Under the impact of the werewolf and spider demon coalition forces, the outer defense line was already crumbling. With the fierce fighting and cover of night, countless small poisonous spiders caused great casualties to the mercenaries. The first line of defense was riddled with holes in the blink of an eye.

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Another row of flares was shot over the defense line. The light filled with the force of dawn was like a natural enemy to the tiny spiders. Green smoke immediately appeared from the little spiders. They squeaked and were soon burned in the light.

Until the limbs are curled up.

Thousands of little spiders were roasted to death, and the mercenaries on the front line finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Retreat! Retreat to the second line of defense!" the officers shouted at the top of their lungs.

The surviving mercenaries took advantage of the short period of time the flares lasted and fled to the second line of defense as quickly as possible. The dark warriors were aroused by the smell of blood and burnt, and those tough ones ignored the blurred vision and roared in pursuit.

The originally silent second line of defense suddenly lit up with pieces of Force light, and Force bombs roared towards the dark warriors who were rushing forward. The heavy artillery roared again, and rain of shells fell from the sky, hitting the original first line of defense.

Within the defense line.

This time, most of the strong men of the dark race had no time to intercept, and watched helplessly as the shells landed, exploded, and the flames and shock waves swallowed up the dark warriors in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The firepower of the heavy artillery was cruel and effective, even killing some mercenaries who had no time to escape the bombardment range on the first line of defense. Naturally, those dark warriors at the forefront could not escape the gunfire and were drowned by the explosion.

The surviving mercenaries on the first line took this opportunity to successfully retreat to the second line of defense. After a brief blank period, the tide of dark warriors roared towards the second line of defense.

This time, bullets were not only shot from the trenches, but also from the wreckage of some buildings on both sides and behind the defense line. Not only was the defenders' firepower intensive, but many cross-fire nets were formed, which suddenly greatly increased the casualties of the dark warriors.

The werewolf Marquis who was watching the battle from a distance narrowed his eyes slightly, while Hunting Mane couldn't help but jump up and shouted: "Why are there so many people!"

Judging from the firepower alone, the number of troops deployed on the second line of defense was actually twice that of the first line of defense! This deployment of troops was simply contrary to common sense, but the effect was excellent, causing a severe blow to the dark race troops who thought they were in sight of victory.

Some sacrifices are simply the result of unpredictability.

The Werewolf Marquis said slowly: "It seems that there are not only three or four thousand people in the city. I'm afraid this time, Mr. Platt will have to hit a hard wall."

"How could they transport so many people?"

The Werewolf Marquis did not answer, his eyes fell on the tall spider demon in the center of the dark army formation.

Under the fierce firepower of the second line of defense, its huge body also seemed to have difficulty moving forward.

At this moment, on a floating battleship in the rear, the Spider Demon Deputy Duke Pratt, who was dressed in a dark blue uniform, had just finished listening to his subordinates' report and said displeasedly: "How is that possible? The human race only has a few people, and there are only a few people in the human race."

How could there be ten thousand people landing behind us! Are you trash like you all blind?"

The Viscount of the Spider Demon was hesitant to speak and did not dare to say more.

Platt snorted, strode to the deck, stood on the bow of the ship, and looked forward. With all his eyesight, he could vaguely see the battlefield.

With the Hall of Valor around, his ship wouldn't dare to show up rashly. Even the Archduke-class cockpits were killed by the Hall of Valor on two ships in a row. His deputy-duke's ship, wouldn't that mean death?

So Pratt now switched to a high-speed destroyer as his base ship. This battleship did not dare to enter the battle zone from a low altitude and could only watch from a distance.

Pratt stood on the bow of the ship and observed it for a while. The intensity of the battle at the second line of defense really surprised him.

After a moment, he looked solemn and said: "There can't be so many people in the human race. They should put their main force on the second line of defense to mislead us. Humph, how could I, Pratt, fall for him?

When ordered, continue to strengthen the attack!"

"Sir, the casualties of the frontline troops seem to be a bit high."

"Idiot! Cannon fodder is worthless, so you can just grab as much as you want on those lower continents? If the White City cannot be taken down within half a day, the main force of Duke Romel will arrive. I don't want to take it.

Give the credit to that old vampire!"

The werewolf Viscount said: "Yes, sir! I will go and deliver the order right away!"

Soon after the werewolf Viscount left, the frontline offensive was significantly strengthened. Seeing more and more firelight on the human defense line, Pratt nodded with satisfaction.

In the center of the dark battle formation, the extremely tall spider demon finally approached the human defense line. He stepped out of the fire and smoke, with extremely thick steel armor hanging all over his body. Bullets rained along the way, only the steel armor

There were craters of varying sizes left on the body, and there were some insignificant minor injuries in areas not covered by the steel armor.

The spider demon holds a three-barreled rotating force gun in his right hand. Each muzzle is thick enough to fit into a fist. This force gun, which weighs one ton, is as light as a child's toy in his hand.

Wherever the rotating muzzle was pointed, there would be a violent explosion. The nearby human warriors were blown up, and the corpses at the center of the explosion were gone. All other obstacles were flattened in the field of vision.

The spider demon is holding a machete shaped like a door panel in his left hand. The square and wide blade is like a guillotine, which is enough to cut the chariot in half.

"Concentrate your firepower and kill that big guy!" A mercenary general shouted hysterically, raising a hand cannon and a ball of red light spraying out from the muzzle.

The cannonball hit right between the chest and abdomen of the spider demon, blooming into a huge fireball. However, after the fire, only the exposed skin of the spider demon was scorched, and its combat power was not affected at all.

After this blow, its ferocity was unleashed. It jumped dozens of meters and landed in front of the mercenary general. The huge square-edged guillotine chopped off his head!

The mercenary general looked desperate and could only raise his hand cannon to resist. Naturally, the resistance was in vain, as the square-edged giant guillotine cut him in half with the cannon and his men.

This mercenary general was the commander of the second line of defense. After he died in the battle, the spider demon became even more ferocious. He beat his chest hard and roared with a roar that overwhelmed the roar of the heavy artillery: "I am Count Med of the Garter.

Ross, who dares to fight me!?"

His roar echoed on the battlefield, with varying degrees of fear and despair written on the faces of all the mercenaries. The dark warriors, on the other hand, were morale-boosted and fought bravely.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in Medeiros' field of vision, a figure that did not look very tall and somewhat thin. At first glance, it seemed that this figure was the vampire he always hated the most.

How come there are vampires appearing in the human race's defense line?

Mederos's brain, which was burning with fighting spirit, was a little slow to react. He was just about to think about this problem when he suddenly realized that the figure had arrived in front of him for some reason!

Seeing the heavy sword that fell on his head, Mederos raised his huge square-edged guillotine and faced it without thinking. But he didn't expect that the guy opposite him, who didn't look as thick as his spider legs, would dare to confront him head-on!

The heavy sword and the huge square-edged guillotine struck together. Dongyue's huge weight instantly changed Medeiros's face. However, he had no room to dodge and could only watch Dongyue slash from the center of his eyebrows to the belly of the spider.

Mederos' huge spider body froze for a moment, and then he collapsed to the ground. Until he was about to die, he couldn't understand why this thin guy could have enough strength to overwhelm him.

Qianye was like a piece of fallen catkins, falling lightly on the body of Mederos. Even if Count Nerubian fell, his body was like a hill. Qianye stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire battlefield.

The battle has reached its most intense moment, and the second line of defense has been broken through in many places under the impact of the dark tide. The smoke and blood have long aroused the ferocity in the bones of every dark warrior, and they instinctively pounce on everyone in sight.

goal.

Qianye, standing on Medeiros' corpse, was so eye-catching at this moment.

Almost at the same moment, all the dark warriors rushed towards Qianye, like waves of darkness, surging forward.

Qianye held his sword motionless, but the dark warrior at the front seemed to have hit an invisible wall and could not move forward. The warrior at the rear did not know why, and continued to pounce forward, and immediately bumped into the person in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the dark warriors crowded around Qianye, and even more fiercely and impatiently jumped up, stepping on the heads and shoulders of their companions and rushing towards Qianye.

When Qianye saw that the dark warriors around him had almost gathered, he sneered slightly and closed the force barrier. The dark warriors suddenly lost their center of gravity, rushed forward, and fell in front of Mederos's body one after another.

Qianye took a deep breath, held Dongyue in both hands, and struck six swords in all directions in an instant!

Dong Yue was as light as nothing and slashed down silently, but at the direction of the sword, a large group of dark warriors stiffened instantly, and then fell to the ground, with blood pouring out from under their bodies, but no one knew where the injury was.

In an instant, the area around Qianye was almost completely dead, with only a few dark warriors still standing.

There was silence on the dark race flagship in the distance. There was only a soft popping sound, and the glass in Pratt's hand was crushed to pieces. This was his favorite wine glass. At this moment, he was not aware that it was broken.

Standing in the middle of hundreds of corpses and more than a dozen surviving dark warriors, Qianye felt a little regretful. This move of Ding Bafang was a sword move he had honed in the past. It was extremely powerful and best suited for group battles.

However, precisely because it is so powerful, it is also extremely difficult to control. Even with Qianye's current martial arts attainments and Force cultivation, he can only strike six swords. He is still far away from the highest state of being able to strike eight swords in a row and sweep across the world.

Not even close.

However, even if there is a small blind spot, no dark warrior can block a blow. As long as he is affected by the sword energy, he will die on the spot. Only the dozen lucky ones who happened to stand in the open space are still alive.

Qianye's eyes fell on the dozen dark warriors and he snorted. Although the sound was soft, it was like thunder in their ears. They turned around and ran away in shock. In the face of absolute power, their instinctive ferocity also

Being subdued.

The defeat spread from point to point, and the dark warriors receded like a tide, and the attack was resolved.

When Qianye saw it, he turned back and disappeared among the buildings.
Chapter completed!