arcane emperor

Chapter 544 Legend - Waxmelt Demon

The majestic Yaya vented his feelings freely.

The entire space echoed with the roar of the fangs, and the dragon's power was like a real dragon, making the drow elves in the distance weak in their legs.

Noticing those vicious glances, Yaya flapped his wings and scurried over nimbly with his huge body.

The drow, aware of the danger, fled in panic. They had already noticed Yaya's cold gaze.

Although Yaya's body is large, his movements are extremely flexible.

The outstanding results of the transformation surgery were matched with her development of the power of blood.

This gives most parts of her body a very powerful combat effect!
Large in size, but not bloated.

Light in weight, but full of explosive power.

It can be said that chasing down those drow elves is fast and accurate.

More than dozens of drow elves were quickly killed by Yaya, and the remaining ones fled outside in panic.

The already scattered Jackal slaves were in chaos. Angela, who saw the right opportunity, issued the order without hesitation:
"Enter!!"

The neat military formation marched forward again.

They were like a sledgehammer, smashing into the pile of rice grains composed of gnoll slaves.

Thousands of gnoll slaves died on the spot, and the remaining ones, after losing the control of the drow, were once again seized by fear and fled in panic.

Seeing this scene, Xie Teli frowned, stared at Yaya rushing over, and shouted to the elf commanders around him:

"Get ready to attack and besiege the Gulf Leadership Army!"

Holding the Holy Emblem in his hand tightly, the gray-black twisted power spread around.

The bloody mark on the ground revealed a terrifying figure after a burst of bloody light erupted.

Sensing the danger, Yaya noticed the ferocious behemoth and flapped his wings to distance himself.

The twisted monster, in the gradual change of blood-colored light, turned into a twisted jet black giant spider.

The spider's body was covered with steel-thorn-like hairs, and its eight claws exuded a metallic sheen.

The tips of the claws are extremely sharp and can easily penetrate into rocks.

The figure, which is as tall as a three-story building, gives people a terrifying intimidation.

Especially the giant red eyes on its head exude a breathtaking light.

As soon as it appeared, it waved its claws arrogantly and chopped more than 10 Gnoll slaves around it into pieces.

Open your big mouth and eat greedily.

The weird and twisted light centered on it and spread to the surroundings.

The affected Gnoll slave's body began to twist and deform, turning into a half-human, half-spider monster.

Matthew, who saw this scene from a distance, said to Yaya in his heart:
"The Waxmelt Demon - a legendary monster, challenge level 22+!"

A very troublesome monster, but it made Yaya even more excited.

Killing the beast-like fire dragon Diego did not make Yaya feel too much pressure. After losing his mind, the threat level was reduced by at least 60%.

The wax-melting demon at the moment was just the right time to test her fighting ability.

Xie Teli, whose heart was bleeding, held up the pitch-black staff and pointed at his teeth, roaring and shouting:

"Kill it and sacrifice it to my lord!"

The Waxmelt Demon transformed into a giant spider, lowering its body slightly, and its huge abdomen continued to bulge, as if it was brewing some kind of terrifying attack.

Yaya didn't wait and crashed down like a cannonball.

With a body made of steel and iron, Yaya is not afraid of any hand-to-hand combat.

The giant black spider that the Wax Melt Demon transformed into was also unexpectedly strong. Not only was its body solid, but it was also very powerful.

She withstood Fang Ya's attacks, and was able to swing her sharp claws from time to time, tearing open scars on her strong scales.

The half-man, half-spider who was affected by the power of distortion launched an attack on Fang under its control.

Although it can't cause too much trouble to Yaya, it can still contain her attention.

The battle between the two of them caused quite a stir.

The rubble cracked and smoke flew into the air.

Xie Teli stared at the battlefield, looked at the slightly shining Holy Emblem, and quickly moved towards the center of the army.

She must offer more sacrifices immediately!

When the panic of the gnoll slave army was about to spread, thousands of drow troops sprang out from the darkness in the distance.

They quickly controlled the gnoll slaves and stabilized their scattered posture.

Behind them, a powerful slave army of [-] to [-] people was roaring towards the side of the leading formation in the bay.

The drow seem to be well prepared!

Among the supporting slave army, Ani saw the figures of ogres, minotaurs, and trolls.

Not only do they wear armor and are tall, but they also have a fierce aura that is completely unmatched by the Gnoll slaves.

This is an elite slave army!

At least that's true for a single individual!

"It's going to be bad!"

Just when Aini was a little anxious, Angela calmly issued the order:

"Defend in place!"

"Jifan, stop them!"

The advancing Gulf leadership army immediately stopped.

The reserve troops stepped forward skillfully to replace their comrades whose strength had been depleted just now.

The sound of crossbow arrows sounded quickly, killing the gnoll slaves who had gathered again.

The defensive troops quickly pushed out and rushed out of a space.

Arrows flew from time to time among the gnoll slaves, causing damage to the Gulf Territory soldiers.

Drow shoot accurately and hard, usually targeting weak points and vital points.

Even with adequate preparations, the Gulf Territory soldiers who suffered a counterattack still suffered casualties.

The Gulf Territory's retaliation was also quite fast. The direction in which this bow and arrow flew was covered with a barrage of crossbow arrows.

Even if the drow were agile, they could not escape the dense crossbow arrows and died miserably.

However, the drow showed greater resilience than usual. Even if they endured casualties, they still fought back tenaciously.

The battle became tense, with casualties on both sides.

The screams of his companions rang in Yondala's ears.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a Halfling soldier with an arrow in his chest.

The long arrow was extremely penetrating, not only breaking through his breastplate, but also piercing his entire body.

Before she could make a move, the medical soldiers from the military formation rushed over quickly.

Pull out the arrow, feed the blood-activating potion, antidote, and bandage the wound, all in one go.

Looking at his companions who were being carried to the back on a stretcher, Yodala gritted his teeth, put aside distracting thoughts very simply, and focused on shooting.

Kill the enemy as quickly as possible and you'll be safe!

Old John, who was commanding the battle, calmly calculated the proportion of casualties on both sides.

1: 300!

The only ones that can pose a threat to the soldiers in the military formation are the drow rangers and archers hiding among the gnoll slaves.

Their number is small, and they dare not take action at will.

And once they show up, they will only be greeted by death.

There will inevitably be casualties in war, and the Gulf Territory has done its best in treating them.

As long as this battle is won, the nearly 7 soldiers of the two armies will quickly mature in the flames of war.

In fact, if it weren't for the large number of new recruits recruited this time, the overall team's synergy would have declined.

Nor will they adopt this method of standing still and fighting tough battles to temper themselves in the flames of war.

The real threat to the Gulf leadership is the elite slave army rushing from the side.

Their individual strength is strong, and the veterans can stop them, but the new recruits are no match for them.

Once they rush over and disrupt the formation, it may affect the military formation.There are bound to be a lot of casualties.

Old John didn't have any worries. He looked at the assembled troops and said with great expectation:

"This is a good time for you to show off your skills!"

Holding the heavy shield, Jifan calmly stared at the elite slave warriors rushing over, feeling the strengthening and amplification brought by the magic armor, and shouted coldly:
"Team Mo Dao, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jifan and the warriors beside him stepped out of the shield team.

These warriors wearing heavy armor walked 10 meters out of the array in neat steps.

They formed two thin lines.

There are only 2000 of them!

They faced 2 enemies!
But they didn't hesitate at all. Instead, they were all excited.

The howling slave warriors charged over with a barrage of crossbow arrows.

Although the shields and thick armor they held high could not completely block the damage from the crossbows, they were not like the gnoll slaves who could kill or injure thousands in a single encounter.

More than 200 slave warriors fell.

The rest rushed over crazily, seemingly ready to vent their pent-up anger in the Gulf's leading formation.

They were getting closer and closer, with bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes and roars coming from their mouths, trying to intimidate their opponents.

Their opponents were silent, like a group of golems!
20 meters!
15 meters!
10 meters!
5 meters!
Ji Fan smelled the stench coming from the opponent's body, raised the Mo Dao in his hand, and roared:

"Team Mo Dao, come in!"

Whoa!
All the soldiers of Modao Team stepped forward in order.

The Mo Dao with its cold light slashed at the slave warriors who were rushing towards them. The latter also raised their weapons without showing any signs of weakness and waved them down fiercely.

call!
A uniform sound breaking through the air!

Click!

Blood splatters, flesh and blood flying!

The Mo Dao team did not move at all, and the slave warriors fell down in a row. Each one died in a miserable state, and the whole body was split in half.

A burly ogre warrior,
The wooden stick that was raised high was just lifted in the air.

His plump upper body had been hacked away, but his tenacious vitality did not make him die immediately, making him wail non-stop.

What frightened the slave warriors behind even more.

It was not only the bodies of the slave warriors that were chopped into pieces, but also their weapons and armor.

Several trolls with extremely strong recovery ability were struggling crazily on the ground after being split into two pieces by a knife.

That Mo Dao, which was not stained by any trace of blood, made the enemy tremble with fear in just one fight!

Smelling the smell of blood in the air, Jifan suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to shout coldly:

"Team Mo Dao, come in!"

The second row of soldiers took two steps forward.

They passed over their blood-covered companions, stepped in front of the slave warriors, and slashed with their swords.

The slave warriors who did not believe in evil came forward with howls.

They are stubborn minotaurs who believe in their own strength and their great axes.

Click!

"what……!"

"Run away..."

"This is impossible……"

"……Roar……!"

The big ax held high by the Minotaur was split open by the sharp blade.

The sharp blade that never stopped cutting was hitting their foreheads.

The hard skull cracked in an instant, the cruelty in his eyes turned into panic, and finally stopped.

The body was split in half, separated to the left and right.

The visually striking picture instantly captured the minds of other slave warriors.

The strongest ogres and minotaurs could not survive a single blow, and they would die if they charged forward.

Didn't wait for them to react.

The slave warriors in the third row passively welcomed the Mo Dao that was chopped down.

Some panicked slave warriors even forgot to fight back.

Click!

The slave warriors at the back watched helplessly as their companions in the front row were split into two pieces, including their armor.

But their attacks did not cause much trouble to the thick armor of the opposing soldiers.

These burly human warriors, covered in strong blood, stepped on the broken corpses and rushed towards them step by step.

Every time the Mo Dao team took a step forward, they left a large number of corpses behind.

Even slave warriors are not afraid of death.

But when they looked at the approaching Mo Dao team, they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

They are afraid of death!

The slave warriors collapsed on both sides, and panic spread quickly.

There happened to be an unsuspecting slave warrior who bumped head-on and was split in half without any surprise.

Aini, who saw this scene from a distance, gently rubbed her eyes, looked at the corpses covering the ground behind the Mo Dao team, and said quite excitedly:

"So strong?"

Matthew did not explain to her, but continued with a smile: "The improvement of strength is one aspect. How to fully utilize these strengths is the real test."

Aini looked at the invincible Mo Dao team and immediately saw their advantages.

Powerful defense and terrifying attack power!
In addition to the transformed warriors, those barbarian warriors are also strong and strong, and with thick stainless steel armor, they are enough to be immune to a considerable number of attacks.

The two are combined together to display terrifying close combat lethality.

Regardless of spellcasting combat, in Aini's impression, there seemed to be no combat unit that could rival the Mo Dao Team.

However, Aini is also keenly aware of their flaws.

Relatively bulky and lacks maneuverability.

Seeing this scene, the drow warriors knew that they could not break through the Modao team head-on, so they simply ordered the slave warriors to attack from both sides of them.

Unexpectedly, their step had already fallen into Angela's arrangement.

"Golem troops, activate!"

A series of burly Dragoon No. 1 golems stood up behind the soldiers.

They hold a two-meter-long steel epee in one hand, shining with fluorescence and majestic.

A total of 20 tall and cool golems strode in neat steps towards the slave warriors who were coming around.

Looking at these Dragoon No. 1 golems with red eyes, the slave warriors who had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den showed deep fear in their eyes.

What kind of enemy is this?

"Roar……!"

A shrill roar came from the billowing smoke.

Fang flew out in a circle, with small wounds all over his body. Only his eyes were full of coldness, and he fell on the stone wall beside him, staring at the monster appearing in the smoke.

A ball of twisted flesh, more than 10 waving tentacles, and a huge bloody eye.

The true form of the Wax Melt Demon!

It's surprisingly ugly!

It’s also extremely scary!

　Make an outline.

　　8000 will be restored tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)