Chapter 1650: Chapter 197 Fire Sprite Ambush
The fire sprite’s body, which was hovering mid-air, twisted slightly, and with a tremendous explosive sound, it vanished amidst a glow of red light. An undead fire sprite was eliminated under Ah Dai’s powerful might.
Ah Dai soared into the sky with the Sumeru Sword in hand, shouting, "Fire sprites, come out, let’s settle this in a battle of life and death." Perhaps intimidated by Ah Dai’s formidable presence, there was no sound in the entire basin, and no fire sprite appeared; everything was so quiet. Ah Dai frowned slightly, expanding his spiritual sense to the limit, searching for the whereabouts of the fire sprites.
The Pope commanded everyone to maintain formation while searching deeper into the valley, yet the fire sprites became elusive, disappearing like a fleeting shadow. At this moment, a voice echoed in Ah Dai’s ear, "Not good, Ah Dai, quickly return, the fire sprites might be attacking your base." Ah Dai’s entire body shook; it was Qian Qian’s voice. Hearing her words, Ah Dai’s heart sank into the valley, shouting in a panicked voice, "Not good, Grandpa, let’s go quickly, the fire sprites might be attacking the base." More than half of the Allied Forces’ experts were gathered here; at the base, apart from Feng Wen and the leaders of various tribes, there were only soldiers, sacred knights, and the religious priests. Although numerous, they could not pose a threat to the fire sprites at all.
The Pope’s face changed dramatically, he asked, "How do you know?"
Ah Dai said urgently, "There’s no time to explain to you. I’ll go back first, you all hurry up. With the Dragon’s Blood as the lead, open, the gates of time and space." A blue light shone, and the silhouettes of Xiao Bone and Sheng Xie appeared before everyone. After a few days of rest, they had fully recovered. "Xiao Bone, Xiao Xie, carry as many people as you can and return to the Rotten Dragon’s territory immediately." With that, he unleashed his speed to the limit, transforming into a streak of golden light along with the Sumeru Sword, swiftly flying back the way he came.
Rotten Dragon Territory, temporary base of the Allied Forces.
After everyone left, the cautious Feng Wen immediately commanded the soldiers under him to begin fortifying the base’s defenses. However, the hard geological conditions of the Death Mountain Range made it difficult for them to excavate rocks, so they could only adjust their formations to make the defense more stringent. Olivia accompanied Di Ya in inspecting the warriors of the Yajin Tribe. Since Ah Dai and Xuan Yue played matchmaker for the two, Olivia was very proactive, frequently seeking out Di Ya. Their relationship was now quite complex; Di Ya had some concerns, and although she also had feelings for Olivia, she didn’t dare to easily accept him; they were now just ordinary friends.
Looking at the soldiers clad in heavy armor, full of fighting spirit, Olivia said, "Di Ya, your Yajin tribe’s warriors are equipped no less than Marshal Feng Wen’s Holy Light Legion!"
Di Ya smiled slightly and said, "After all, our Yajin Tribe’s main industries are mining and smelting. We produce a lot of weapons and armor, so of course, we equip our own troops with the best."
Olivia said, "It’s a shame I’m not a samurai, otherwise I would definitely ask you to tailor a suit of armor for me. Di Ya, you look so beautiful in armor!" Indeed, today Di Ya wore a set of dark golden armor, exquisitely crafted, embedded with triple magic defense, extremely precious, with a market value exceeding ten thousand diamond coins. Complemented by the armor, Di Ya’s originally beautiful face became even more heroic, and Olivia’s gaze never left her face.
Di Ya smiled brightly and said, "Oh, you, don’t be greedy. There aren’t many magicians like you on the continent. I don’t know how many samurai envy you."
Looking at the smile like blossoming spring flowers, Olivia was completely mesmerized and almost uncontrollably said, "Di Ya, actually, I..." Just at that moment, a sudden change occurred. Not far in front of them, the solid ground suddenly emitted an intense heat, a roaring sound blared, and countless rocks shot out in all directions. Without any preparation, they were both startled; Di Ya grabbed him, and the Clear Wind and Bright Moon battle energy learned from her teacher Yun Ying abruptly exploded, taking Olivia to soar ten meters away, while simultaneously forming a barrier of battle energy behind them to block the pursuing fragments. The sound of clinking constantly rang out, and many Yajin Tribe warriors were struck by these rocks. However, their armor was indeed sturdy, only a few suffered minor injuries. A black figure, three meters tall, appeared amongst the crowd. A red light suddenly flared up, sweeping towards the surrounding heavy armored soldiers. Unable to react in time, the ten-foot-long red light struck down on dozens of them. As the red glow receded, those soldiers touched by it slowly fell to the ground, wisps of green smoke rising from their heavy armor, the scorched smell making one nauseous.
Olivia, still stunned, looked at the towering creature before him and recalled Ah Dai’s previous description, involuntarily exclaiming, "This is an undead fire sprite."
A cold glint flashed in Di Ya’s eyes as she drew out her longsword, focusing intently on the evil creature before her. Olivia retrieved the Staff of Wind God, continuously chanting spells. The undead fire sprite, having just appeared, was somewhat disoriented by the surroundings. It roared angrily, swinging its fire whip again to attack the soldiers around. At this point, in the entire Allied Forces camp, fire sprites began to appear one after another. Their gigantic fire whips wreaked havoc on the Allied Forces. The sacred knights could barely resist them with their Holy Light Series Equipment, but the ordinary soldiers of various tribes had no way to deal with the fire sprites. No one could even reach them, and even throwing spears couldn’t penetrate their thick armor. In a matter of minutes with over a hundred fire sprites appearing, thousands of Allied soldiers had already died at their hands, with smoking armor scattered everywhere.
