Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 1604 - 182: Hill’s Headlong Descent

Though Eosca is a bit greedy and can never control the restless small hand, he’s not foolish enough to let the Undead Tribe directly enter his territory.

The Dimensional Gate is naturally one-way.

’Battlefield Lightening’ held the spear tipped forward, exuding an impressive aura.

Fortunately, regardless of how many people were pierced by the spear tip, they’d quickly turn into light and vanish.

However, it also significantly reduced its deterrent power.

Even though the face with glaring white teeth amid interwoven red, blue, and white brilliance could be quite frightening.

Yet, not to mention the Undead Tribe, even the Moon Clan who was slain in rows weren’t intimidated, instead they unhesitatingly charged directly at ’Battlefield Lightening’.

The Moon Clan actually understands the Knight Corps better.

They clearly know that as long as the lead man falls, the aura of the knights would instantly be discounted.

Therefore, regardless of how many died, they had the courage to charge forward... even if their self-interest was paramount, they wouldn’t shrink back during a fight.

They were instead hoping to be the first to take down Lightening, becoming the turning point in the war.

Heroism was their eternally unchanging love.

"Lightening is about to fall." ’Hard Wind’ lowered his binoculars, "Shall I enter the scene?"

"Let me check... hmm, you go down first, start in 10 minutes," ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said after watching for a while, "Lightening and his cattle haven’t unleashed the big move yet, so it’s not at the extreme.

Wait until they finish their collective trampling, then set off with the Knight Corps a minute later.

Try not to let Lightening lose too many people.

Er... Hard Wind, after so long, do you and your horse still have rapport?

For goodness’ sake, don’t switch to pigs halfway!"

"Just say if you want to die." ’Hard Wind’ didn’t blink as he deftly arranged his black gold cloak, raising his right hand, the carefully embroidered dark golden rose on the black cloak slicing a sharp ray of light in the air, "The Duke might only be unable to come out in this world.

Though not as capable as the Duchess, our Duke actually is the one most adept at trampling.

Do you really think that your family’s fox can withstand it?

Hehe~ Even your Magic Cult wouldn’t use your family’s elephants to take the blame, right?

Long nose doesn’t equate to having greater strength than our Duke.

Hmph~ Beware lest you become a dog-skin rug!"

He then sneered twice at ’Snow Cloud Peak’ before striding out grandly... with his cloak fluttering behind him ’Hard Wind’, jumped straight off the glass window that had turned into the road.

"No, what’s Hard Wind been stimulated by? Isn’t Heart Sutra supposed to calm people down? How did he become a fierce-eyed King Kong?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ hesitantly looked at ’Perfect Bald’ and ’Old Age Striking King’ beside him.

"Umm..." ’Perfect Bald’ turned his face away, hesitating before saying, "Cunlü’s daughter has started preschool, do you know?" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Huh?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ the single person didn’t understand at all.

"Though there’s not much homework, they’re also starting to provide some junior education." ’Perfect Bald’ spoke softly while lowering his head, "Cunlü carried out this task, even mentioned that Buddhist music isn’t suitable for kids to listen to, so, these days she’s pushed all the parent-child time onto Hard Wind.

Hard Wind...has been infuriated for several days now.

Their little princess not only resembles Cunlü in appearance but character as well... hey~ it’s like peeling it off her mom."

"Huh?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ scratched his head, still perplexed, "Not formally attending school and they’re behaving like this... when dogs would despise in 7 or 8 years, how will they survive?"

"Are you silly?" ’Old Age Striking King’ calmly said, "It’s pre-school now, they have to resolve their kid’s whys themselves, thus the struggle.

Once school starts, it’s passed on to the teachers!

They wouldn’t demand their girl to lead the pace; she just has to not fail and make them summon the parents.

Cunlü and Hard Wind are quite smart, their girl wouldn’t be that poor anyhow.

Once official schooling starts, all suffering stems from parents’ high expectations, if none, so be it."

’Snow Cloud Peak’ desperately blinked, completely unable to grasp this family model... but reflecting on his experience, it seemed his family hadn’t been concerned with his studies.

Completely ignoring being untouched from ever dropping to second in the whole school, the Snow Old Dog naturally believed the ’Old Age Striking King’s’ nonsense.

He picked up the binoculars, contemplating aloud, "Losing temper doesn’t matter, just don’t mess things up.

If successful this time, we won’t even need to go out, we can earn an endless stream of military exploits just sitting at home."

"Aren’t you going to find farmhands for Lind?" ’Mobi Chenxin’ glanced at the hesitation on Baron Cain’s face, jokingly asked.

"Ah~ Haha~ A forced deal isn’t worth it. As long as we spread the word, people who can’t make a living will definitely come running." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said unemotionally.

Then he raised an eyebrow: "What are you thinking? Do you want to snatch the jobs from the PVE family? Do you have the patience they do?"

’Mobi Chenxin’ smiled slightly: "I really want to know how you managed to get along so well with that group."

"Hmm...," ’Snow Cloud Peak’ gazed at him, "Don’t worry, they will never look at you favorably."

’Mobi Chenxin’ blinked his eyes, feeling attacked for no apparent reason, yet couldn’t quite figure out where it came from.

"Hard Wind has started!" ’Old Age Striking King’ anxiously stomped his foot, "When are those idiots going to bring about their demise! Seriously, even dying, they’re not proactive!"

This time, the Knights who charged out with the same formation as the front of the Battlefield Knights Corps, even though their levels weren’t the highest, made people feel even more imposing.

Their black unicorns, even the silver-gray unicorn seemed to emit a murderous glow.

Behind each person fluttered black capes, with dark patterns of roses spread on them, giving off a black and red ominous glow.

At the forefront, the knight holding the Proud Sky Alliance flag wore black armor and a black cape, reflecting a dark golden glow in the sunlight.

In fact, as he rapidly charged forward, it seemed several illusory black and gold roses bloomed on the fluttering cape.

They didn’t use the arrogant roar to indicate their presence like the Battlefield Family did.

They just charged in silence.

The air only carried the powerful hoof beats creating a vigorous drumbeat.

However, this strange rhythm did not last long, soon mixed with the panicked shouts from the Moon Clan, forming a bizarre medley.

The Moon Clan did not expect, even the Ten Thousand Knights, Proud Sky Alliance could create two teams, and both with completely different styles!

They weren’t completely overwhelmed, but caught off guard, were unable to keep the knight team led by the ’Battlefield Thunder’ in the array, and let them charge out of the Dimensional Gate area.

Having lost only a small portion of members, the Battlefield Knights Corps quickly turned their horses to maneuver from the side to the city wall for Priest’s aid.

This time the Moon Clan didn’t show too much incompetence. Even struck into pieces by two consecutive knight charges, they still held firmly before the Dimensional Gate, and even tried to split some men for assaulting the other side’s Battlefield Knights Corps.

After all, everyone knew they had no combat power left.

Yet at this time, standing on the indigo-colored city wall was a row of Priests dressed in the earth color, their voices crisp and melodious, singing the holy prayer like countless raindrops striking rubble, windows, branches, and ground.

Then, when the hymn reached its peak, a beautiful figure rose from the crowd.

She stood on white clouds, with a high bun adorned with golden ornaments, gracefully holding a hibiscus, Nishang trailing with ribbons, surrounded by swirling petals.

Her beautiful lips softly parted, joining the priests below in singing the Divine Script.

With slender fingers lightly waving, the ribbons on her arms fluttered accordingly, her long legs vaguely visible in the wind.

Many of the Moon Clan momentarily forgot the pursuit, turning to gaze at the flying beauty on the cloud.

Even the other side of the Dimensional Gate seemed a little stirred.

"Ah..." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ tapped the tablet, "Would anyone in the Desert publicly say Cunlü is truly the First Beauty?"

"What are you talking about?" ’Old Age Striking King’ sensitively turned to look at him.

"You can go to your own Cloud Platform now." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ smiled slightly, "There’s movement on the mountain road there, judging by their expression, as if they were suddenly thrown in.

Otherwise, being Great Sages, how could they stagger even with a timed teleport.

Ha~

Someone must have praised Cunlü.

Ah~ such flying stuff is indeed pure, seductive, and immortal."

"Does Hill know?" ’Old Age Striking King’ stepped on the glass walkway and turned to ask.

"If you go any slower, you’ll probably just have to wait to see how thin the pancake can get."

’Old Age Striking King’ instantly panicked, grabbing a rope hanging by the window... even though the rope was automatically rising, the Female Priest still struggled to climb up herself.

Hill, of course, also promptly noticed these Great Sages who were thrown out, and fairly gave them time to compose themselves.

Then, amidst exclamations, with a smiling face, he charged down from the Cloud Realm.