Chapter 1113 - 665: Territory Upgrade, Troop Surge!

Chapter 1113: Chapter 665: Territory Upgrade, Troop Surge!

The five Silver Limit leaders from the Dragon Cave Secret Cult who entered the battlefield early were all within Leng Feng’s attack range.

One against five, Leng Feng still had the upper hand.

Amidst his unrestrained and invigorating roars, the situation of the five Demon Bandit leaders became rather perilous, suffering greatly.

Constantly wielding such a heavy weapon is incredibly exhausting, even a Golden Powerhouse cannot endure for long.

Thus, the Demon Bandit leaders’ strategy was to wait until Leng Feng exhausted himself before making a move.

One cannot say their tactics were wrong, but they encountered Leng Feng, a freak seemingly possessing limitless power to squander.

To their astonishment, after such a long time, not only did Leng Feng’s attacks show no sign of slowing, but they became smoother as he gradually unleashed his full force.

Losing the initiative, the leaders were constrained in the battle, forced into passive defense, unable to even enter the central battle zone.

Noticing one of the Demon Bandit leaders falter slightly after the previous round of attacks, Leng Feng let out a roar, the giant sword in his hand streaking like a meteor towards that leader.

In a blink of an eye, the leader barely adjusted, only to find the blade, gleaming with a cold light and stained with blood, bringing a breath of death right before him.

Panic-stricken, he hastily raised his broadsword to block.

Clang!

Pfft!

How could hastily gathered Battle Qi withstand Leng Feng’s strike filled with vast power!

A miserable scream abruptly ceased, the Demon Bandit leader cleaved in two, steaming innards spilling onto the ground.

Pantheon and his personal guards arrived right as this leader met his gruesome end.

Seeing his long-serving subordinate die so tragically, Pantheon’s eyes turned cold.

Mobilizing his entire Battle Qi, in the brief pause as weapons clashed, the long blade in his hand enveloped in electricity silently stabbed towards Leng Feng’s back like a venomous snake.

Just as Pantheon, with a cruel smile, thought he was about to succeed, a figure swiftly interjected from his rear side.

Two war axes effortlessly halted Pantheon’s supposedly certain strike, a voice colder than the wind whispered in his ear.

"Scum, your opponent is me!"

Pantheon’s breath caught; it was Olaf, who somehow had come to his side.

The fate of the Dragon Cave Secret Cult was now sealed!

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Wailing Blood Plain, within the newly occupied outpost of Fang Zhou.

After so many days, the mountain of demon corpses outside the city was finally nearly dealt with.

At the same time, the undead from the tomb at the Rekton outpost, along with the undead craftsmen, had returned by then.

Accompanying them were the skeletons Fang Zhou had collected on the journey back.

These skeletons essentially resolved the manpower shortage.

With so much labor force, many projects could now commence construction.

Though skeletons lack wisdom, under the command of other undead, their work efficiency soared, able to handle any task.

The immediate priority now is to rebuild the city walls.

Though Fang Zhou had eradicated all demons inside and around the city, in the Wailing Blood Plain, demons are like cockroaches in the sewers, impossible to eliminate completely.

No one knows when the next Demon Army assault might occur, and Fang Zhou certainly does not wish to repeat Draven’s experience.