Chapter 1822 - The Wargodean’s Shield
Tianming only needed to use the power of his believers as his pandemonium and cyclic sacrosuns acted as a medium to transfer an unending stream of power to Ying Huo, Meow Meow, and Lan Huang, transforming them into an ultimate war machine much like Ye Chen’s lifebound beasts. For their enemies, it was the birth of a nightmare.
The main part of the nightmare was a two-headed dragon that was covered in gigantic swords like a hedgehog. Its weight and the toughness of its flesh were unparalleled in this world. With its nine kui seas spinning, mountains and rocks alike shattered under its impact. There were two strange little beasts hidden atop its dragon heads, a yellow chicken that spewed fire and a cat that unleashed lightning. Despite their sizes, the lethality of their abilities was second to none—especially the little black cat, who could fit in a person’s palm. Covering an area of thousands of meters, Misty Hellthunder erupted in front of Lan Huang's eyes. Lifebound beasts and totems alike were wiped out on the spot.
But Lan Huang was definitely not as fast as Meow Meow. Some chased after it, hoping to find its weakness. Unfortunately for them, Lan Huang didn’t have one.
Tianming and his totems occupied the middle and rear. With the support of his believers, he formed a terrifying sea of swords that surrounded Lan Huang. Anyone of lower cultivation would essentially be turned into a hornet’s nest. For ordinary warriors, such a combination was second only to an astralship in terms of lethality. Even a beastmaster with combat power comparable to Tianming would fail to create such an effect on the battlefield, because they didn’t possess Primordial Chaos Beasts. The five beasts were the best in their domains.
He shot toward the Warlord, spilling blood wherever he went. Thousands of swords, lightning bolts, and flames surrounded Lan Huang. Tianming alone broke through the wargodean defense line, entering their midst.
"Get the Imperialdragon Princeps!"
A large part of the Imperial Tomb Army had become Tianming’s believers—especially the generals, who had witnessed his powerful offensive. The combination of man and beast was the most terrifying in the world. As soon as Tianming tore into the enemy’s defense, he was followed by dragon beastmasters, which was the best course of action. The Imperial Tomb Army could dive straight in when their enemies were scared stiff by the gigantic two-headed dragon.
"Follow him!"
The Fushens, as well as beastmasters from third- and fourth-rate sects, watched as Tianming slaughtered his way through the battlefield, an image that would be forever seared into their memory. It was a scene that made their blood boil.
More and more cultivators joined Tianming’s offensive. By that point, the Divine Palace Army had adapted to their tactics and formed groups to hold the defenders off, so their efforts were less impactful than they had been earlier. The Fushens would lose any chance of an edge over their enemies on the ground if they decided to hide from their attacks and rely solely on the Divine Wrath instead. That would mean certain death for them all. At that moment, Tianming unearthed the advantages of the Imperial Tomb Army. When their enemies swarmed together, charging forward became a means of breaking their defense.
"We don’t have a way out. If the enemy chooses to defend, we must put all our energy into attacking! Come with me, Imperial Tomb Army Beastmasters, kill!!" Charging forth, Tianming realized how ferocious the beastmasters were. Hundreds of thousands had gathered behind him, forming the ultimate battalion. In their fervor, the dragons roared, bombarding the enemy with their abilities while yet more beastmasters stormed behind them. Like a spear, the army led by Tianming pierced the center of the wargodeans. Tearing into the belly of the army, Lan Huang opened up a path for those behind it.
"Defend!"
"They’re in a hurry. This is our chance! They’ll all be dead as long as we hold on until their formation is broken!"
"Hold your positions! Keep the formation steady!"
When the wargodeans finally reacted to the situation, the beastmasters and their sturdy golden lifebound beasts moved to the front, forming the hardest shield on this battlefield. With their strong defensive powers, each beast resembled a gold mountain. The impact of the attacks against the dazzling shield was a spectacular sight. Without another word, Tianming and the Imperial Tomb Army rocketed toward them as Tianming launched the first wave of attacks with his Myriadsword Providence, impaling countless wargodeans.
"Here I come!" Lan Huang roared. Its Primordial Wheel exploded with devastating power and lightning speed. The earth shook and dirt fell upon Lan Huang’s flesh as it grew tenfold, transforming into a rotating disc that slammed into the enemy’s defense line.
Chaos descended on the wargodeans as a huge hole appeared in their defense. Their mountain-like lifebound beasts were sent flying and fissures appeared in the ground. Assuming its dragon form, Lan Huang caught the two “cannons”, Ying Huo and Meow Meow, and threw its heads back in a thunderous roar. Only a battle like this could allow for a full display of its abilities. No one could stop a zealous Lan Huang. And by tearing into the wargodeans’ defenses, it had also bored holes in their confidence. Few had ever witnessed such a powerful attack; it gave the wargodeans a fresh understanding of lifebound beasts. The gap was wide enough for all of the dragon beastmasters to charge right in.
"Kill!"
In the Imperial Tomb Army, the dragons’ abilities were the strongest. Unlike the wargodeans, who possessed predominantly metal and gold abilities, the dragons of the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect were all-encompassing. It was the first time the top sect of the Myriad Solar Sects was involved in a confrontation of this magnitude on this battlefield. At that moment, the Imperial Tomb Army’s many advantages had been brought into full play.
"Follow the Imperialdragon Princeps!"
"Kill these running dogs! Kill these bastards!"
Since the dawn of man, traitors were the most reviled. The Fushens and Imperial Tomb Army hated them to the core. Inspired by Tianming, their beacon of hope, the warriors’ morale was at an all-time high, a stark contrast to the wargodeans before them, who looked at a loss. It was obvious that not every wargodean was a willing party in their betrayal. From the very start, they lacked a firm resolve. No matter how much they emphasized glory, the wargodeans couldn’t face death with equanimity like the Fushens or the Imperial Tomb Army.
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