Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 2637 - The Final Trump Card?

The endless flames swept over enemies, tearing much of the beast tide into broken charcoal. Those that managed to hold on, whether they were humans or beasts, were scattered and separated from their ships.

The flames were like a stormy sea, with waves of fire and whirlwinds sweeping everywhere. Under the eruption of nova source power, even the roars of astral gods were almost inaudible, drowned out by explosions. Any slightly weaker gods couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Quick! Gather around the astralships!"

"Don't split up!"

"Stay together!"

Astralships were mobile bases and until they captured the superbase that was the Sun, venturing too far from their mobile bases would be a grave mistake. If the astralships fled, they would have nowhere to go, so their decision to regroup was quite normal. Their strategy was to let the astralships break through the formation before using them to assault the Sky Palace Formation.

The Flameyellow Pillars appeared and the power of the Flameyellow Guard Formation surged again. The fury of the flames intensified and another three hundred thousand new flameyellow fiends were born. The number of flameyellow fiends reached 1.2 million!

With their increased numbers and the overall enhancement of the Flameyellow Guard Formation, Tianming and the others once again halted the advance of the Exterminatus Army. They were on the offensive now.

This time, they played a small trump card, which not only helped Tianming escape the encirclement but also eliminated a significant portion of the enemy's lower-tier forces. At the very least, tens of thousands of astral gods, several hundred thousand lifebound beasts, and over a million warbeasts had been incinerated into ashes. It was the fate of those who braved the formation with their bodies!

Astral gods dying in battle was a taboo for any commander, but having experienced the catastrophic defeat at Gladeus last time, Shenxi Xingtian had become indifferent to all of this. As long as they captured the Sun, he would gain the ancestral world treasure, and even possess two infinitum-class astralships. When they had to deal with Yi Daiyan, what difficulty would they face?

“I must win, no matter how many die!”

One side regarded life as precious and had chosen to have their people escape the Infinitum Swordsea while protecting their people in the Sky Palace Formation. The other side disregarded life and advanced through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

In comparison, what was freedom? Life was what mattered above all else! Without life, even freedom would be a joke. This nova source war might appear to be a struggle for resources and power between two sides, but in reality, it was a war of faith and righteousness.

Just after Tianming had enhanced the power of the Flameyellow Guard Formation, within the span of less than three breaths, the voice of Shenxi Xingtian once again resonated among the various astralships. "Fellow righteous cultivators, the demons' last trump card has been revealed, but it's laughable and can only tickle us. Now is the time for us to break through the rebels’ line of defense and revive the Infinitum Bodhimanda’s glory! Soldiers, listen up—kill the demonic devils and restore the glory of the Infinitum. Charge!"

His words were indeed stirring.

"The rex mundi said they have no more trump cards!"

"Just this?"

"Brothers, victory is within sight!"

"Kill, kill, kill! The xenoraces, the wretches! Don't spare anyone!"

"They said that once we break through the enemy's last formation down there, we win. Inside, there are tens of trillions of ordinary people, most of whom aren't even gods. One deific-class ship can blow them apart when they’re packed together like that!”

"Traitors, villains, heretics, demons... all must die!"

It was often in the moments when victory was within sight that people would be the most fanatical and ruthless. As they saw the dawn below them, all the astralships were at full throttle, and all the astral gods, lifebound beasts, and warbeasts let out earth-shaking roars, creating a towering storm.

"Kill!” The killing intent coalesced into a bloody mist that shrouded the Exterminatus Army. They gathered together and could return to the astralships at any time. Tens of thousands of astralships had gathered together, forming a massive sharp blade that thrust downward. With each astralship rubbing against the sea of fire, countless blazing sparks were generated.

Astral gods, lifebound beasts, and warbeasts with overwhelming combat power swarmed around every astralship! Three million astral gods, thirty million beasts!

After experiencing the storm of the Flameyellow Guard Formation, their formation had become even more intricate. In their eyes, the Sun, which had lost its final trump card, was nothing more than a piece of meat on the chopping board. Their expressions were ferocious as they held up bloodied knives!

Under such pressure, even Tianming, who was in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, couldn't help but tremble with fear. The sweat on his body was overflowing, his face was pale, and his heart raced. Fortunately, his body was supported by trillions of people through omnisentient threads. With the willpower of trillions of lives, he took a deep breath and cleared his dry throat. His eyes gradually became resolute.

"For the most powerful race in the stars to return to its peak and embark on the path of great rejuvenation, they must undergo a thousand trials and tribulations. We of the flameyellow line have the blessings of our ancestors and the heritage of countless generations. We fear neither heaven nor earth, and we don't need to demean ourselves or underestimate others! Through diligence and tenacity, we’ll constantly strive for self-improvement, and we’ll surely forge our own path to the heavens!"

At that moment, it wasn’t just the masses resonating with his albi, but the entire Sun! The impetus of the Sun had gathered around his body. Even though it didn't provide him with combat power, it allowed his will to merge with the entire world. His eyes shone with a brilliant radiance, radiating the majesty of an emperor of the ages. Each of his actions and gestures exuded boundless heavenly might!

As he was now, how could he fear this army?

Tianming took a deep breath and shouted as loudly as he could within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. "Old Lin, isn't it about time?"

Over ten thousands astralships had assembled, the astral gods formerly carried within intending to pass the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and go to the Sky Palace Formation and turn tens of trillions of his loved ones and friends into dust. The beasts were like foot soldiers accompanying the astralships.

Few in the Infinitum Mundus could stand firm in such a situation. There was no better time than now to use the infinitum-class celestial tome, which was second in value only to infinitum-class astralships.

Astralships could be used by generations, while tomes could only be used once. From that, one could fully imagine how formidable the book that was as large as an astralship, with countless celestial patterns storing the power of ancient flameyellow divinities, would be when it erupted.