Longzang

Chapter 913 The Power of the Roar
Refining raw steel is just the beginning. The molten steel we have now is only the most basic steel. In the future, we can further refine the composition through various means to significantly improve its performance.

But this step is of great significance. It not only saves a lot of manpower and resources needed to transport raw materials from scrap iron to scrap steel, but also greatly increases production, directly increasing production capacity by dozens of times.

The only downside is that it's a bit useless for witchcraft.

After that deafening roar, the shamans all lost a significant portion of their magical power, and some even lost their voices. Furthermore, the roar's immense power, coupled with Wei Yuan's arbitrary alteration, caused some side effects; for instance, those responsible for the gentler, more melodious chanting began to appear more handsome to the other shamans. However, with the battle at hand, such matters were not within Wei Yuan's consideration.

The emergence of this batch of molten steel meant something that both the Molten Dragon and the other Desolate Witches fully understood. The Desolate Witches were extremely excited, while the Molten Dragon, not good at expressing himself, simply came over and patted Wei Yuan heavily on the shoulder. At the same time, a stream of ordinary fortune entered Wei Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Wei Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He had taught the Power Witch to cultivate the extremely difficult-to-achieve Taiyin Water Essence Power in this world, and the Molten Dragon hadn't shown any reaction. Now that a furnace of steel had been forged, he was overjoyed? The Molten Dragon remained outwardly calm, and if Wei Yuan hadn't received the luck, he would have almost been fooled by him.

Wei Yuan was now more confident about the luck, since the weakness of the Molten Dragon had been fully exposed. The other Desolate Witches didn't say anything, except for the one who had roared out the first batch of molten steel, who also contributed a wisp of ordinary luck.

Now that Wei Yuan possesses three strands of Desolate Witch Qi, one of which comes from the Molten Dragon, a new plan is gradually taking shape in his mind.

Wei Yuan seized the opportunity and proposed to the Molten Dragon that the Wild Witch and the entire Roaring Team be left behind, not to participate in the subsequent defensive battles, but to focus on refining weapons. In this way, the first batch of equipment could be produced in about ten days.

The Molten Dragon readily agreed, and the Wild Witch was also willing to cooperate. Wei Yuan kindly reminded it that things would get tough, and that it should prepare itself mentally.

This eccentric witch couldn't withstand provocation. She immediately declared that she had fought three hundred beautiful witches for ten days and ten nights without ever complaining of being tired!
Wei Yuan thought he was just bragging, but Tian Yu's eyes lit up, and he wished he could bow down and worship.

Twenty days later, Wei Yuan's first batch of equipment was completed. Just then, the Flame Demons launched a major offensive, so Wei Yuan gathered his Power Witches and Roaring Gang members, making a total of one hundred, and then led them into battle with thunderous roars.

This was a bitter battle. The Flame Demons deployed a large number of Imperial Realms, with five Imperial Realms at their peak tightly entangled with the Molten Dragon. Other Wild Witches had to deal with two or more Imperial Realms at the lowest level. Around the fortress and in the sky, various mental worlds fought each other, creating a chaotic and terrifying scene.

The power of the Mind World spilled out, inevitably spreading across the sky above the fortress, thus creating faint ripples. Wei Yuan already knew that these ripples possessed the ability to oscillate space; once touched, even barren steel could be instantly distorted, and no matter how strong the physical body, it would be vulnerable. This was why the Flame Demon and the Power Witch dared not take to the air.

The bloodstone used to build the fortress had only one function: to draw upon the power of the surrounding mental world and transform it into spatial oscillations, thus forming an invisible defense above the fortress.

In Wei Yuan's view, the value of this function is immeasurable, and that bloodstone is definitely a celestial stone.

However, the Flame Demons had an absolute numerical advantage. After holding back all the Wild Witches, the Power Witches were thrown out of the city one by one. At this time, the Power Witches with fourth-tier titles and perfected Dharma forms would go to their rescue, but their strength was far inferior to that of the Wild Witches. Although they could rescue the Power Witches from the encirclement, they themselves would be covered in wounds.

After several rescue attempts, the Flame Demons clearly changed their tactics. As soon as a powerful sorcerer landed, they would immediately surround the area with heavy troops, making the rescue increasingly difficult.

As yet another fourth-tier captain with perfected Dharma form jumped into the Flame Demon army, a bright, crimson blade of light suddenly appeared!
The blade flashed past Captain Liwu in an instant, slowing his movements. A line of blood appeared on his body, and his body split open along the blood line. The deepest part of the split was three feet deep, almost severing a piece of his body!
The powerful sorcerer captain was extremely fierce. He roared and activated his life-saving secret technique, instantly killing more than a dozen fire demons around him. But hundreds of fire demons swarmed forward, countless weapons piercing his body and twisting violently after being inserted.

Knowing there was no escape, Captain Li Wu roared, "Boss! Avenge me!"

His body rapidly expanded, and the surrounding fire demons all showed expressions of terror, trying to retreat. But it was too late. In the terrifying explosion, a cloud of blood rose into the sky, its dark red light covering everything within dozens of feet. Then, the blood cloud rose layer by layer, transforming into a mushroom cloud shaped like a multi-layered cap.

The blood cloud dissipated, leaving a blank space on the ground. The Power Witch Captain, along with hundreds of fire demons around him, had all vanished.

With the overall situation in mind, the Dragon Molten knew that the city could not hold out. He immediately sent a divine thought back to the fortress: Request the God of Crafts to fight!
This divine thought transformed into a thunderous sound in the air above the fortress, echoing in every corner. Then, a tornado rose from within the fortress, and the chorus of arias roared in the wind: "We are ready!"

The earth shook violently, and a long steel dragon set off from Wei Yuan's courtyard, following the moving tornado, heading directly towards the nearest section of the city wall.

Wei Yuan led the way, pointing his spear at the dense swarm of fire demons before him, and roared, "The time has come to show our invincible might! Go forth and crush everything in your path!" Two powerful sorcerers charged forward side-by-side at the very front, now clad in full-body breastplates covering their entire upper bodies. No longer were they the shabby creatures that had only a few thin steel plates covering their vital parts; now, their entire bodies were encased in thick steel plates, leaving only their four arms exposed.

They were all wielding giant hammers, and now, relying on their steel armor, they charged ruthlessly into the horde of fire demons. With a roar, they swung their heavy hammers high and smashed them down on the densest part of the fire demons!
Countless fire demon weapons instantly joined together, forming a giant shield that blocked overhead.

The powerful witch's hammer slammed down, striking the center of the giant shield and causing the fire demon to shake violently, but ultimately it failed to break the shield.

However, at the very moment the hammer shook, a large cloud of white mist suddenly spewed out from the rear of the hammer. With a loud bang, a tremendous force appeared out of nowhere on the hammer, its power more than doubling, directly shattering the Flame Demon Shield Formation!
The outer fire demons were sent flying backwards, while the fire demons in the center were smashed into a bloody pulp! The power of this hammer blow was at the level of a fourth-tier captain's desperate strike!

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the fire demons, the numerous armored power shamans formed a mobile steel fortress. Eight of them wielded strange giant hammers that spewed white mist, while the other power shamans used large shields to push and shove the fire demons, which were ten times their size. After a full-body collision, they would thrust forward with short swords, then collide and thrust again.

And so, the Iron Mage, shouting slogans, advanced layer by layer, blood blossoming in front of them, forcefully pushing back the enemy, who outnumbered them by more than ten, and then driving them all off the city wall.

Suddenly, the hamster had a flash of inspiration, rushed to Wei Yuan's side, and roared, "I have a plan!"

As expected of Tianyu, who ranked first in comprehension in the grand exam, he was able to come up with a plan even at this moment? Wei Yuan listened to the plan quickly while supervising the battle, and surprisingly thought it was feasible.

Wei Yuan immediately ordered his squad of shamans to move closer to him, forming two strong points on either side. The two captains weren't originally under Wei Yuan's command, but given the terrifying combat power Wei Yuan's squad had just displayed, and the fact that Wei Yuan had only mobilized a dozen or so shamans, they silently obeyed, drawing shamans from other parts of the defensive line. Wei Yuan then led his team to retreat, deploying the main force on the left and right flanks, while he himself, with several shamans, covered the rear, thus forming a pocket.

As soon as the bag was opened, the Flame Demons surged in, hundreds rushing into the bag in an instant. Wei Yuan held them back, preventing them from advancing an inch. The powerful shamans on both sides of the city wall shouted and fought fiercely, cutting off the Flame Demons in the bag from the main force behind them, and in one fell swoop, they trapped hundreds of Flame Demons in the bag.

At Wei Yuan's command, the surrounding power shamans simultaneously unleashed their strongest roars at the central fire demon in an ultra-low-pitched voice. This powerful low-pitched roar was incredibly effective, instantly blasting away a large number of fire demons, leaving less than a third standing. Then, the power shamans surrounded the fire demons from three sides, ramming them with shields and stabbing them with swords, and in the blink of an eye, they felled the surviving fire demons.

As for the fallen Flame Demons, they were trampled on recklessly by the Power Witch's big feet, donkey hooves, and fleshy claws, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

After defeating the group of fire witches, Wei Yuan rearranged the formation and opened the bag again.

And so, hordes of fire demons rushed into the bag, only to be stunned and knocked down by the spray. They charged forward one after another, their courage commendable.

Later, they simply didn't tighten the bag completely, only partially sealing it. This way, the fire demons were focused on rushing into the bag and no longer attacked the power sorcerer guarding the bag's opening with all their might.

After an unknown amount of time, when the ground and pockets were covered with a thick layer of Flame Demons, the Molten Dragon suddenly unleashed a devastating attack, killing another Royal Flame Demon.

Wei Yuan watched as a wisp of red and black energy descended from the sky and landed on the Molten Dragon. This energy was very strange; it contained a small amount of luck, half karma, and the other half a jumble of other energies.

Wei Yuan suddenly remembered something: why was there no reward from heaven and earth for slaying the Flame Demon in the Desolate Realm? Not only was there no reward, but there was also a lot of karma. In general, this world reacts weakly to the deaths and injuries of powerful beings. There was a slight punishment after the Flame Demon died, but when the Power Witch died, he simply died, and heaven and earth did not react.

Thinking about it more deeply, it gets quite interesting.

At this moment, a shrill scream of retreat echoed from within the Flame Demon formation, and numerous Flame Demons retreated like a receding tide. Meanwhile, many of the unconscious Flame Demons in Wei Yuan's pocket staggered to their feet, their bodies instinctively trying to retreat. But Wei Yuan wouldn't let them have their way. With a single command, the Power Witches roared in unison, and this powerful, deep-voiced attack knocked the Flame Demons down once more.

Then Wei Yuan gave the order again, and the shamans rushed forward, took out specially made binding ropes, and tied up the fire demons one by one. These ropes were specially made by Wei Yuan, made of steel wire mixed with the ash of wild insects and bird dragons, so that even a dharma form could not break them.

Both sides suffered heavy losses in this battle, but Wei Yuan's team suffered no casualties.

(End of this chapter)