, they instantly transformed into human-shaped pink petals.
They then scattered across the ground.
A gentle breeze blew, swirling the petals, carrying them through the air, dancing and drifting away into the distance.
The scene was not bloody, but it was more terrifying than any bloody spectacle.
Not only weapons and energy, but even people had turned into petals.
Who knew if the drifting particles were petals or parts of a human body?
The thought of the latter made some people gag.
"It seems you've made your choice, so be it!"
Zhang Chen turned his gaze towards the probationary members of the Black Swallow Legion who had just attacked him.
Wherever his gaze fell, those powerful probationary members transformed into heaps of petals...
Some, overcome by fear, turned and fled.
But as they took three or four steps, starting from their feet, they gradually transformed upwards into heaps of petals.
Others jumped directly from the high walls, but only scattered petals fell.
Dozens of probationary members of the Black Swallow Legion were annihilated in an instant, the air filled with a faint, chilling floral fragrance.
Clang!
Jingle!
Crash!
The human army that had breached the city immediately dropped their weapons and stood obediently aside, awaiting their incorporation by the beast-eared tribe.
The army outside the city, witnessing this, descended into chaos.
Some armies chose to lay down their weapons on the spot and surrender on their knees.
Others directly turned back and began to retreat.
Faced with a divine being whose power far surpassed the inherent laws of this world, they lacked the courage to fight but were unwilling to surrender, choosing only to flee.
Still others, unwilling to accept defeat, continued to charge into the city, turning the area outside the city into a complete mess.
Within the city, the remaining seven members of the Black Swallow Legion wore grim expressions.
They had always prided themselves on their strength, believing themselves to be saviors wherever they went, respected and adored by all.
For a time, they even believed they were gods!
But after seeing Zhang Chen, they realized how naive and foolish their thoughts had been!
"It's all over; surrender. Stop struggling in vain and causing needless sacrifice!"
"The True God is not what you imagine. You've simply been misled by flawed history. This war should never have happened!"
Marana leaped down from the city wall and stood before the one-eyed man and the other Black Swallow members, earnestly trying to persuade them.
"The truth of the matter is not important. What is important is that we must fulfill our duty as members of the Black Swallow Legion!"
"To maintain the dignity of the Black Swallow Legion. History is written by the victors. If we lose, then history will be the history of the True God Cult, and we will be considered the wicked ones."
"So, justice and evil are merely the distinctions between victors and vanquished?"
"And today, I will absolutely not be among the vanquished!"
The one-eyed man declared, pulling out a metal box from his embrace and quickly opening it...