Longzang

Chapter 918 Blaze
"It will hurt a little for a while, but it will pass. If you really can't bear it, it's okay to scream." Wei Yuan held the large axe and spoke softly to the beautiful witch in front of him, his attitude gentle.

Little Witch said resolutely, "I won't scream!"

"Alright, then bear with it." Wei Yuan swung his giant axe and severed a thin, soft arm from the center of Xiao Mei Wu's back!
Little Witch's face turned deathly pale instantly, but she only let out a muffled groan.

Tianyu, who had been waiting nearby, immediately poured water infused with the power of the sacrifice onto the wound, while three other powerful shamans roared at the wound, and it began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Yuan held up the thin arm and said to the group of shamans, "Too much of a good thing is bad. Before you are strong enough, don't have too many flashy but impractical limbs. They will only take away your nutrients and require a lot of time and energy to temper. Before they mature, they will be a weakness that you can hardly defend against."

Therefore, useless branches and leaves should be pruned so that the main trunk can grow stronger! Useless organs and arms are just decorations and will only drag down your combat power.

What is beauty? Strength is beauty! The ability to fight is beauty!

Wei Yuan raised his axe and chopped off another tuft of ribbons behind the shoulder of a little witch.

There are over four thousand powerful witches in the Sharp Edge Fortress, including a few young and beautiful witches, and even more middle-aged and elderly beautiful witches.

Among the three hundred powerful witches under Wei Yuan's command, there were several beautiful young witches. Fortunately, these beautiful young witches were sent by the Molten Dragon and were the particularly passionate and easily moved type. Therefore, after Wei Yuan reshaped the aesthetics of the witch clan, they agreed to let Wei Yuan possess them.

With a few young witches taking the lead, Wei Yuan's pruning of the other witches went much more smoothly. The young witches didn't make a sound, so the others couldn't either. As a result, by the end of the morning, a pile of strange and unusual limbs had accumulated in a corner of the courtyard.

The Power Witch is a particularly adaptable breed; any deficiency, such as a brain, tools, or weapons, can be compensated for by its physical body. However, since the physical body does not perform the function of thinking, a Power Witch of the same size is more powerful than a Bright King.

Wei Yuan had all the strange and unusual parts of his warriors cut off, and after trimming them neatly, the newly forged armor could be fitted onto them. Otherwise, how could one warrior wear armor if it had extra hands on its back or tufts of fleshy tendrils under its ribs?

A deeper reason is that without properly grooming the shamans, the armor simply cannot be mass-produced.

Of the three hundred powerful sorcerers, more than half had undergone brutal pruning and lay sprawled on the ground, barely alive. Upon seeing this, Wei Yuan employed the perfect method to boost morale: he activated the altar!
A moment later, the powerful shamans forgot their injuries and roared that they wanted to fight the fire demon to the death.

However, due to his serious injuries, the many powerful witches made a fuss for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

At noon the next day, all three hundred shamans arrived, each one lively and energetic, their wounds mostly healed, and it was almost impossible to tell that they were injured.

The shamans of the Vanguard Fortress possess exceptional resilience, like spring chives that grow back after being cut. As the saying goes, "The sickle cannot cut them all down; the spring breeze brings them back to life."

The shamans felt light and strong; they had become bald and stronger.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to start his work for the day, he suddenly felt a terrifying aura rising from the far distance!

That place was originally far beyond the limits of divine sense, but the aura was too huge and too terrifying, forming a storm with a diameter of thousands of miles, which violently broke into Wei Yuan's senses.

A tremendous aura also appeared on the other side, and Nine Eyes' voice was already somewhat exasperated, booming loudly: "Damn it, only thirty years have passed, how come there's another firestorm? You'd better pray for yourselves!"

The nine eyes unfolded their true form, resembling a massive dark cloud rushing towards the distant storm.

Molten Dragon appeared beside Wei Yuan at some point, his expression unusually grave. He said, "Nine Eyes has his own opponent. If no other Heavenly Witches arrive, he will likely drag this out until the storm ends, unable to come to our aid. We never expected the once-in-two-hundred-years Flame Storm to arrive so suddenly, and we haven't made many preparations. This battle will be extremely difficult, and many witches will die. Fortunately, I still have a Wind-Swept Eel. If the battle turns against you, you can ride it and escape. You are different from us; you have no obligation to defend this place to the death."

Wei Yuan said, "You have no obligation to defend this place to the death."

A rare smile appeared on Molten Dragon's face as he pointed to the numerous power shamans in the fortress and said, "I have an obligation to them."

Wei Yuan nodded, took a small silver worm the size of a thumb from the molten dragon, and said, "I will run away if the situation becomes critical."

The Molten Dragon said, "You must escape! It turns out that we haven't found an effective way to resist the Flame Demons in the past hundreds of thousands of years. On the contrary, the Flame Demons' tactics are becoming more and more targeted at us. The Power Witch must change, and the hope for change is you. Even if the entire fortress is wiped out, as long as you can escape, we still have hope."

Wei Yuan hadn't expected Ronglong to say that. He could only sigh and say, "I'll fight first. Running away without a fight is not my style."

"Very well." The molten dragon turned and left, its figure disappearing in an instant.

The war drums thundered within the fortress, but were almost drowned out by the terrifying roar of the storm. All the power-wielding shamans were rushing towards the city walls, some even carrying large sacks of rations. Hundreds of power-wielding shamans opened the armory and did their utmost to carry the stockpiled weapons up to the city walls. In Wei Yuan's courtyard, however, all was silent, with three hundred power-wielding shamans standing there, awaiting Wei Yuan's orders.

Wei Yuan looked at the three hundred-strong shaman whose aura was obviously weak and sighed, "Why today? Why couldn't it have been a few days later?"

There is no answer.

The three hundred shamans were pruned by Wei Yuan yesterday, and their wounds haven't fully healed yet. They are still weak and haven't had time to adapt to the new combat conditions. They are currently at a low point in their fighting strength. Although they have been equipped with brand-new steel armor and giant shields, which has significantly improved their combat power, the Flamestorm is a war of attrition, and these weakened shamans simply lack the stamina.

Wei Yuan suddenly cursed angrily, "Why today of all days!"

Even if another fiery storm erupted in three days, Wei Yuan could easily escape, perhaps taking Tianyu with him. But now…

The three hundred powerful shamans awaited orders silently, their eyes clear and bright. They had long since given up on thinking, entrusting their entire fate to Wei Yuan. Apart from the hamsters, not a single shaman hesitated or showed fear, not even the few originally clever rats.

"#￥%!!" Wei Yuan cursed angrily, then began to put on his armor, saying, "Hamster, take two servants to our defense zone on the city wall. Come back and report when you see the Flame Demon appear. The rest of you shamans, lie down and sleep! I'll wake you up in a quarter of an hour!"

The shamans were puzzled, but they still obeyed and lay down. However, with a great battle imminent, how could they possibly sleep?

But then they heard a desolate roar, their heads spun, and they fell into a deep sleep. Wei Yuan walked into the group and blessed each of them with his own fortune. This fortune came from them, and now, through the Primordial Secret Technique, it was being restored to them, which should greatly increase their chances of survival.

Just then, Wei Yuan's vision blurred, and the small courtyard and the power witches in front of him disappeared. His perspective shifted to a height of thousands of feet, and his vision extended to a distance of tens of thousands of miles!
In Wei Yuan's vision, three colossal pillars of heaven appeared, each a thousand miles thick and separated by tens of thousands of miles. At this moment, one of them was visibly expanding, constantly undulating. Suddenly, one side of the pillar exploded, large pieces of its outer shell peeling off, each piece measuring tens of miles in diameter!

Like a dam collapsing, black and red columns of water suddenly erupted from where the outer shell broke off, turning into countless black dots in the air and scattering onto the earth.

Wei Yuan gasped in shock; those black dots were actually Flame Demons and Wild Insects! The sheer number…

Looking at the wave column that was hundreds of feet in diameter, Wei Yuan almost dared not even try to calculate it!
The voice of the Molten Dragon rang in Wei Yuan's mind: "This is my vision. What you are seeing now is the true form of the Blazing Storm."

Wei Yuan was shocked. The Molten Dragon's abilities were in no way inferior to those of an immortal. He didn't even know how the Molten Dragon had grafted its vision onto him. Everything before him was incredibly real. Wei Yuan could even feel the violent tremors of heaven and earth caused by the blazing storm, and the aura of the Great Dao revealed by it!

At this moment, Wei Yuan could no longer marvel at the Molten Dragon's abilities; his heart had already sunk to the bottom. The number of Flame Demons within his sight probably exceeded one hundred million. How could they possibly fight this battle?
The fire demons that had just been spewed out were still very weak; many that had been spewed high into the air fell directly to the ground and died. But Wei Yuan felt no joy whatsoever. The fire demons that had successfully landed began to kill each other and devour the corpses of the dead. The fire demons that had devoured their own kind had a noticeably stronger aura, and they then pounced on their even weaker brethren.

In this way, countless fire demons devoured each other in the vast area, and soon a group of fire demons reached the Dharma Aspect Realm.

The wild insects did not participate in the fighting, but instead dispersed in all directions. The fire demons in the midst of battle instinctively avoided these wild insects, while the fire demons who had reached the Dharma Aspect Realm jumped onto the backs of the wild insects, slowly gathering into a massive army.

One of the troops headed straight for the enemy's advantage.

Wei Yuan's vision shifted again, returning him to the fortress. But now he understood why the Molten Dragon consistently viewed the Flame Demon as its greatest threat. This fiery storm had far exceeded Wei Yuan's expectations, yet the Heavenly Pillar had only lost a dozen or so pieces of its outer shell, while its surface had revealed clear patterns due to the storm. Judging by the patterns, the Heavenly Pillar must have had at least several thousand pieces of its outer shell.

The great battle has begun.

Wei Yuan ascended the city wall. A dark red tide line had already appeared on the horizon, and in the sky, a monstrous dragon moved like a dark cloud. Behind Wei Yuan, three hundred powerful shamans stood in a line.

The surging flame demons rushed to the city walls. The flame demons in front directly blocked the city walls, while the flame demons behind stepped on the bodies of their own kind, stacking up one after another until they were as tall as the city walls in the blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan's spear had already accumulated enough spiritual power to reach its peak. Now, he held nothing back. With a roar, the spear tip flew out and pierced through the Flame Demon Formation. It pierced through the Flame Demon Formation for fifty feet in one go before exploding violently. The explosion was not large in scale but extremely powerful, instantly clearing out all the Flame Demons within a radius of ten feet!

However, there were simply too many Flame Demons, and they filled the gap in the blink of an eye.

Several figures flew out from the fortress; they were the Wild Witches led by the Molten Dragon. They would fight within the Flame Demon Formation, and the aftershocks of the battle would also clear out many Flame Demons.

Just then, a newly sent shaman suddenly turned around and fled at full speed into the distance, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)