Chapter 146 - 109: Terrifying Surge Speed, Shocking Elder Wang

Chapter 146: Chapter 109: Terrifying Surge Speed, Shocking Elder Wang

Shen Xing sighed. "It’s tough being a Lord."

So, he jumped back onto Fried Chicken’s back and patted it gently.

"SKREEE—"

The Horned Eagle let out a piercing scream and took to the sky, carrying him toward the Black Heaven’s Wings Mountain Range to the north.

Large raindrops splattered against Fried Chicken’s back, making a PITTER-PATTER sound.

"WHOOSH... SPLASH..."

The rain was heavier today. The driving, slanted rain had become a downpour, and it showed signs of turning into a torrential storm.

The Land of Mist was already shrouded in thick fog. Now, with the addition of a heavy curtain of rain, visibility plummeted even further.

Fortunately, it didn’t have much of an effect on Fried Chicken or Shen Xing.

The former possessed the [High-altitude Adaptation] Talent and had astonishing eyesight.

The latter had a wondrous Magic Item, the [Monocular Telescope], which could also penetrate the fog, allowing him to see his surroundings for a kilometer in every direction.

On top of that, Shen Xing noticed the intensifying rain was making the monsters in the fog even more savage.

As they flew, they encountered a few sizable monster packs in the fog.

The monsters’ aggression had spiked. The moment they spotted Shen Xing and his mount, they pounced like rabid dogs.

But before Fried Chicken’s steel-like wings, these monsters were no match. They were reduced to a pile of Soul Stones and Soul Fragments, which Shen Xing promptly collected.

After a flight of more than ten minutes, they arrived ahead of the others at the entrance to the underground passage.

Hot air billowed from the passage entrance, evaporating the rain from their bodies and causing clouds of white steam to rise.

’The rain’s gotten heavier, which will slow the army’s advance.’

’I’ll wait here for Hellish Roar and the others.’

Shen Xing stood at the entrance to the passage, waiting with Fried Chicken for the main army to arrive.

While he waited, he glanced at the Points Ranking.

He discovered that just from getting some sleep, he had already dropped to 132nd place.

’That’s insane. Don’t these guys need to rest? Are they spending twenty-four hours a day in the Land of Mist?’

Shen Xing grumbled to himself.

About half an hour later, Hellish Roar and his forces finally arrived.

The force of nearly two hundred soldiers running through the curtain of rain was a magnificent sight.

"In."

At Shen Xing’s command, the army plunged deep into the passage.

After navigating a series of twists and turns, they soon reached the end of the passage where the view suddenly opened up.

Inside the massive subterranean cavern, waterfalls of lava cascaded down the walls.

The air and ground teemed with Hellish Imps, Inferior Demons, Flaming Bats, and other Hell Creatures.

Overnight, a vast number of monsters had already emerged from the Teleportation Gate.

Without wasting a single word, Shen Xing swept his hand forward. "Charge! Wipe them out!"

"ROAR! FOR GLORY!"

The Beastmen raised their weapons in unison and, like a green tide, charged toward the Hell Army!

Blood Roar was the fastest. He led the Wolf Cavalry Squad in a gallop, their wolves’ claws digging into the scorched earth, covering more than ten meters with every bound.

The horde of Hellish Demons also grabbed their weapons and charged to meet them.

When enemies meet, old hatreds burn brightest.

"Wolf Cavalry, charge!"

Blood Roar bellowed, and a potent, bloody aura erupted from his body, instantly blanketing the battlefield.

The eyes of every Beastman touched by this aura turned red, and they felt the blood boil in their veins!

—Blood Instinct, activated!

The two forces clashed in an instant.

But in the very first clash, the Wolf Cavalry led by Blood Roar tore through the Hellish Demons’ defensive line.

Sharp claws swept and iron axes chopped, sending flesh and blood flying!

The thirty-odd Wolf Cavalry became streaks of crimson lightning, carving a bloody path deep into the enemy’s core.

"FLAP— FLAP FLAP—"

A group of Inferior Demons flapped their wings, about to take to the air and bombard the Wolf Cavalry with their Fireball Technique!

"Archers, loose! Aim for one o’clock," Shen Xing commanded immediately, observing the entire battlefield from above.

The Skeleton Archers, led by Black Arrow, immediately changed their aim and drew their bowstrings.

"SWISH! SWISH SWISH SWISH!"

A storm of Dark Arrows rained down, skewering numerous Inferior Demons and Flaming Bats, which then plummeted from the sky.

Yesterday, Shen Xing had only a single Beastman Legion under his command.

Today, however, he had brought a full four Soldier Types.

With the various legions coordinating, their combat power increased exponentially.

But the most terrifying performance came from the Black Moon Knight Order, led by Hei.

He raised the Demon Shadow Sword high and spun it once fiercely in the air.

"SHIIING—"

A perfect, circular blade of light erupted, expanding rapidly in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the Hell Creatures all froze for an instant before being sliced in two.

All enemies within a hundred-meter radius were wiped out.

After the monsters died, a gray, deathly aura would rise from their bodies and gather around Hei.

With a casual wave of his hand, this gray aura transformed into flowers of death that drifted down onto the Beastmen.

The Beastmen’s injuries began to heal at a visible rate. Skin charred black by Hellfire quickly sloughed off, replaced by new flesh.

Even gashes torn open by the Little Devils stopped bleeding.

As the saying goes, at the end of death lies life, and life is always accompanied by death.

The Power of Death could not only be used against enemies but could also restore vitality to allies. The difference was all in how one wielded it.

"THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!"

A muffled drumbeat sounded, carrying a peculiar rhythm.

All friendly units who heard the drumbeat felt their fighting spirit surge and their morale soar.

But when the Hell Creatures heard the drums, they felt as if they had suffered a heavy blow, like someone was relentlessly pounding on their temples with a pair of iron hammers.

As one side grew stronger and the other weaker, the Beastman Legion advanced with unstoppable force, while the Hell Army fell back in disarray.

This magical drumming was precisely the Effect of the Legion Treasure: the [Uplifting Drum].