Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 43 Single-handedly supporting the entire group [Please check in and urge for more updates]

At the same time, booming sounds could be heard intermittently from the direction of the city gate tower.

You can clearly see large cannon muzzles protruding from the wall connecting the city gate tower and the city wall.

Dense magical light continuously condensed, then burst forth into huge orbs of light.

This is a magic cannon.

A powerful defensive weapon whose every strike is comparable to the attack of a sixth-tier light-elemental archmage.

The entire Exorcism Pass was equipped with over a hundred of these heavy cannons.

In an instant, hundreds of cannons roared down on the demon army like a meteor shower, as if the sky was being obscured by their light.

Feng Yao strongly felt that even he would have a hard time resisting the power of this combination of hundreds of spells.

Unless it's a super beast armed force.

On the city wall, the Holy Spirit, dressed in military attire, stood in the center, his gaze chilling.

Commands were issued one after another, and the entire Exorcism Pass was like a sophisticated machine operating at high speed.

They made a series of arrangements in response to the relentless attacks of the demon army.

A total of 1,100 mages were divided into ten groups and took turns casting spells under Lan Yanyu's command.

After releasing the magic, immediately go to the back to accumulate magic power.

There are also twenty guardian knights here, releasing spirit-gathering halos exactly like Long Haochen's to assist them.

With the heavy firepower of these mages and magical cannons, the attacking demons suffered heavy losses.

Alongside the elite warriors, a force of three thousand elite assassins also appeared at Exorcism Pass.

After descending the city wall, Feng Yao and the others returned to their original camp.

"Kid, you really made a name for yourself today, single-handedly going down the city wall to kill a seventh-tier demon!" Zhang Hairong exclaimed.

He originally thought that these young demon hunters were only at his level, no matter how strong they were, but he didn't expect that there was actually a high-level professional among them.

Although they did not follow his instructions, his commands were unsuitable for the opponent in that situation.

Despite what Battalion Commander Zhang said, Feng Yao still sincerely apologized.

"Sorry, I just had an itch to do it."

"It's alright." Zhang Hairong waved his hand. "You guys go back and rest. Who knows how long the battle will last..."

"Okay." Feng Yao nodded.

……

Back at the barracks, Long Haochen and three others were already waiting for him.

"Commander, how is it?" Long Haochen looked at Feng Yao with concern.

Although the commander won a great victory this time, he did not follow orders to attack.

I wonder what the battalion commander will do...

Feng Yao slowly put away the White Tiger Armored Helmet, revealing a cold and stern face. "Battalion Commander Zhang didn't hold it against us and let us rest."

His crimson eyes swept over the blood-stained equipment of the group. "Let's clean up first, and then we'll distribute the merits equally later."

Distribute the credit equally!

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions immediately changed.

Long Haochen and Wang Yuanyuan were somewhat surprised, while Han Yu and Lin Xin looked shocked and grateful.

Chen Ying'er couldn't wait to shout, "Long live the commander!"

Although they had all killed demons before, only Feng Yao, Long Haochen, Sheng Cai'er, and Wang Yuanyuan had killed more.

Everyone else is doing other things, or they're just too inefficient.

"This isn't right, Commander..."

Long Haochen and the others felt a little embarrassed.

If it were before Feng Yao killed the seventh-tier demon, they wouldn't care about dividing the merit equally, since the difference wouldn't be too great.

But now that they've killed a seventh-tier cultivator, that's at least several thousand merit points, so they'll definitely try to gain an advantage.

"There are no individuals on the battlefield. My merits belong to you all; they are merely seventh-tier demon clan merits," Feng Yao said calmly.

He paused, his crimson eyes sweeping over the hesitant expressions on everyone's faces. "Don't forget, we are the Demon Hunters."

Wang Yuanyuan was the first to agree, "Ayao, I'll listen to you."

Long Haochen hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Seeing this, the others couldn't very well refuse.

"The merits will be divided equally. If you need anything but don't have enough merits, just ask me," Feng Yao continued.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he added, "Don't feel embarrassed. I am at the peak of the sixth rank. If you don't hurry up and improve your cultivation, you will be a burden for a long time."

"Of course, that includes you, Han Yu!"

“I’ve heard about what happened to you, but that doesn’t mean you should look down on yourself.” “Understood!” the six said in unison, with Han Yu’s voice slightly choked up.

It wasn't that he had any issues with Long Haochen, but rather that he hadn't expected Feng Yao to know him.

"Alright, go and rest." Feng Yao waved his hand, then removed his armor, revealing brand-new clothes.

Subsequently, Long Haochen, Wang Yuanyuan, and the others who had charged in head-on finished their cleanup.

The group then handed over their merits to Feng Yao.

Wang Yuanyuan took out the merit crystal, which showed [32].

Then there's Long Haochen, whose number is [54], which includes the merits of the demons killed by Haoyue.

Next was Saint Cai'er. Because the Twin-Blade Demon couldn't even get close to the city wall, her merit crystal only had a paltry [30].

Chen Ying'er also only had 10 merit points. She was unlucky this time and summoned a clumsy level 4 Earth.

As for Lin Xin and Han Yu, the former cannot use attack magic, resulting in a merit value of [0], while the latter has only [10] points because he has been assisting his companions.

Feng Yao had anticipated this, and immediately marked out his 3000 merit points.

He single-handedly distributed over four hundred merits to the entire regiment.

After distributing the gifts, Feng Yao instructed everyone to enter meditation and cultivate.

However, not long after entering meditation, someone started knocking on the door from outside.

"Is Long Haochen here? The military orders you to report for duty immediately."

A loud voice rang out, startling everyone who had just entered a meditative state.

Feng Yao was also very surprised by this.

Long Haochen frowned slightly, jumped off the bed, and turned his gaze to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao shook his head slightly, then stepped forward and opened the door.

A soldier in full chainmail armor stood at the door.

The soldier in uniform was slightly taken aback when he saw the young man in front of him, especially since Long Haochen's handsome appearance was quite stunning.

He saluted Long Haochen and said, "Please come with me. The military has ordered you to report for duty immediately."

"Okay." Although Long Haochen didn't know what it was about, he still returned the salute.

"I'll go with you."

Cai'er had arrived beside Long Haochen without anyone noticing.

Long Haochen shook his head slightly.

Saint Cai'er frowned slightly until she could no longer hear Long Haochen's footsteps.

"I'll go." Feng Yao thought for a moment and then followed.

Led by the soldier, Long Haochen once again climbed to the top of the city wall, where the intense atmosphere of death mixed with the stench of blood was even stronger.

The soldier did not take him to the front line on the city wall. After climbing the wall, he crawled through a doorway about three meters high from the back and went up the steps.

They went up to the second floor of the city gate tower.

"Is this where the main force is located? What do you need Haochen to do here?" Feng Yao asked, somewhat surprised.

Even without entering, he could clearly feel the massive magical elements pulsating wildly.

These magical elements possess various attributes, but all of them are inherently violent.

“I’ll go with you.” Feng Yao slowly stepped forward.

"Well... alright." The soldier hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Upon entering the city gate tower, one finds, as expected, the main force of the city wall's offensive troops inside.

They consist of thousands of mages, as well as a large number of priests and guardian knights.

The soldiers led Feng Yao and Long Haochen to the center in front of the city gate.

Feng Yao immediately spotted the Holy Spirit Heart standing there, issuing a series of commands.

Holy Spirit's expression was solemn, his eyes flashing with cold light, revealing the killing intent of a seventh-tier king.

Beside him were at least dozens of generals, each emanating a formidable aura, all of them sixth-tier experts.

"Report. Long Haochen brought it."

The soldier who led Long Haochen here practically roared out those few simple words.

The roar here was so loud that even he himself could hardly hear his own voice otherwise.

Holy Spirit glanced at Long Haochen with a slight sidelong glance and pointed to the person next to him.

But his orders never stopped.

"Have the Sky Knights retreat and regroup. Summoners, summon flying monsters to hold them off for a while."

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(End of this chapter)