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Chapter 121 Desperate Air Raid!
夜晚
Ye Mingqiu lay in the room prepared for him by the old beast king, reminiscing about the day's battle, constantly reviewing and improving his methods, and optimizing his own strategies.

But as he pondered, he began to analyze the old beast king's strength. Without a doubt, the old beast king's strength was overwhelmingly powerful, with no weaknesses in basic attributes, attribute amplification multipliers, or combat skills.

Aside from special overlords like the remnants of ancient gods, the old beast king was arguably the strongest overlord Ye Mingqiu had ever encountered. Within his level, his strength had reached its peak, and he had killed twenty or thirty overlords of the same level.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the old beast king, who has been cultivating for decades, is invincible in this world.

But
Is it really that simple?

The reason the other three continents launched their attacks on the Beast God Continent ahead of schedule was that they knew that once the orcs on the Beast God Continent reached a certain size and number, they would wage war against other continents.

Moreover, they even launched a war decades ago in an attempt to annihilate the orcs, but were ultimately defeated by the old orc king.

Therefore, under these circumstances, they will most likely learn from past lessons and be wary of the orcs' tendency to grow stronger through war. The form of their warfare should also change; it shouldn't be a simple attack.
"boom!!"

Just as Ye Mingqiu was pondering, the deathly silent night sky was torn apart by a deafening explosion.

No warning!

Immediately following were the second and third explosions. The continuous explosions were like thunderclaps overhead, causing the entire tribe's land to tremble violently, and rubble to fall from the mountain ridge.

"Enemy attack!!"

With a roar, the shrill, distorted sound of orc horns pierced the night sky, but was immediately drowned out by an even more violent explosion.

So fast? !

Ye Mingqiu instantly stood up, took out the Blood Spear from his storage space at top speed, smashed open the stone door, and looked around for traces of the enemy.

But the scene before him sent a suffocating chill through him, a man who had been through countless battles.

The pitch-black night sky was illuminated by countless burning fireballs, exploding flashes, and various eerie lights, making it resemble a hell in broad daylight.

Dozens of incredibly large metal motorboats hovered high in the air, their streamlined, massive bodies topped with menacing bomb bays, from which strings of black, barrel-shaped objects were being dumped like eggs.

Those barrel-shaped objects would burst into a firestorm dozens of times more powerful than orcish explosives the moment they hit the ground. What was even more despairing was that each motorboat was surrounded by a huge magical barrier that flowed with runic light. When the orcs' crude arrows and stones hit it, they could only create weak ripples before falling to the ground.

On the deck of the speedboat, figures dressed in white robes could be vaguely seen casting spells to maintain a barrier.

Moreover, several colossal frost dragons with wingspans that blotted out the sky weaved through the clouds, each swooping down and spewing forth a waterfall of frigid dragon breath imbued with deathly energy.

Wherever the dragon's breath passed, the ground instantly froze into a pale white ice field. Orc warriors who had no time to dodge were instantly turned into ice sculptures along with their weapons and armor, and then shattered into countless ice crystals in the shockwave of the subsequent explosion. The biting cold spread out, forming an eerie symphony of death with the high temperature of the flames.

Griffin Riders, Chimeras, Thunderbirds, and a variety of other aerial ranged units unleash a barrage of attacks, turning the Horde into a terrifying hell.

"Bastard!"

Ye Mingqiu cursed angrily.

When he saw this scene, he already understood the enemy's strategy.

Orcs can indeed become stronger in battle, but only if they are in battle, not under unilateral air-to-ground attacks like they are now. Orcs that survive under such circumstances cannot become stronger through war.

This is outright massacre!

Naked slaughter!
The tribe's camp was transformed into a hellish arena of fire and ice, sturdy stone houses collapsing in the explosions, and burning animal-hide tents resembling giant torches. Ordinary orc warriors appeared so small and powerless in the face of attacks from above.

"Meteor Arrow!"

Ye Mingqiu raised the Blood Spear, and together with the spear, he cast a spell. Countless crimson fireballs formed in an instant, transforming into stray arrows that shot towards the enemy-filled sky, striking the griffin knights and chimeras, exploding into a blazing firestorm.

Unfortunately, while his magic could threaten a small number of enemies, it was ineffective in quickly eliminating a large number of them.

He's not a real mage at all!

We can't handle so many air force units!
As for the Blood Energy Sniper Cannon, although its single-shot damage is high enough, it cannot fire multiple times in succession. When facing such a large number of enemies, it is better to use spells directly.

"Brothers, aim at the griffins! Catapults! Smash them!" The centurion roared, his eyes bloodshot, his voice shaking the hearts of the silent orcs.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of thick stone projectiles roared into the sky, but unfortunately, most of them were exhausted and fell before they even hit the magic barrier. The enemy was too high up, and their catapults couldn't reach them at all.

A few stone projectiles touched the magical barrier, but having already lost a lot of kinetic energy from taking off, they only caused a ripple in the barrier before falling back down.

Even more terrifying, the intelligent frost dragons will use their breath on the stones, blowing the frozen stones back to the ground, where they will crash and splash, causing widespread ricochet damage and allowing the shards of ice to pierce through the orcs' bodies.

Undefeated in a Hundred Battles

A powerful self-healing aura enveloped every orc on the battlefield, rapidly repairing and healing their injuries and providing them with some comfort.

They can still fight! They can still fight!

"Javelin throwers! Fire a volley! Shoot down those winged bastards!"

The [King-level] troll orc hero roared and hurled an ancient spear into the sky, prompting many of his fellow trolls to launch a fierce attack, hurling a dense rain of javelins at the gryphon riders that were flying low overhead.

"boom!!"

The troll hero's javelin finally managed to pierce the magical barrier, striking the fuel tank of the speedboat and instantly triggering a violent explosion, which in turn detonated the explosive barrels inside the fuel tank.

The magical barrier that had been protecting the speedboat instantly transformed into a prison of hell, completely enveloping the exploded speedboat, from which screams of agony could be heard intermittently.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Immediately afterwards, several griffins were also hit by the rain of javelins, letting out shrill cries, and the knights on their backs tumbled and fell.

Unfortunately, most of the javelins were dodged or blocked by the gryphon riders with their weapons. They drew their magical arrows and fired a rain of arrows from above, which rained down on the troll orcs who were throwing javelins.

A troll looked up at the endless rain of arrows, his weapon fell to the ground, and he knelt down, feeling a despair that penetrated to his very bones. The firelight illuminated the troll warriors' twisted, angry, yet helpless faces.

Just at this moment of despair, a furious roar rang out.

"Don't even think about succeeding!!!"

Ye Mingqiu's eyes widened in fury, his massive body expanding as he ran. He grew and roared, his four-meter-tall frame rapidly increasing to ten meters, like a giant born from despair. He charged before the troll warriors, his chest billowing out to blot out the sky, enveloping them in shadow. He met the barrage of arrows head-on, directly confronting the griffon riders' attacks.

"Bloodthirsty Tyrant!"

"Bloodthirsty Tyrant!"

The troll orcs roared in fury, picking up their weapons again and their hope for battle. With such a reliable beast king standing in front of them, what reason did they have not to fight to the last moment?
"Roar!!"

"kill!!"

After a round of attacks, the troll orcs broke free from Ye Mingqiu's protection, roaring once again as they swung their javelins at the enemies in the sky with all their might.

On the other side, the orcs wielding melee weapons could only roar and curse, futilely swinging their weapons into the sky. Then they were mercilessly devoured, frozen, corroded, and pierced by the flames, frost, acid, or arrows falling from the heavens.

The camp was filled with the screams of the wounded, the groans of the dying, the roar of collapsing buildings, the crackling of burning flames, and the crackling of freezing frost.
"Where is the old Beast King? Where is he?"

Ye Mingqiu roared as he asked.

Compared to him, the old beast king could make far more contributions on the battlefield. He was a powerful overlord at the peak of his power and would surely play a significant role on the battlefield.

"The old beast king has been controlled! It seems the other side used some kind of control magic! But it shouldn't last long!" an orc shouted in response.

"Tch! Just as I expected!"

Ye Mingqiu gritted his teeth, not at all surprised. Since the other party had chosen to launch a surprise attack on the old beast king's tribe, they would definitely try to limit the old beast king's combat power.

In such a crucial battle, the opponent's spells must be top-tier, capable of controlling the overlord-level powerhouse for an extended period.

The old beast king was able to break through the control of magic in a short time because he was strong enough that even the strongest people of the three continents could not control him. So far, Ye Mingqiu has not encountered any overlords of the three continents.

Presumably, the other party is not being merciful, but rather is using all their overlords to restrict the old beast king.

Old Beast King. Old Beast King. Old Beast King.
Not targeting me?

Are you looking down on me?!
"You bastards!!"

Ye Mingqiu roared thunderously, took a step back, and assumed a throwing stance, the spearhead glowing with crimson light.

He seized the opportunity, mustered his muscles, and hurled the blood spear at the chimera that was diving down and spraying venom.

"call out!!"

The blood spear tore through the air, unleashing a sharp sonic boom as it flew beyond the speed of sound, transforming into a streak of crimson lightning that pierced through the shadows and soared into the sky.

"Roar!!"

The chimera roared furiously as its body was pierced through. As a level 4 [King-level] peak war behemoth, it was completely unable to withstand the violent penetration of the blood spear. It could even feel the blood spear frantically devouring its flesh and blood, tearing apart its organs, and shattering its heart.

A large amount of blood gushed out, turning into a spray of blood in mid-air. The chimera fell helplessly, its eyes gradually losing their luster.

The Blood Spear once again streaked across the night sky, leaving a crimson afterimage, and flew back into Ye Mingqiu's hand.

"Roar!!"

The frost dragon swooped down again, spewing terrifying icy breath as it launched a horrific attack on Ye Mingqiu, who was ten meters tall.

Ye Mingqiu showed no fear. He stared wide-eyed at the frost dragon charging towards him, his warrior blood boiling. He lowered his body slightly, assuming a charging stance, and activated his skill at the same time.

[A furious pursuit]

The frost dragon, carrying an unparalleled frost storm, rushed towards the earth. The endless icy aura instantly froze Ye Mingqiu's body, but it could not control him, constantly issuing one [Abnormal Status Resistance Through Immunity] judgment after another.

Compared to the Ancient Gods, the Frost Wyrm's control abilities are far too weak!
"Roar!!"

A roar came from the frost. The frost dragon, which was pouncing, felt tremendous resistance. Its incredibly thick giant hand actually resisted the impact of the frost, grabbed its neck, and slammed it hard to the ground. The sound of the earth collapsing was deafening, and the earth cracked with a fine web of fissures.

The ancient dragon roared as it fought back fiercely. As a level 5 [King-level] war creature, it possessed incredibly powerful vitality, and its constantly beating dark heart provided it with inexhaustible strength.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant's giant fists relentlessly pounded against its body, causing the Frost Dragon immense pain, as if its skeleton were about to shatter at any moment.

The frost dragon struggled to take off, flapping its wings and soaring back into the sky, while Ye Mingqiu, who had transformed into a tyrant, finally revealed an excited smile.

Since the start of the war, he has never used [War Roar] or [Killing Intent Wave]. These two crowd control abilities are very strong, but if the distance is too far, the control effect will be greatly reduced.

If sufficient results are not achieved, the enemy will become wary and continue to maintain a safe distance, thus making it easier to kill the orcs.

And now, his opportunity has arrived!

Once the Frost Dragon lifts him into the air, he can unleash even more powerful War Roar and Killing Intent Waves, dealing a more devastating blow to the enemy. With a bit of luck, he might even be able to end the attack directly.

Fly! Fly!
Fly high, fly high!
Ye Mingqiu roared inwardly. The Frost Dragon, a level 5 [King-level] war behemoth, did not disappoint him. Although it was extremely difficult to take off carrying a terrifying ten-meter-tall giant, it was still a top-tier war behemoth. If it wanted to fly, it could.

The frost dragon rose shakily, while the Bloodthirsty Tyrant behind it attacked relentlessly, roaring, "Stop! Stop right now! You vile skeleton!!"

"Roar!!"

The frost dragon roared as it ascended to the heavens. The more the enemy tried to stop it, the more determined it became to do it, and to make the enemy suffer excruciating pain.

Don't you like to stand in front of other orcs? I'll take you flying into the sky, and let's see if you'll still protect those orcs who use javelins like this!
Without ranged attacks! Your orcish hordes are finished! Roar!!

Soon, the Frost Dragon flew higher and higher, but it did not approach any of its own aerial targets. As a top-tier war beast, it certainly knew how to control the situation.

As long as we can win this battle.
Even if it means sacrifice.
"Ah!"

Suddenly, the Bloodthirsty Tyrant on the dragon's back revealed an incomparably cruel and terrifying smile.

Now! This is the perfect angle!

(End of this chapter)