"My lord, the city's defenses seem to be even tighter than before. It seems that Blazing Fire City came prepared," a subordinate of a pseudo-god said in a low voice, his tone tinged with caution.

The high-ranking member of the false god narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the cannons, crossbows, and other facilities on the city wall like a hawk.

He scoffed, "Hmph, nothing but petty tricks. Even if they're prepared, so what? Can they possibly stop our army's advance?"

Another subordinate of the false god looked worried and advised, "My lord, better safe than sorry."

"It would be better to wait for the main force to arrive and then attack the city together. That way, we can be sure of success."

Upon hearing this, the false god's high-ranking official's face darkened, and he glared at the subordinate, rebuking him: "When did you become so cowardly and timid?"

"Pass on my order to attack immediately, and send an elite team ahead to probe their defenses."

"Yes!" Although the subordinate had doubts, he dared not disobey the order and immediately turned around to relay the instructions.

Soon, a squad of elite pseudo-gods clad in black armor separated from the main force and surged towards Blazing Fire City like a black torrent.

Their steps were synchronized, and they exuded a powerful yet malevolent aura.

Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to be eroded by this aura, and wisps of black mist rose up.

From the city wall, Wang Fan took in all of this.

He sensed the enemy's strength, but his eyes showed no fear; instead, they were filled with excitement.

He turned to the women beside him and shouted, "Prepare to meet the enemy according to plan!"

The women responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the city walls.

The elite troops of the false god rapidly approached, and the atmosphere on the city wall became extremely tense.

Wang Fan kept a close eye on the approaching enemy, estimating the optimal attack distance.

When the elite troops of the false god entered the artillery range, Wang Fan gave the order: "Qin Xiaoxuan, fire!"

Without hesitation, Qin Xiaoxuan quickly lit the cannon fuse.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several cannons fired simultaneously, the huge roar causing the city walls to tremble slightly.

The shells crashed down on the elite troops of the false god like meteors, exploding instantly among the enemy ranks.

Flames soared into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and many of the false god's elites were blown away, their limbs and fragments flying everywhere.

"Well done! Xiaomeng, Yalin!" Wang Fan shouted.

Xiao Meng and Su Yalin responded excitedly and immediately ran towards the cannons next to them.

Xiao Meng gripped the thick cannon barrel with both hands to adjust the angle, while Su Yalin quickly loaded the shells beside her.

“I’m ready!” Su Yalin shouted.

Xiao Meng nodded vigorously, her eyes focused, and shouted, "Light it!"

With a deafening roar, the shells whistled out and accurately struck the enemy ranks, once again unleashing a bloodbath.

"Well done, keep it up!" Wang Fan shouted, encouraging the troops.

At the same time, Su Yaqi drew her bow to its fullest extent, and the arrow shot towards the enemy with a whistling sound.

She was an expert archer, and she specifically targeted wounded false gods, hitting her target with every arrow.

However, the elite of the false god are indeed worthy of being personally selected by the high-ranking members of the false god.

Even after suffering heavy losses, they showed no sign of backing down.

They quickly adjusted their formation, with some continuing to charge forward in an attempt to break through the defenses.

Another group began casting dark magic in an attempt to disrupt the attacks from those on the city walls.

Beams of black energy shot toward the city wall, instantly striking several of its defensive structures.

"Everyone be careful! Don't get hit!" Wang Fan shouted.

Outside the city, the high-ranking member of the pseudo-god frowned even more as he watched the elite vanguard encounter fierce resistance.

"I didn't expect these people to be so tenacious. It seems I underestimated them," he muttered to himself, secretly pondering his next move.

He knew that if he couldn't break through the city's defenses quickly...

When the main force arrives and sees the vanguard in such a sorry state, it will definitely affect morale.

"Send another team up! We must break through their defenses as quickly as possible!" The Pseudo-god leadership issued another order, and yet another team of Pseudo-god elites charged toward Blazing Fire City.

This elite group of pseudo-gods moved with incredible speed, like streaks of black light, and approached the city wall in the blink of an eye.

Using the thick smoke and chaos as cover, they cast dark spells, transforming into shadows and swiftly climbing.

In the blink of an eye, several elite members of the false god had successfully scaled the city wall.

"They're coming up! Kill!" Wang Fan roared, and the Bloodthirsty Halberd in his hand instantly erupted with a monstrous blood-red light.

Like a demon god descending to earth, it charged into the enemy ranks with overwhelming force.

He moved like lightning, his halberd dancing wildly, each swing sending up a cloud of blood mist.

With a few quick strikes of his halberd, several false god soldiers were struck as if by lightning, their bodies pierced through, and they flew backward screaming.

Wherever Wang Fan went, the elite of the false gods fell one after another.

Like harvesting crops, he single-handedly tore a bloody path through the enemy lines.

Meanwhile, fierce fighting was also raging in other areas of the city wall.

The elite forces of the false god surged forward like a tide, attempting to break through the defenses.

However, inspired by their generals, the defenders of Blazing Fire City fought bravely and fiercely against the false god.

Shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons echoed through the sky, turning the entire city wall into a living hell.

While frantically hacking and slashing at the enemies, Wang Fan shouted, "Everyone, stay calm! Don't panic!"

"According to the previous plan, drive all these false god scum away!" Encouraged by him, everyone's morale soared.

A fierce battle raged on the city walls, with the people of Blazing Fire City locked in a stalemate with the elite forces of the false god.

Meanwhile, the high-ranking members of the false god outside the city were both anxious and furious to see that their elite troops had been unable to break through the city after a long siege.

His gaze inadvertently fell upon Wang Fan, who was wreaking havoc on the city wall like a god of war, and a plan immediately formed in his mind.

In a flash, he transformed into a black streak of light and pounced on Wang Fan with lightning speed.

They attempted to take advantage of Wang Fan's unpreparedness and deliver a fatal blow.

Wang Fan was fully focused on fighting the false god in front of him when his keen intuition instantly made him sense a strong killing intent coming from behind.

Without a second thought, relying on the instincts he had developed in battle, he leaped forward.

At the same time, he quickly turned around, and the Bloodthirsty Halberd in his hand, like a dragon emerging from the sea, thrust backward with overwhelming momentum.

The false god's higher-ups did not expect Wang Fan to react so quickly, and while dodging, they hurriedly raised their arms to block.

With a "plop," the Bloodthirsty Halberd pierced through his arm, and black blood flowed out like ink.

The false god's high-ranking officials glared angrily and let out a furious roar.

With his other hand, he condensed a ball of dark energy and hurled it fiercely at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan showed no fear. He suddenly drew his halberd and his figure flashed like a ghost, dodging the ball of dark energy.

Immediately afterwards, he slammed his feet off the ground and charged toward the high-ranking members of the false god like a cannonball.

The halberd drew a sharp arc in the air, heading straight for the throat of the false god's high-ranking member.