Chapter 499 That's My Wife
Hamef, with his knights of the dead, repeatedly probed the infantry formation of the large army, seemingly about to charge straight at them on several occasions, only to turn back a hundred paces away.
Only a few Yellow Realm cultivators in the army could aim at the enemy two hundred paces away in this weather. They replaced the Gatling gunners and nervously watched the depths of the night, occasionally firing warning shots. The riflemen also fired blindly, using this method of wasting bullets to confront Hamef's men.
"Your Highness, I hear the gunfire from the soldiers and I'm in disarray. The enemy is too cunning, and the soldiers are on edge. They've been fighting for an hour now, and I don't know how much longer they can hold out."
Qin Mo was well aware of the predicament of the large infantry formation. The enemy was clearly not far away in the rain, but they just couldn't see them. They had sharp rifles but could only fire blindly. Their bullets were running out, and they didn't know if they had hit the enemy. This kind of psychological torment could definitely drive a person to the brink of collapse.
"It was my oversight; I should have developed the flares first!"
"Your Highness, what is... a flare?"
"It's about using artillery to shoot something very bright into the sky, like a small moon, to illuminate the enemy clearly."
"Buzz!"
As soon as Qin Mo finished speaking, a faint voice rang out, and the sky above the infantry formation of the Da Yuan army lit up, the light brighter than the full moon. So bright that even in a torrential downpour, the Da Yuan army could clearly see the undead knights hundreds of paces away.
"Your Highness...is that a flare?"
"What flare? This is my wife! Quickly direct our men to retreat while we have the chance."
Qin Mo grabbed his double-edged battle axe, jumped off the stockade wall, and ran towards the light.
"Where is the prince's...wife?"
Wu Shengze was also a Xuan Realm expert, but even as he stared at the increasingly dazzling light in the sky until his eyes welled up with tears, he still couldn't see anyone in the sky.
Let alone Wu Shengze, even Qin Mo only saw the light and not Heather. "The light is me, I am the light." The true master of the light can merge with the light, invisible and traceless.
The sudden light caught Hamef off guard. Although he knew that the Dragonthroat Clan had encountered powerful figures from the Temple, he only now realized the Temple expert's talent and abilities.
Hamef felt pain again. He had thought he would never feel pain again. The wisps of light pierced through the downpour and fell on him. When they touched the death energy within him, they quickly ignited, and the black flames burned directly into the depths of his soul.
"Knock knock knock knock"
The Gatling gun had an extremely long range, and the gunners, who had been holding back their fire for a while, unleashed a barrage the moment the light appeared, causing a group of undead knights, who were suffering from the burning of their souls, to fall from their horses one after another. Meanwhile, the riflemen, under the brigadier's command, reorganized their formation, poised to press forward.
"Step back...spread out...let's see how long it can...light up..."
With a hoarse voice, Hamef directed his men to disperse and retreat. Although the area covered by the light was not small, the desert was even larger, and they could always find a way to hide if they wanted to.
Hamef led the way into the distant night, followed by the knights of the dead, their flames still burning fiercely despite the torrential rain.
Heatherine was not the real sun after all, and the range of her light radiation was limited. Hamef quickly reached the edge of the light and was about to be swallowed by the night.
"careful!!"
Hamef only had time to issue a warning before a beam of light, even brighter than the previous one, rushed towards him.
Holding his "Fire of Joy" double-edged battle axe, Qin Mo ambushed Hamef on his retreating path, like a crocodile hiding at the bottom of a river, opening its blood-red maw as its prey crossed the river.
"clang!"
Hamov blocked Qin Mo's battle axe by instinct, but his heavy sword was also chipped open, and his arm ached so much that he could barely lift it.
But that was nothing compared to what happened when Hamov had only exchanged a glance with Qin Mo and was already engulfed in flames. Although his skin and flesh didn't hurt, the sight of his skin and hair being burned to ashes was truly terrifying.
"What is this...?"
If Heather's light scorched the souls of the dead, then the flames emitted by Qin Mo activating the hidden magic array within the "Joy of Fire" battle axe scorched all tangible matter.
Qin Mo manipulated the flames to concentrate them in a very small area. The warhorses of Hamef and his men were instantly engulfed in flames and turned into charred remains without even a cry. Hamef's armor also began to glow red and was about to melt.
After being transformed, Hamef gained a powerful body, but even his body, which was imbued with death energy, could not withstand the intense heat of the flames.
"clang!"
Hamef gathered all his strength and clashed fiercely with Qin Mo's battle axe with his heavy sword. Then, using the momentum, he leaped back and fled to a deserted place.
Hamef was not a coward. He did not run towards his own people. He just wanted to lure Qin Mo away. Before he was transformed, he was a strongman comparable to a knight commander. Even he could not withstand Qin Mo's radiance. What would happen to his subordinates if they fought Qin Mo?
Had his men overwhelm Qin Mo with sheer numbers? Hamef only considered the idea briefly before abandoning it. The powerful figures from the Holy Temple above were clearly aligned with this guy; if they were to attract those same figures, even the most elite undead knights accompanying him would be doomed.
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