Chapter 408: Chapter 9: Clash of Second Tiers

Over the years, Feiyan City has long integrated the Extraordinary System into its own military system. For the Knights here, Extraordinary Power is their comrade, a combat unit.

However, the Noble Alliance Army still maintains the medieval combat system, treating Extraordinary Power as a high and unattainable existence, never daring to expect support from such power.

Although both sides appear the same in various aspects, there actually exists a generation gap in their combat systems.

In the face of such a huge gap, it is no longer something that one or two commanders can compensate for with outstanding personal military expertise.

When the Wizards of Feiyan City appear on the battlefield, when the storm rises and lightning strikes down, when the Knights of Feiyan City charge out from the forest with tears glistening.

The outcome is already determined, what’s left is merely harvesting and slaughter.

“Run, quickly run!”

“Dev… devil, it’s the devil!”

The same situation is not only happening in Deer Horn Forest but also all around the battlefield.

Before initiating the war, Lynch deliberately included all controlled Transcendents into the knight order, and with the assistance of Extraordinary Power, combined with a legion purely composed of knights, how could such a medieval army withstand?

The Blood Knights simply advance triumphantly, pushing through unhindered, and none of the Noble Alliance Army they encounter can match their power.

In a certain sense, the war in the Human World can already be declared over.

So, is the war over?

Of course not.

In the Transcendent world, the decisive factor in a war is always the Extraordinary Power.

No matter how impressive the human battlefield is, it is never the protagonist of this war. The true victory must be achieved in that world.

Black Mist Jungle, Dark Moon Church.

The war on the side of the Dark Moon Church has also reached a fever pitch.

On the open battlefield, various sizes of space cracks unfold, and an endless undead army rushes out from the cracks.

“Crack, crack, crack!”

“Huhuhu!”

The sound of grinding bone mixed with the unpleasant wheezing of hollow throats echoes incessantly across the battlefield.

Skeletons wielding rusty Cross Swords charge towards the battlefield, and slow-moving Zombies raise their heads high, spewing foul venomous phlegm.

On the side of the Dark Moon Church.

“Stop them!”

“Destroy these damn dead spirits!”

Fireballs fly, tears glisten, Wind Blades sweep, and one after another Alchemy Spheres explode on the battlefield, releasing various Alchemy Tools… To stop these dead spirits, the Wizards of the Dark Moon Church rack their brains.

However, the undead are too numerous, continuously surging like tides on the ocean. When one Skeleton falls, a large group of Skeleton Warriors rushes out from behind. After painstakingly eliminating one Zombie, a horde of rotting Ghouls emerges.

More troubling is the considerable number of high-level undead creatures such as Ghost Warriors and Witch Demons among them. These terrifying entities possess powers close to, or even comparable to, Wizard Level.

Under the overwhelming numerical advantage, the resistance of the Dark Moon Church is beginning to show signs of fatigue. After all, their spiritual power is prone to exhaustion, whereas these undead seem endless.

Some weaker apprentices have started to suffer casualties, and with the death of these apprentices, the original Defense Magic Array begins to weaken further.

The situation is increasingly developing in an unfavorable direction.

For a moment, the Wizards of the Dark Moon Church become extremely anxious, frequently looking up toward the sky.

Above them, a massive Barrier has appeared, within which two cataclysmic forces clash violently.

“Moonlight·Chant!”

As Lynch’s high-pitched Spell voice falls, a vast beam of moonlight strikes down from the sky.

With a destructive force that could raze even a mountain, it hits Tarim on the opposite side, yet merely causes his body to tremble.

At this moment, Tarim has transformed into a monster.

It appears to be a type of demon, with a grotesque face and horns like a mountain goat, and its feet resemble goat’s hooves.

Standing nearly a hundred meters tall, comparable to a Bone Dragon, its entire body is fiery red like scorched rocks, and the skin burns with blazing heat that even distorts space where it passes.

Its body is densely covered with various strange runes, and every gesture seems to possess the power to annihilate the world—

Third-tier Life Hell Flame Demon.

This is an Ancient God that only appears in old mythology, and now the full activation of Tarim’s Bloodline has brought it completely into this space-time.

Lynch frowned, “Really tough.”

The full-force ’Moonlight Ode’ couldn’t cause an obvious wound on him, which is a bit beyond Lynch’s expectations.

“Damn brat!”

Tarim’s voice opposite carries a heavy echo, sounding extraordinarily angry: “To think you forced me to this extent!”

Though powerful, the activation of this Bloodline carries a considerable cost every time, and after use, he falls into a weakened state for a significant period, suffering greatly. Hence, unless necessary, he truly doesn’t want to activate it.

As he speaks, he raises his right hand upwards, and immediately, intense flames rapidly gather in his palm, and in a moment, a gigantic fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters is formed, resembling a small burning sun.

With a casual toss, the swelling massive fireball hurls straight towards Lynch.

The temperature within the fireball is horrifyingly high, and as it passes, even space distorts, seeming to have the power to burn everything in the world.

Lynch’s expression becomes somewhat grave; he can distinctly feel the fireball’s exceedingly abnormal temperature, at least several tens of thousands. Clearly, it is not simply Fire Elemental.

Receiving such an attack head-on is unwise, so with a flash of his figure, he immediately prepares to first widen the distance.

However, Tarim has anticipated this, swiftly intoning a syllable, and suddenly, a bizarre symbol glows around the Barrier, rapidly shrinking inward.

Lynch’s intended flicker distance suddenly deviates, and his figure appears only tens of meters away from the fireball.

“Finally caught you!”

Seeing this, Tarim sneers coldly, clutching the giant palm inward fiercely.

“Boom!” A loud blast.

The gigantic fireball erupts loudly, and flames surge, engulfing Lynch completely.

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