Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Chapter 891 - 243: Offense and Defense (10)

Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Chapter 891 - 243: Offense and Defense (10)

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The dark red figure swiftly shuttled through the New Hope Assembly Place, bringing along gusts of blood-curdling wind as its enormous form and wild speed stirred waves of sound explosions, akin to bomb blasts, sending shockwaves everywhere and raising clouds of dust and sand.

As a divine beast species, even without breaking through limits, the Wilderness Butcher's might was unimaginable to normal Level 5 life forms---- In fact, when the demonic tide first arrived, it was precisely because these powerful divine beast species scattered across the lands held back the occasional Limit Breakthrough Level demon fiends among the Demon Tribe, allowing Earth's current territories to be safeguarded.

Gale winds brushed through the giant wolf's dark red fur, stirring waves as if it were a majestic and domineering cloak.

The roaring gale encircled the Wilderness Butcher's body, with familiar wind attribute energy fluctuations dancing constantly like lively elves by the Wilderness Butcher's side, granting the red giant wolf unimaginable speed augmentation.

Until the Wilderness Butcher stopped in its tracks.

Ahead, demonic qi loomed ominously, shadows engulfed the area, and the faint roaring and sounds of battle added a further sense of ferocity and eerie foreboding to the battlefield ahead.

Fortunately, the roaring and sounds of battle gradually weakened…

The brief fight ended with the demon fiends' complete victory---- the fresh scent of blood in the air signaled to the wolves that the warriors guarding the edge of the barrier were all dead, both humans and mutant beasts.

Though comparable in quality, the disparity in numbers could not be compensated, and the recent battle was merely a one-sided slaughter of dozens against one.

Until the ground both ahead and behind began to tremble completely…

Ahead, at a massive fissure in the pitch-dark barrier, a towering figure nearly thirty meters tall struggled to squeeze through, with ash-gray skin, a body standing upright, wearing solid bone battle armor, holding two enormous weapons akin to beast leg bones in its rough, powerful arms. Its strong body recklessly emitted surging blood energy, and the demonic qi enveloping this humanoid demon fiend added a layer of intimidating presence.

Its bare green head slowly lifted, its smooth faceless visage somewhat eerie; yet, even as a divine beast species, the Wilderness Butcher dared not underestimate this bizarre demon fiend.

Faceless Behemoth…

Peak Level 5!

The Demon Tribe's heavy tank, an undeniable vanguard and source of firepower for the Demon Clan's regular army!

Struggling to squeeze further into the New Hope Assembly Place from the crack torn open by Zero, the Faceless Behemoth found the pitch-dark barrier's rift somewhat narrow, but fortunately, the pitch-dark barrier had long lost its energy source and was in tatters.

The steel-like sturdy body collided with the edge of the barrier, producing a grating sound, and in this savage clash, the Faceless Behemoth ultimately came out on top.

The rift widened even more, and having fully entered the New Hope Assembly Place, the Faceless Behemoth moved its neck, stomped on the ground with a thunderous boom, and strode forward.

Ahead, the demon fiends that entered the New Hope Assembly Place first had already formed up in neat rows, holding the entrance securely and waiting for reinforcements from behind.

Behind, yet another Faceless Behemoth effortlessly stepped over the pitch-dark barrier, directly following its kin's footsteps in front! And another one…

At this moment, under the vast army of the Demon Tribe, the lone divine beast species seemed so insignificant.

Fortunately, it was not alone, or rather, it had never been alone!

Dust flew up behind it, as an endless sea of blood-red figures followed the steps of their king, halting at the very front of the Demon Tribe vanguard army, where the two forces faced off, even the air seemed to pause.

Until the storm began to rise…

...

The gale swirled by the Wilderness Butcher's side, growing larger and larger, until it coalesced into a bizarre whirlpool radiating black light, about the height of a person.

Then, the whirlpool drifted forward…

Move,

Expand,

Destroy,

Bring death! Transform into disaster!

A mere kilometer or so away, the tiny vortex originally surrounding the Wilderness Butcher had already transformed into a black and turbid tornado of dust. This massive storm imbued with dense destructive aura advanced from the Wilderness Butcher's location towards the Demon Tribe vanguard army.

In an instant, the newly erected city wall was swept into the sky by the tremendous force, transformed into a sky full of debris and dirt, mixed with bodies and blood, adding an extra degree of might to the tornado.

So, with incomparable momentum, the gigantic storm advanced to the Demon Tribe's location in a mere breath.

Then, the calamity of the tempest descended!

The massive tornado instantly collapsed, transforming into countless flying blades scattered everywhere, and within a short duration, the vibrantly colored demon blood had already painted the ground like an oil painting.

"Woo woo woo..."

Horn sounds rose from the outside, the next second, where the wind blades extended, clear "boom, boom, boom" sounds rang out…

It was the sound of footsteps.

It signified the true test!

"Boom, boom, boom boom boom…"

The footsteps grew increasingly dense, increasingly rapid, until at a certain moment, a giant-like figure burst through the flying wind blades, hoisting the heavy hammer aloft, charging directly at the Wilderness Butcher with raging killing intent and unmatched heavy force!

"Boom!!!"

The wind pressure brought by the Bone Hammer struck the spot where the Wilderness Butcher stood like a cannonball, the explosion resounding fiercely, yet at the moment the Bone Hammer struck, the Wilderness Butcher had already leaped away.

In the distance, the uncontrolled wind blade clusters gradually settled, dense footsteps and shouts of slaughter emanated from that blood-soaked slaughterhouse!

"Kill them!!!"

The wolf howl clearly echoed past every same species' ears, seeing their king recklessly charging at a dozen Faceless Behemoths, in an instant, the wolf pack surged!

Like a crimson tide, thousands of wolves transformed into a rushing wave, directly charging towards the enemy camp!

Red and black intertwined in an instant, until now, the rocks and bodies blown by the tornado finally fell from the sky, like a colorful rain.

...

"Screech!"

Again, a sound like fabric tearing rang out, as Lei Qiang endured reluctance and fury, yet dared not look back.

The fourth sound.

Also signifying the fourth rift in the pitch-dark barrier.

The special skills granted Lei perception ability far superior to others, and the energy wave emitted from Zero was so dazzling, dazzling to the extent that Lei clearly understood that attempting to kill Zero was nothing but a foolish daydream.

Therefore, retaining the pitch-dark barrier was impossible; all Lei could do now was utilize a professionist's fundamental role---- to slaughter! To fight! Or, to embrace death!

The distant bustling battlefield drew closer, with the rift torn open by Zero upon entering the New Hope Assembly Place being undoubtedly the highest intensity of combat. Moreover, the Wilderness Butcher, currently the strongest force within the assembly site, had recklessly undertaken illogical behavior due to a moment of impulsiveness---- it was currently resisting powerful enemies in an area being abandoned.

Territory can be abandoned, but not powerful experts, as in such a vastly outnumbered war, the death of a powerful ally easily triggers a chain reaction.

Lei had to pull back the Wilderness Butcher and the elite of the wolf pack, to re-establish the defense line in the rear.

The giant form of the Barbarous Tyrant beneath him charged recklessly like a steel chariot, terrifying aura condensed on the two horns of the Barbarous Tyrant, and extraordinary weight meant every step the Barbarous Tyrant took would cause a minor earthquake, until the distant red tide became vaguely visible.

"Charge! Charge!"

The commander riding the bull raised his long sword high, maneuvering the divine beast species beneath him, launching a wild advance towards the center of the battlefield! Until the Barbarous Tyrant's giant body viciously collided with a Faceless Behemoth.

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