Chapter Ninety-Five: Bloody Battle
"This is your own karma, it has nothing to do with us," a cultivator who was gazing at the boundary replied, waving his hand and killing a python without even turning around.
"What's wrong with us, you guys aren't either..."
"Alright, just take a look yourself and you'll know. Do you think the magic arrays on the city walls and the Dao patterns don't require energy? You don't even know how to fill up the magic crystals, so naturally you can't use them," another cultivator of the Indistinct Boundary Realm interrupted.
At this time, even if the newcomer's cultivation is at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, it would still be insufficient to make him feel a sense of awe.
"Where is the magic crystal?" The newcomer's face was gloomy, a insignificant ant in the realm of nothingness, dared to speak to him like that, truly not knowing life from death. However, after his facial expression changed several times, he still managed to hold back.
"Under the city," the man said gruffly.
At this time, just in time to repel another wave of monster attacks, below are countless corpses, and the people on the city wall also took advantage of this opportunity to rush down the city wall and start collecting magic crystals.
This is probably a case of "using war to feed war", Xiao Gu looked at the newcomer eating with relish, and his understanding of the old city master's cunning increased.
They say there's no stored magic crystal in the city, what a ghost message!
Under helplessness, that peak strongman who was stifling a belly full of anger returned to the northwest city wall.
Rumble!
A giant hand with a span of dozens of zhang reached down to the bottom of the city wall, and hundreds or thousands of demons were crushed under this big hand. After that, the big hand shook slightly, and the corpses of many demons turned into flying ash, leaving only various magic crystals being scooped up by the big hand.
This is a strong man in the realm of God's transformation, and even in the great war of tens of millions of cultivators, their power cannot be underestimated.
But when the big hand stretched out again, a sudden change occurred!
This time, there were as many as seven or eight cultivators at the Divine Transformation realm who made a move, but when they stretched out their hands, the entire demonic beast horde suddenly **woke up**.
Then, countless attacks came pouring in!
Blood splattered everywhere, the outstretched hand was shattered in an instant, and even the person himself suffered severe injuries.
This is a powerful person in World of Warcraft who has made a move, with at least four powerful gods falling in one attack, which can be said to have greatly damaged the morale of many practitioners.
"Three Elders. No..."
"It can't be, Elder Ascension will not be killed by these despicable magical beasts, it can't be..."
"Damn beast, it actually killed my grandfather, I'll fight you all..."
……
The fall of the strong in the digital realm has had a significant impact, and for a time, the entire northwest city wall was filled with wailing, while many demons took advantage of this opportunity to climb up the city walls.
"It's a good thing these guys can't fly, otherwise it would be even more troublesome," Xiao Gu and Li Tian Dao didn't take action, but instead were carefully observing the demon beast.
"Don't be impatient, they may not be able to fly, but when the flying magical beasts arrive later, that's when the real bloody battle will begin."
Buzz buzz buzz......
The sound of flapping wings came in waves, signaling the arrival of the flying legion.
These flying creatures mainly consisted of flying mosquitoes and some scavenging birds, the speed was not very fast, but they covered the entire sky.
"Be careful, these guys have some parasitic worms on them, don't get targeted or it'll be very painful," Li Tian said with a serious expression as he looked at the rapidly approaching flying demon beast army.
"Alright," Xiao Gu said no more and began to take action.
Bang!
The Five Elements Fist was unleashed, with great power and momentum, a terrifying force sweeping across all the magical beasts within several meters in front of him. At the same time, Li Tian Dao and others also took action, each strike causing many flying magical beasts to fall from the sky.
In fact, the combat power of these flying demon beasts is not that great. If it weren't for their numbers, they wouldn't pose a threat to many cultivators at all. Their combat power is roughly equivalent to that of a half-step Nascent Soul. However, when their numbers reach a point where it makes one's scalp tingle, there won't be any cultivator who dares to resist!
"What the heck is this thing..."
"Oh no, don't bite me..."
"Something's crawling inside me, hurry up and come...!"
Not long after the first wave of flying demons was annihilated, all the cultivators in the southeast direction began to wail, while in the northwest direction, only a few scattered cultivators were possessed.
For a powerful cultivator, parasites are not particularly fatal, but that inhuman pain is unbearable, just like hundreds or thousands of centipedes burrowing into your skin and constantly crawling around!
It can be imagined how painful it was.
After the scream, it can be seen that almost all the infected insects are covered in blood and flesh, twisting and turning, with sharp thorns all over their bodies, and dozens of legs of parasites being pulled out from their bodies, extremely bloody.
After these parasites leave the human body, they still chirp and once they fall to the ground, dozens of long feet move together, quickly rushing towards the nearest repairer, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
And once they are pinched to death, their bodies will show that red and blue alternating **, falling to the ground with a buzzing sound.
Ugh...
Many cultivators couldn't bear this disgusting scene and vomited until they were dizzy. Faced with such a disgusting creature, even their cultivation could not keep them calm, and one by one turned pale.
Unfortunately, the battle continued without giving them time to rest. Except for some seriously injured cultivators who retreated and were replaced by reserve cultivators, the fighting had never stopped.
The battle is still ongoing, Xiao Gu and the others have already killed their way to who-knows-where. With their cultivation level, they can't be considered strong in this massive garrison army.
……
The monsters seemed endless, killing one wave and another would appear, and at this time casualties also began to increase dramatically.
Humans, after all, are not machines, and their energy is limited, especially in high-intensity battles.
One batch comes down, another batch goes up, and they mechanically rotate like this. As for death, it has already become numb to them.
Compared to the others, the cultivators from the southeast direction suffered much heavier casualties. They had no experience in fighting against the demonic beast tide and were fighting individually, so it was inevitable that they would suffer heavy losses.
Xiao Gu didn't know how many times he had switched, nor did he know how many demons had lost their lives at his hands. At this moment, the only thought in his mind was to kill, to keep killing non-stop.
His entire body was covered in blood, layer upon layer, the dried ones on the inside and fresh blood continuing to seep out. Three days ago, he was still consciously practicing his martial skills and even used magical beasts for cultivation, but now he didn't even have the thought of moving a single brain cell.
In this intense killing spree, someone finally started to collapse.
The southeast direction was defended by disciples of various major sects, who were used to living a life of luxury and could not withstand such hardships. After relying on the city walls for five days, they finally collapsed.
Tens of thousands of cultivators fled in a hurry, and the scene was unspeakably grand.
No matter how loudly some people shout, they cannot call back those who have been frightened out of their wits.
Bang!
A loud muffled sound, a massive hand covering the sky pressed down, turning hundreds of people into meat patties. Then even more giant hands appeared, as if destroying the world.
Those cultivators of the Divine Boundary are making their move!
They're not fools, if the Swamp City really falls, they'll probably have no place to die either. Deserting in the face of battle is absolutely the biggest blow to morale. Once there's one, there will be a second and third. The best choice is to kill one as a warning to the others.
Thousands of cultivators' blood finally made those frightened cultivators come to their senses, and under the drive of the older generation's strong men, they had no choice but to return to the city wall once again.
"Listen up, anyone who retreats will be put to death!"
A thunderous roar, like a bolt of lightning on a clear day, an elder powerhouse from the Temple of the Sun God stood in mid-air, surrounded by endless flames, his aura terrifying.
The monster tide will last for a total of seven days. As long as we can hold out for these seven days, the monsters will retreat. Now it's already been five days, and if we can just hold on for two more days, we'll definitely be able to protect the Swamp City.
But is it really so?
Humans are a very complex animal. As the saying goes, "not seeing the Yellow River and not dying of heart", as long as they think there is a glimmer of hope, they will go for it, without considering anything else.
Just on the sixth evening, when everyone thought that Swamp City could be defended, a sudden change occurred!

