Chapter 137: Surprise Attack in the Dark
Lin Qi’s battle plan was simple. He would attract most of the firepower, while the Huang Qi Blessed Ones would take the opportunity to smash the crossbowmen and warlocks’ skulls.
Facts will prove that warriors are far better adapted to complex battlefields than mages.
The Fearful Spearman was caught off guard and was knocked away like a piece of sand by Lynch's brute force. The killing was contagious and eventually struck the entire black island.
The groups of dark swordsmen who were rushing over fell down as soon as they stepped into the darkness, as if they were hit on the shoulders by an invisible force.
The few lucky ones groaned among the corpses, but the next moment, flying arrows ended their suffering.
The ballistae and crossbows unleashed terror, but all that was left on the ground were the bodies of Druzy and slaves.
Some Druzes thought that the slaves had broken free from their magic and started a rebellion.
Some pirates were terrified and believed that invisible demons had boarded the Black Ark.
The emotions of many living beings disturbed the battlefield, and those who were fighting were inevitably impacted by emotions such as "fear", "pain" and "hatred" on the battlefield.
This resulted in their control over spells being far less handy than usual.
Death makes Shash's power stronger, and the wind of death howls among the dead. This is not good news for the sorceress.
For their enemy is a master of shadow and death magic.
Before being ordered to rebuild the Awakening City, Lord Walker was the magic priest of the City of Mists.
Slan from Pahuacus shared with them his profound knowledge about time and space.
Time is the hidden power of the wind of death, and space is the branch magic of the wind of shadow.
Lynch didn't know it, but he was helping to fuel an invisible war.
On the black island, bells rang in tall towers.
As if Druzy had received an order, the animal cages of the Black Ark were opened one after another.
The ignorant slaves were hunted by the freed beasts, and the Druzian soldiers had already fled.
They didn't believe that the animal trainers could completely control the terrifying beasts.
This turns out to be true.
Those animal trainers can run faster than they can! The animal trainers are used to the hostility of the soldiers. They can indeed control the beasts, as long as the rulers believe this.
These beasts are under a spell and will return to the Black Ark after they have eaten their fill. Now all you have to do is prevent yourself from becoming their prey.
As for completely dominating the war beast?
That is a delicate job that only the top animal trainers can do. How can these country bumpkins understand the difficulty of animal taming?
The hydra wreaked havoc on the Black Ark, and the kraken of the deep joined in the feast.
These greedy beasts have bottomless stomachs, and the slaves aboard the Black Ark are not enough for them to feast on.
Every now and then, giant beasts would crash into the towers, but would be intercepted by the mana patterns, and the familiar stinging pain would make them turn around.
Lynch met the last wave of Druzi troops coming to block him. The slave master driving the chariot led hundreds of cold lizard fear knights and rushed over.
The power of a cavalry charge is always shocking. With only a few hundred riders, they have an inexplicable momentum that is invincible.
The earth roared in the rush of the torrent; even the dense, flowing sea of undead spirits from the sky lost their momentum amid the shouts of the knights' charge.
Lynch stood like a statue on the blood-stained street, inspiring "murderous rage" and "swift attack".
The black torrent, led by the chariot, slammed heavily into the tall cold-blooded creature.
In the teeth-grinding collision, the seemingly indestructible spearhead was caught by Lynch.
The raw brute force left dents on the steel. Lynch killed the cold lizard that was pulling the chariot and bent the sharp ram in front of the chariot.
The cold-blooded champion activated the arc of light from Kotego's scepter, which forcibly cut through the cavalry's formation, turning it from a "V" formation into a straight line.
The ignorant slave master died quietly, just like many enemies who had died at Lynch's hands in the past, without causing any ripples.
The Cold One Dread Knight did not charge into the intended enemy, for Thoros was fighting in another street.
Medusa's piercing scream was her final outpouring, and a siren was knocked down by the warriors in the darkness, crushing the casinos and slave dwellings on both sides of the street.
The siren was recovering from its wounds tenaciously, but if it wanted to get up again, it had to heal half of its body that was smashed by brute force.
No more arrows were shot at Lynch. One sentry tower after another was knocked down by invisible enemies, and one crossbowman after another turned into meat scraps on the walls and the ground.
Without the support of magic, Druzy's resistance turned into a massacre.
Only when the distance is very close can Druzy detect the enemy through his keen senses.
But no elf would want to face a group of muscular monsters only one head shorter than an ogre within three or five meters.
Even the most sophisticated combat skills were useless in the face of brute force. Soldiers without magic equipment were knocked down by the lizardmen at the first sight, and elite soldiers with magic equipment could only retreat step by step and eventually become decorations on the ground.
The ruins on the black island began to spread as Thoros advanced.
There were no survivors to report the enemy's strength to the Druzy commanders! The ruins advanced towards the Warlock Tower in the center of the Black Ark, and all obstacles in the way were defeated.
The torches held high were lost in the night, and darkness spread like a disease on the Black Ark.
The bodies of Leng Xi and Druzy were everywhere under Lynch's feet. He was almost buried in the pile of corpses, but he just shook hard and flew away the body parts around him.
The dozens of surviving Cold Lizard Dread Riders scattered in panic, and no Druzy was willing to die again.
Lynch chased the Cold Lizard Knight who was fleeing towards the Warlock Tower. He was like a gust of wind, easily catching up with the Chosen One, and in the blink of an eye, knocked it and its mount to the ground.
The fallen body slid forward due to inertia, leaving a bloody path on the uneven ground.
As Druzy fled desperately, Lynch knocked the fugitives to death one by one.
Just at this moment, a war hydra crashed into a tavern nearby. Its seven heads each bit a ferocious bat, and it greedily ate the undead flying beast, which had little meat on it.
Its sinuous snake body is connected to a huge torso that looks more like a fat lizard.
The seven heads of the evil beast looked at Lynch together, and the multi-headed snake pounced on him without hesitation, wanting to taste Lynch.
Unfortunately, Lynch has a hard time making it happen.
Without holding back, Lynch activated the arc of light, and the flames would put an end to the hydra's strange self-healing ability.
In the first encounter, the first three snake heads that stretched out were cut off by Lynch, and the remaining four snake heads had no time to dodge and were all broken by Lynch.
The seven bodies of the Hydra were shaking and waving violently, black smoke was coming out of the wounds, and the flesh and blood were squirming madly, but the snake heads could not grow back.
Lynch rushed to the monster snake, cut open its body, closed his eyelids, tightened his mouth, and crashed into the Hydra's body, destroying its intestines and internal organs.
In the end, Lynch broke out from the side of the hydra with his body covered in sour blood.
(End of this chapter)
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