Chapter 1397 - 912: White Wall Defensive Line_2

Chapter 1397: Chapter 912: White Wall Defensive Line_2

Several tall Night Watcher Warriors moved into action.

A strong Beastman and two Humans instantly formed a tight shield wall behind the parapet, with armor-piercing long spears flashing through the gaps.

A Purgatory Guard barely showed its head, and was greeted by multiple spears simultaneously thrust at different angles.

This Purgatory Guard’s power had fully reached Level Ten, nearly advancing to a Legendary status.

Yet the Night Watchers before it were similarly strong.

Splurt! Splurt!

The spear tips accurately pierced through its crucial joints.

The Purgatory Guard bellowed deafeningly, knocked off balance by a combined shield slam from the Night Watcher Warriors.

Then it was lifted by the spears, screaming as it fell off the wall, crushing a few climbers below.

This thick-skinned demon would obviously not die so easily, but climbing up again would exact a heavier toll.

Maybe it would die on the way.

"One, two, thrust!"

Organized shouts replaced individual heroic roars, an efficiency of slaughter born of muscle memory.

Elsewhere, an Avenger Dwarf Warrior roared, his rune warhammer entwined with thunder, smashing down on a Horned Demon’s head trying to leap onto the battlements.

Bang!

Like a rotten watermelon bursting, red and white flying everywhere.

Without a glance, he swung backhandedly, turning another sneaky Inferior Demon into mush.

"Come on! Abyss trash! Taste your grandpa Grolon’s Iron Hammer!"

He panted heavily, his face mixed with blood and excitement.

"Watch out on the right!"

Beside him, a gray-green-skinned Avenger Warrior resembling a Lizardman shouted urgently, fiercely deflecting a poisoned bone spear shot from below with his long-handled machete.

On the most intense central section of the wall stood the commander of this defense.

A Night Watcher Combat Master, Legendary Centaur Warrior, Kane Iron Hoof.

Commander of Blood Pit Fortress, of Lady Raelia’s clan.

Centaurs are truly a race born for war, with almost every Centaur able to gallop through the battlefield.

Centaurs were among the earliest to integrate into Night Watchers’ ranks, and they have leaders like Raelia and Abis.

Over the years, talented Centaurs have begun to emerge.

Before them stood the third Centaur Warrior, besides Raelia and Abis, to rise as a Legend.

But like Raelia in the past, he lacked strategic prowess, so he was only a Combat Master, only a powerful charger.

His prowess was unquestionable.

His silver-gray Centaur body stood like a tower, covered with scarred yet solid enchanted scale armor.

The huge double-headed sword "Rift Abyss" in his hand felt weightless, its blade flowing with golden Order light.

Amidst the abundant demons, the double-headed sword swung like a top, forming a death storm, relentlessly sweeping away, eradicating the demons’ lives.

Until he cleared the surrounding demons.

He calmly observed the battlefield, his voice steady and powerful, directing various defense lines through magic communication.

"Pressure on the left is increasing! Troop three reserves move up! Ballista team, prioritize clearing the Siege Demon destroying the wall foundation! Mage Corps, target the sky, suppress those Abyss Dragonflies!"

Just as he spoke, his eyes tightened.

Three ferocious Frenzy Demons broke through the front shield formation, roaring as they charged at him, attempting to decapitate the commander.

Kane snorted coldly, his massive double-headed sword dancing in his hands, creating a sharp whistle as it tore through the air.

His enormous Centaur body displayed explosive force, instantly rushing forward.

Clang!

The first Frenzy Demon’s giant axe was neatly deflected by the double-headed sword, the immense power causing the Frenzy Demon to stagger.

Kane spun with momentum, his heavy hoof delivering a stomping blow to the second Frenzy Demon’s chest, the sound of bones cracking audibly.

The third Frenzy Demon’s giant blade swung down, Kane neither dodged nor flinched, the double-headed sword snaking up from below.

Tearing sound!

The Frenzy Demon’s sword-wielding arm, along with half the shoulder, was severed cleanly.

Blood spray madly!

Kane’s movements didn’t cease, the double-headed sword traced a perfect arc, its heavy ridge hammering down upon the beheaded Frenzy Demon’s skull, driving it directly into the chest.

The whole process occurred in a few breaths, three powerful Frenzy Demons turned into one dead and two heavily wounded.

Kane shook off the dirty blood from his sword, his cold gaze sweeping across the battlefield, like an unshakable War God.

His presence was like an anchor in the front line.

"Ah, the Abyss suits me."

Upon achieving legendary status, he first requested to be deployed to the battlefield of the Abyss to fight alongside his clan leader.

Because in his eyes, Raelia was a warrior, so the place where Raelia stationed must be in constant battle.

The reality was just as he imagined.

Hence, he was very satisfied here.

If Kana were here, he would complain that the two Slaughterers were getting together again.

In the immersive game storyline.

Raelia, who became a Slaughterer under the Blood God, was replaced by him after the storyline ended.

Now these two were rampaging in the Blood God’s homeland.

At this moment on the battlefield, at the top of the suspended watchtower in the air, those slowly rotating pure crystal spheres were emitting a gentle and stable glow.

Beams of pure, orderly energy swept across the battlefield like searchlights, but they were not weapons of attack.

When these beams swept across the Night Watcher and Avenger warriors, the warriors felt a refreshment in Spirit, the fatigue in their bodies seemed to lessen slightly, their wounds subtly tingled with a healing sensation, and their Magic Power ran more smoothly.

This was the weak gain provided by the crystals.

When these beams imbued with positive energy inadvertently swept the charging demons below, the Effect was vastly different!

"Hiss ah ah ah—!"

The beams scorched the skin and soul of the demons like burning hot branding irons.

The inferior demons directly exposed to the beams instantly emitted blue smoke, let out shrill screams, and their movements became slow and stiff.

Even the powerful demons felt a strong discomfort and repulsion, as if doused in scorching Holy Water.

These crystals, like small order beacons scattered on the battlefield, continuously weakened the Abyss’ erosion and provided precious support to the defenders.

On the city walls, the close-quarter combat reached a fever pitch.

Every inch of parapet was under repeated contest.

The well-trained Night Watcher squads worked in sync, the Avengers fought fearlessly with individual valor, interweaving with the chaotic and frenzied Impact of the demons.

Shouts, roars, the clash of weapons, the tear of flesh, the dying wails... merged into a bloody and brutal symphony.

The demons’ curses were filled with blasphemy and foul language.

"Order worms! Your souls will burn eternally!"

"I’ll tear you apart! Eat your heart!"

"The Abyss will eventually devour all!"

The Night Watchers’ replies were coldly efficient, full of tactical terminology and brief mockery.

"Marker adjustment! Fire focus!"

"Waste! Can’t even scratch my skin!"

"For the Night Watchers, kill!"

"Purify them!"

And those Avengers who were not Night Watchers were even more direct.

"Die, demon spawn!"

"For dead comrades!"

"Blood debt for blood!"

They were more filled with hatred than the Night Watchers; otherwise, they wouldn’t be called Avengers.

Warriors continued to fall, Night Watchers, Avengers, more often than not the tide of demons surged forward only to be driven back.

Bodies piled on the walls, quickly dragged away by personnel or small Alchemy Puppets behind the Night Watchers, clearing space for the ensuing battle.

Below the walls, demon corpses piled up like mountains, slowly emitting blue smoke under the effect of scorching runes, becoming a new nauseating obstacle.

The fiercest Impact of the first wave, under the solid Defense, excellent equipment, orderly command from the Night Watchers, and the desperate fight of the Avengers, was finally curbed beneath this rough and sinister "White Wall".

The demon’s tide retreated like waves crashing against rocks, leaving a mess and a thick mixture of gore and sulphur that wouldn’t dissipate.

The warriors on the walls seized this brief respite to breathe, bandage, replenish arrows, and energy.

Kane Iron Hoof leaned on his massive twin-headed sword, standing among the corpses, his silver-gray mane stained with blood, his gaze like a hawk sweeping over the distant Abyss clouds gathering again, brewing another more terrifying wave.

The battle was far from over.

The malice of the Abyss pressed heavily on the hearts of every Blood Pit Fortress Guardian like never-dispersing clouds.