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

Chapter 67 One Man Forms an Army, Unrivaled in Slaughter! [3k views, please check in and subscribe]

Meanwhile, behind the demon army, the leaders of the three major tribes looked extremely grim.

"Where on earth did humans come from?!"

"This man's combat prowess is unparalleled; he single-handedly held off our entire army of 50,000!"

The golden avian demon clenched its claws tightly, its dark golden pupils gleaming with disbelief.

The two-headed demonic eagle emitted a sharp screech from its left head: "What's even more terrifying is its spiritual power! After fighting continuously for so long, its silvery-white light hasn't dimmed at all, which is completely illogical!"
“Our people are just throwing their lives away if they rush in. If this continues, we won’t even be able to seize food, and we’ll lose the very foundation of our tribe!”

The right head stared intently at the merchant guild woman who was being protected by Long Haochen and the others, venom dripping from the corner of its mouth: "Damn it, the food is right in front of us, but we can't get through!"

The leader of the bloodthirsty demon tribe, his voice hoarse as a broken gong, shouted: "Retreat! We must retreat! Our tribe has already suffered losses of seven seventh-tier warriors; if we continue, we will be wiped out!"

For the first time, fear appeared in its crimson eyes. "This person's fighting style is completely unpredictable; he relies entirely on overwhelming force. Our attrition tactics are completely ineffective against him!"

The Golden Bird Demon suddenly turned its head. "Withdraw? You make it sound so easy! The clan has been without food for three days since the autumn attack failed. If we miss this opportunity, are we just going to watch our people starve to death?"

It suddenly pointed to the east side of the battlefield, "Let the main force break out from the west, and we'll wipe out those humans!"

"it is good!"

The two-headed demonic eagle and the bloodthirsty demon leader looked at Feng Yao, who resembled a god of death, with a hint of determination in their eyes.

They weren't fools. Feng Yao's current combat power was so terrifying that if they didn't make a move, the 50,000 troops of the various clans wouldn't be enough to kill him.

With a seventh-tier peak Golden Bird Demon leading the way, the two of them naturally wouldn't back down.

……

"Monster!"

"Let me go please……"

"no, do not want!"

Screams of fear, roars of anger, and pleas for mercy filled the battlefield.

When the Golden Bird Demon arrived at the front of the battlefield with the Bloodthirsty Berserker and the Two-Headed Demon Vulture, both of which were of the seventh rank.

The scene that came into view made all the demons feel cold to the touch and tremble all over.

A figure clad in silver armor, wielding a halberd stained with scalding blood, charged ahead of countless demons.

Every time he passed a group of demons, dozens or even hundreds of corpses would appear on the ground.

This place contains various demon races, including sixth-tier Great Bird Demons, sixth-tier Crimson Blood Demons, Two-Headed Demon Vultures, and Dual-Blade Demons.

In any case, Feng Yao killed everyone who came!
Blood and gore covered the ground, and the stench was so strong it assaulted the senses of everyone present.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Golden Bird Demon, the supreme commander of the 50,000-strong demon army in the area, was instantly consumed by rage and murderous intent.

"Damn humans! Die!"

"Oh?"

A bloodthirsty fighting spirit flashed in Feng Yao's eyes.

The halberd spun lightly in his palm, the blood droplets it stirred up splashing onto the corpses at his feet, making a soft, crackling sound.

"Finally, you've decided to get involved yourself?"

His voice, crackling with silvery-white battle aura, exploded and clearly reached the ears of every demon in the noisy battlefield, "You were quite leisurely watching the show from the back just now."

The golden avian demon flapped its wings suddenly, dark golden lightning burning at the edges of its feathers, and the resulting shockwave sent the surrounding low-level demons flying.

"Arrogant humans! Today I'll show you what it's like to be torn to pieces!"

Before the words were even finished, it swooped down like a golden lightning bolt, its sharp claws tearing through space with a piercing whistle as it reached for Feng Yao's head.

Almost simultaneously, the bloodthirsty demon leader transformed into a blood shadow and pounced from the left, the bone spurs on his arms growing to over ten feet in length, gleaming with a ghostly blue, poisonous light.

The two-headed demonic eagle circled high in the sky, its two heads simultaneously gathering magic power. One spewed corrosive black flames, while the other brewed an icy breath powerful enough to freeze steel, creating a deadly trap from all sides.

Instead of retreating, Feng Yao advanced, his silvery-white battle aura sweeping across his body like a tsunami. Suddenly, he planted his Demon-Slaying Halberd on the ground and used the force of the recoil to leap into the air.

The golden avian demon's claws grazed his armor, sending sparks flying. The bloodthirsty berserker's bone spikes pierced the ground where he had just stood.

Amidst the flying debris, Feng Yao had already turned around in mid-air, his battle halberd drawing a full moon-like arc.

"clang--"

The halberd collided violently with the wings of the golden bird demon, producing a deafening clang of metal striking metal.

The golden bird demon felt an immense force coming from it and was sent flying backward. Several scales on its wings shattered, and black blood spilled from the corner of its mouth.

What terrifying humans! Their strength is even greater than that of the Bear Demon Clan!
This guy must be a demon in human skin!

"Is this all you can do?"

Feng Yao steadied himself in mid-air and swept his battle halberd horizontally.

It forcefully cleaved the black flames and icy breath in two, and the venomous flames fell to the ground, instantly corroding deep pits.

The two-headed demonic eagle's right head let out a furious screech: "Join forces! His battle aura can counter elemental attacks!"

The two heads turned around at the same time, and the steel beaks pierced Feng Yao's waist like drills.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the bloodthirsty demon leader launched a surprise attack from below, his bone spikes aimed straight at Feng Yao's knee.

The three seventh-tier demons coordinated perfectly, their attacks were impenetrable, and even the air was compressed to the point of whimpering.

Feng Yao's fighting spirit intensified. He suddenly threw his halberd into the air, his hands forming claws, and his silver-white battle aura condensed into tangible claw-like rays.

He first dodged the two-headed demonic vulture's attack by sidestepping, then precisely gripped the bloodthirsty berserker's bone spike with his right claw and exerted force. With a crisp "crack," the seemingly indestructible bone spike snapped in two!
"Ah!" The bloodthirsty madman roared in pain, but Feng Yao had already used the momentum to leap up, grabbing the falling halberd with his left hand and sweeping it horizontally.

The halberd blade grazed the golden pheasant's neck, drawing a line of blood.

"You..." The Golden Bird Demon clutched its neck and backed away, fear showing in its eyes for the first time.

It then realized that the human in front of it was not a seventh-order being at all, but rather someone who already possessed the absolute strength to crush a seventh-order being.

When Feng Yao landed, his halberd carved a long trench in the ground, splashing up rubble.

"You're a monster! Why did we have to run into a monster like you!"

The bloodthirsty madman roared, and a hint of fear appeared on his otherwise ferocious face.

"All demons, attack!"

At this moment, he set aside his so-called dignity of strong versus strong, weak versus weak.

As soon as he finished speaking, the demons behind him, including the Magic Eye Sorcerer and the Great Bird Demon, who possessed ranged attack capabilities, all sprang into action.

In an instant, all sorts of demonic lights shone in the sky.

An attack composed of countless magical powers swept towards Feng Yao in an overwhelming barrage.

"This, how is this possible!"

Long Haochen and the caravan guards all covered their mouths, their gasps of surprise stuck in their throats, turning into incredulous gasps.

For ordinary professionals, the most they can do on a mission is a one-on-one fight, or at most, one person against a small team.

When faced with a large enemy force, they mostly hide in the shadows to gather intelligence or engage in small acts of harassment, rather than confronting them head-on.

Because when an overwhelming barrage of attacks comes down, no matter how skillful your movements are, you can't dodge it, and no matter how strong your defense is, you can't stop it.

That was a torrent powerful enough to crush any individual force.

But the scene before them completely overturned their understanding of "the strong".

When Feng Yao was attacked by tens of thousands of demons, the halo of his silver-white battle aura exploded like a reef in a raging sea. The demonic flames burned his armor and produced sizzling white smoke. The ice spikes hit his battle halberd and shattered into dust. He couldn't even take half a step back.

Amidst the deafening roar, each swing of the halberd carried the crisp sound of breaking bones and tearing flesh. Attacks that would have been enough to kill a fifth-tier professional seemed like mere tickles to him.

"An army formed by one person... There really is such a thing as an army formed by one person!"

The caravan's captain muttered to himself, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword trembling uncontrollably.

Those of them who have struggled on the brink of life and death for years know better than anyone the terrifying power hidden behind those four words.

Feng Yao, who was the target of concentrated fire, showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he raised his head and let out a joyful roar.

The silvery-white battle aura surged even more intensely, and the excitement leaping in his eyes was almost overflowing, as if he were not trapped in a desperate situation, but had found the most exhilarating battlefield.

With each step he took, the ground trembled, and in the path his halberd traced, swarms of demons fell like stalks of wheat swept by a whirlwind.

This is no battle; it's a hunt for the strong.

Long Haochen gripped the holy sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He once believed that an individual's power was ultimately limited.

But now, watching Feng Yao maneuvering through the enemy ranks, he realized that true power could turn a desperate situation into a stage that belonged only to him.

"This……"

This breathtaking scene left many demons stunned in place.

The Bloodthirsty Demon once again appeared, standing like a city wall directly in front of Feng Yao.

Its unparalleled muscles made it look incredibly ferocious, and its hammer-sized fist swung fiercely at the oncoming Feng Yao.

"We can't let you continue to be so arrogant!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Feng Yao's figure instantly appeared in front of him, in front of everyone and the demons.

Feng Yao's figure was so fast that only a silver-white afterimage remained. The fist that the Bloodthirsty Demon had thrown was still in mid-air, and the battle halberd reflected in his pupils had already fallen to the ground like a meteor.

"Pfft-"

The Demon-Slaying Halberd pierced through its heart and down its back, spraying a jet of blood three zhang high.

Those muscles that could withstand seventh-tier magic were as soft as rotting flesh in the face of absolute power. The sound of bones shattering mixed with the muffled thud of internal organs falling was its final lament.

With a flick of his wrist, Feng Yao flung the massive body into the air, the blood droplets on the battle halberd turning into mist by the battle qi.

He gazed at the demon ranks, now down to only two of the three commanders, his voice as cold as ice:

Those who block the way deserve to die.

"You demons have disappointed me greatly. Is this all the Supreme Commander is capable of? How utterly boring!"

"You damned human!"

The golden bird demon flapped its golden wings and soared into the sky, its dark golden feathers standing on end, each tip of which was wrapped with crackling dark purple lightning.

Its chest heaved violently, and its neck, ripped apart by blood, unleashed an even more ferocious magical power, its roar shaking the very air.
"Humans! Taste the world-destroying thunder of my Bitter Li race!"

Before the words were even finished, its wings suddenly folded and then spread open again, and thousands of lightning bolts danced wildly like silver snakes, weaving together in mid-air to form a net covering hundreds of feet.

The lightning at the very center condensed into the shape of a dragon. The dark purple thunder dragon roared and swooped down with an aura of destruction. The air in its path was scorched and distorted, and even the earth seeped out charred white smoke.

(End of this chapter)