The thunderbolt totems were detonated one after another, leaving the defenses around the ironclad catapults in tatters. Only three thousand or so Warblade Bloodthirst players remained, their defenses severely weakened.

Countless players from the Niuren Tribe launched a charge toward the ironclad catapults, the Crypt Lord and hundreds of small beetles surging forward as well. With so many units rushing from all directions, the ironclad catapults couldn't possibly bombard them all.

An Yi Tianshi nervously mobilized the players from the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians to rush over and rescue them. If the ironclad catapults were destroyed, they would have even less of a chance.

Breaking through the defenses of the Garan Temple and the Holy Roman Empire, more and more players from the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians converged on this area.

Nie Yan glanced at the reports coming in from all over the battlefield, aware of their movements. If the people from the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians came to the rescue, it would be troublesome. He had to speed things up!

Under Nie Yan's control, the Crypt Lord charged straight toward the ironclad catapults, entering the firing range of two of them.

The two ironclad catapults launched, sending ten flaming iron balls hurtling into the sky, screaming as they fell. Boom, boom, boom! The powerful aura of flames covered the area where the Crypt Lord was, blasting more than twenty small beetles to death. The iron balls slammed into the Crypt Lord, the force of the impact sending it staggering back several steps.

The Crypt Lord's movements were momentarily slowed.

The ironclad catapults' attacks were extremely powerful. Ten iron balls hit, dealing a total of over seven hundred thousand damage, which was astonishing. However, because the ironclad catapults' attacks were mainly focused on the Crypt Lord, they had no time to attack the Niuren Tribe players who were charging forward. The Warblade Bloodthirst players guarding them were forced to retreat under the pressure of the Niuren Tribe.

Boom, boom, boom! Thunder Totems continued to detonate, blasting countless Niuren Tribe players into fragments.

After the front was cleared, even more Niuren Tribe players rushed forward.

Taking advantage of the ironclad catapults' attacks being on cooldown, Nie Yan quickly manipulated the Crypt Lord to approach the ironclad catapults.

"Retreat! Fall back thirty yards!" An Yi Tianshi anxiously commanded the Warblade Bloodthirst players. If they could just hold out a little longer, a large number of Mage Alliance and Sacred Guardian players would come to support them, and their pressure would be greatly reduced. The ironclad catapults' formidable attack power gave An Yi Tianshi a glimmer of hope. As long as they could defend the ironclad catapults, they still had a chance to kill the Crypt Lord.

The Crypt Lord was the Warblade Bloodthirst's nightmare!

From the moment it appeared until now, the Crypt Lord had been invincible. All the Warblade Bloodthirst players crumbled before its powerful attacks.

A rough estimate showed that Warblade Bloodthirst had lost about forty-three thousand people on this battlefield, more than seven thousand of whom were killed by the Crypt Lord. More importantly, the Crypt Lord had completely shattered the Warblade Bloodthirst's morale, causing them to lose their fighting spirit.

The Crypt Lord rapidly approached the ironclad catapults, only two or three hundred yards away.

"Fifth to seventh shield warrior teams, quickly block it!" An Yi Tianshi shouted. Under his command, three teams of nearly two hundred shield warriors formed a human wall, blocking the Crypt Lord's path.

It would be difficult for the Crypt Lord to break through this dense wall of people.

Nie Yan glanced at the Crypt Lord's skill bar. The cooldown time for the Impale skill had not yet expired, and its mana was only about half full, around 30%. It had used its skills too recklessly earlier. Nie Yan looked and saw that the Crypt Lord also had a Corpse Consumption skill. He used it, and the Crypt Lord opened its mouth and swallowed several corpses on the ground, instantly recovering more than three hundred thousand health and replenishing a lot of mana, reaching 60%. It could use skills again! What a fearsome skill!

The Crypt Lord's Impale would soon be off cooldown. With Impale, it could sweep away all the shield warriors blocking its path. The human wall was ineffective against Impale!

The ironclad catapults once again aimed at the Crypt Lord.

At this time, the Niuren Tribe players had made some progress. A team of players led by Cui Can Daoguang approached the area about thirty yards from the ironclad catapults. They had entered a safe zone.

The ironclad catapults' maximum range was five hundred yards, and its minimum range was one hundred yards, meaning that it could not attack any units within a hundred yards. After being approached by Cui Can Daoguang and the others, it could only retreat.

Cui Can Daoguang was clad in powerful armor, his defense reaching an absurd level. He was being tanked by three Angel Corps shield warriors, one of whom was a job-changed player, yet the three of them could not stop Cui Can Daoguang.

Shield Bash!

Cui Can Daoguang roared, slamming a shield bash into one of the Angel Corps shield warriors. The shield warrior was sent flying by the powerful force, staggering back three or four steps before collapsing to the ground.

Cui Can Daoguang was so brave and fierce!

Leng Ao Ying and Yi Yan also led a group of players, approaching the ironclad catapults from two other directions. Even if the ironclad catapults could stop the Crypt Lord, these Niuren Tribe players could still dismantle the ironclad catapults.

The situation had reached a critical moment. An Yi Tianshi ordered a team of three hundred Warblade Bloodthirst players to stop Cui Can Daoguang and the others. He himself had to join the battle as well, drawing three arrows and nocking them, aiming at Cui Can Daoguang.

Cui Can Daoguang was fighting several Angel Corps players, gradually approaching the ironclad catapults. He had already charged up a powerful skill. Even if he couldn't destroy the ironclad catapults, he could at least damage them.

Seeing that he was only ten yards away from the ironclad catapults, Cui Can Daoguang's spirits lifted, and the light of the one-handed sword in his right hand surged.

At that moment, three arrows shot out from the gaps between two Angel Corps players with lightning speed.

Cui Can Daoguang was about to strike, but suddenly his eyes caught sight of the three arrows tearing through the air. He quickly interrupted his skill and raised his shield to block the three arrows. Three dull thuds rang out as the three arrows struck Cui Can Daoguang in quick succession.

The three arrows came too fast. By the time Cui Can Daoguang noticed, it was too late. He saw flames engulfing Cui Can Daoguang.

Flame Shackles!

This was a special skill attached to An Yi Tianshi's Palent Firebird Longbow. After hitting an enemy, it could bind the enemy for five seconds.

These flames were like ropes, tightly binding Cui Can Daoguang in place, preventing him from moving.

Seeing this opportunity, several Angel Corps greatsword warriors nearby continuously charged and attacked Cui Can Daoguang, applying Hamstring to him.

Five or six Niuren Tribe priests quickly cast healing spells on Cui Can Daoguang, pulling him back from the brink of danger.

Cui Can Daoguang's team was blocked by the Angel Corps shield warriors who rushed up.

Some chaos also broke out on the sides of Leng Ao Ying and Yi Yan's players.

Several Niuren Tribe mages waved their staffs, launching fireballs at the ironclad catapults.

The fireballs exploded on the ironclad catapults, sparks flying and falling, leaving some scorched marks on the ironclad catapults, but not destroying them. These fire mages' attacks were too weak to deal fatal damage to the ironclad catapults.

In order to avoid the fire magic attacks, the ironclad catapults had to retreat twenty or thirty yards, and they launched ten more fiery iron balls, hurling them toward the Crypt Lord's location.

Impale!

The Crypt Lord used Impale, blasting away the shield warriors blocking its path. Among the two hundred shield warriors, only three survived. These three people all had very good equipment, and one of them was a job-changed professional player. Only their defenses barely withstood the Crypt Lord's attack. After the bone spurs swept through their three or four thousand health points, only a few hundred were left.

They drank health potions and retreated, and dozens of priests behind them quickly cast healing spells on them.

The Crypt Lord's attack was too terrifying. Asking the three of them to resist the Crypt Lord was tantamount to seeking death.

Its unmatched magical attack caused all the remaining Warblade Bloodthirst to lose their courage.

The Crypt Lord cleared the obstacles in front and continued to approach the ironclad catapults.

Just then, ten more iron balls fell from the sky, smashing into the Crypt Lord, dealing over seven hundred thousand damage to it.

Among the Niuren Tribe, Leng Ao Ying's team was able to advance because the Warblade Bloodthirst players intercepting them were weak. Leng Ao Ying and the other five Niuren Tribe shield warriors held back the Warblade Bloodthirst melee units. Among the mages, an elemental mage wearing a light gray robe, unremarkable and unknown, quietly waved his staff and began chanting a spell.

The battle in front was fierce, a chaotic melee, and no one noticed him in the crowd, chanting a fire-type area-of-effect spell.

Words of incantation came out of his mouth, his voice very soft, so low that no one could hear.

His staff was hidden behind one of the Niuren Tribe's arcane mages. He was about thirty-five yards away from one of the ironclad catapults. For an ironclad catapult, being approached so closely by an elemental mage was extremely dangerous. If it were normal, the paladins would have rushed up at all costs to silence the mage, but now the battlefield was too chaotic, and no one noticed him.

The Niuren Tribe members next to him noticed that he was chanting a fire-type area-of-effect spell, and a high-level spell at that, and quickly covered him.

"Xiao Qi, hang in there, just a little bit more!" An arcane mage next to him clenched the staff in his hand, his heart filled with nervousness. Xiao Qi had already chanted for twelve seconds, and there were still eight seconds left. As long as they could get through this time, they would succeed!

Streams of fire magic elements gathered, swirling and dancing, and the players could clearly feel the intense heat emanating from them.

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