67: Chapter 67 Everyone Goes Berserk

At this moment, violent winds howled deep within the mountain forest, and the vegetation danced wildly as two diametrically opposed, terrifying auras frantically clashed and crushed against each other.

Ye Feng stood at the very front of the Thunder Legion, his gaze sharp and arrogant, his face filled with absolute confidence.

He was certain that the innate high-tier bloodline rank and dual thunder-fire attributes of his Hell Three-Headed Hound were enough to crush all evil-aspected fierce beasts. Even if Lin Ye's familiars doubled in number, they were ultimately just a mob that could not withstand the thunderous purge of a high-tier legion.

Lin Ye stood quietly with a straight posture, his expression indifferent and cold, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

His evil-aspected familiars had undergone countless temperings of malignant aura and life-or-death sharpenings, forming a closed-loop system and fearing no death. The so-called rank suppression had long been shattered by countless actual combats; even if they faced the top-tier legion head-on today, victory was still firmly in his grasp.

Both of them were arrogant and possessed ultimate confidence in their respective legions. Without the need for probing or maneuvering, their thoughts moved simultaneously, dispatching all their under-command familiars deep into the heart of the mountain forest.

The two majestic fierce beast legions arrayed themselves in opposition amidst the rolling, overlapping dense forests, separated by a mere distance of one thousand meters.

For top-tier fierce beasts charging at high speed, a distance of one thousand meters was reached in the blink of an eye. The air throughout the entire mountain forest completely froze, the tense flames of war were ready to ignite at a touch, the cheers of the one hundred thousand spectators all held their breath, the entire venue fell into dead silence, and everyone stared fixedly at the battlefield screen.

"Kill!"

Two cold and murderous roars exploded at the exact same instant!

Ye Feng's roar carried the fury of thunder, tyrannical and overbearing, attempting to crush all evil-aspected fierce beasts before him, wash away his humiliation, and ascend to the pinnacle of glory!

Lin Ye's low roar was deep and cold, carrying not a shred of emotion, only pure, decisive slaughter to settle old scores and crush formidable enemies—nothing more!

Boom, boom, boom—!

The two ultra-massive hordes of beasts stirred and started simultaneously!

Under Ye Feng's command, the eight thousand familiars surged forward together. Four thousand five hundred Hell Three-Headed Hounds, entwined with thunder and fire and baring chilling fangs, trampled the woodland soil and rocks, charging rapidly with the crushing momentum of high-tier fierce beasts.

Two thousand Thunderstorm Berserk Rhinos galloped under heavy loads, shaking the mountain forest so violently that the earth quaked. Their heavy aura crushed forward head-on, while all other various supporting familiars followed closely behind. With a tight formation and integrated offense and defense, they fiercely crashed toward Lin Ye's evil-aspected legion.

Lin Ye's tens of thousands of evil-aspected fierce beasts killed out synchronously. The sky-filling malignant aura surged monstrously, blocking out the light of the mountain forest. Densely packed familiars galloped and advanced, their black-red fierce and evil auras intertwining into a nirvanic storm. With magnificent momentum and fearing no death, they charged straight ahead to meet the high-tier legion.

The two top-tier legions rapidly closed the distance, on the verge of a roaring collision and close-quarters death match, right at this critical juncture!

Screech—!!!

A sharp, piercing owl cry that penetrated the divine soul suddenly echoed throughout the entire mountain forest!

High above in the sky, one thousand six hundred and seventy-eight Soul-Devouring Owls flapped their wings and cried out simultaneously. An intangible soul shock instantly swept across the thousand-meter battlefield, precisely shrouding Ye Feng's entire army!

This was a pure soul secret technique attack, unrelated to physical defense or divine rune shields. It struck directly at the origin of the divine soul, making it impossible to guard against!

The next second, the Hell Three-Headed Hound, the Thunderstorm Berserk Rhino, and all supporting familiars charging at full speed paused in unison, the entire army instantly stiffening!

The duration was extremely short, not even lasting a single second.

For an ordinary battle situation, a second flashed by in an instant and was completely useless.

But on this ultimate battlefield where top-tier legions clashed head-on and victory was decided by fractions, a one-second stiffness was a fatal, colossal flaw!

It was precisely this fleeting one-second blank window period!

The two thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine Shahun Hounds at the very front advanced at full speed, stepping on the sky-filling malignant aura to instantly close in on the battlefield. Their ferocious fangs were exposed, and bloodthirsty fierce glares surged wildly. A large number of Shahun Hounds directly pounced into the frontline of the enemy array, their pitch-black sharp claws carrying malignant power that eroded everything, savagely ripping outward!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The sound of bloody explosions instantly resounded through the mountain forest!

Dozens of Hell Three-Headed Hounds that failed to break free from the stiffness had their bodies instantly torn apart. Before their protective thunder-fire spiritual light could bloom, they were eroded and dissipated by the dense malignant aura, blood spraying across the woodland and dyeing layers of vegetation and fallen leaves red!

At the same time, among the Shahun Hound population, a commander-grade Shahun Hound whose size far exceeded ordinary individuals and whose whole body was covered in dark red malignant aura as dense as liquid saw its scarlet eyes surge wildly, opening its mouth to emit a deep roar!

Group Berserk!

An intangible berserk buff instantly covered all Shahun Hounds across the field. All individuals experienced bulging muscles and doubled malignant auras, their bloodthirsty killing intent completely breaking through shackles, while their attack speed, attack power, and destructive power instantly increased by thirty percent!

At this very moment, Lin Ye clearly perceived a faint force of suppression.

That was the innate bloodline rank suppression inherent to orthodox high-tier hell races, the natural talent of the S-grade Hell Three-Headed Hound that surpassed ordinary fierce beast bloodlines, subtly suppressing the state of mind and combat power of lower-tier fierce beasts.

This suppression truly existed, but it was so faint that it was almost negligible.

The Shahun Hounds, having grown and been tempered in extreme malignant aura year-round, had long cast off the bloodline shackles of ordinary fierce beasts. With fierce and violent dispositions and slaughter carved into their bones, they long ago ceased to fear the so-called racial rank auras.

Not only were they fearless, but this trace of weak rank suppression was instead like pouring oil on fire, completely stimulating the ferocity of all Shahun Hounds!

The already berserk and bloodthirsty Shahun Hounds saw their auras surge once again. Only pure slaughter instincts remained in the depths of their eyes, their surrounding malignant auras becoming increasingly violent and ferocious, and their offensives growing even more frantic and brutal!

"Since it's a fight to the death, there is no need for restraint."

Lin Ye's gaze was icy, his thoughts completely letting go as he removed the last layer of mental binding and combat power suppression he had placed on all his familiars.

Rumble—!

In an instant, the concentration of malignant aura throughout the entire mountain forest suddenly doubled!

All the Shahun Hounds, Soul-Devouring Owls, Demonic Blood Pythons, Plague Seed Mosquitos, Iron-Bone Turtles, and Shadow Foxes completely shed the last trace of reason and restraint, unreservedly and thoroughly displaying the inherent berserk, bloodthirsty, nirvanic, and cruel natures of evil-aspected familiars!

High in the air, the Soul-Devouring Owls continuously conducted soul shocks and reaped divine souls; on the ground, the Shahun Hounds frantically slaughtered and tore through the enemy array; the Demonic Blood Pythons lurked to strangle and used poison to break armor; the Plague Seed Mosquitos filled the sky and spread plagues; the Shadow Foxes shuttled between reality and illusion for targeted snipes; and the Iron-Bone Turtles guarded the front lines and advanced steadily.

Closed-loop system, total berserk!

Ye Feng, whose initiative advantage had been instantly shattered, saw his expression suddenly sink. Cracks appeared in the confidence within his eyes for the first time, and he gritted his teeth and sternly shouted: "The entire army, lift the ban, burn the malignant aura with thunder and fire, and crush them!"

Accompanied by Ye Feng's frantic command, the eight thousand familiars, who had barely broken free from the soul stiffness, instantly went completely berserk.

The previously restrained rank suppression erupted at full force. Over four thousand Hell Three-Headed Hounds opened their triple sets of fangs simultaneously, erupting with purple lightning, crimson fire, and black poison along three lines. Dense barrages of thunder, fire, and poison bombs blasted outward, exploding into patches of annihilation light and flame in an attempt to incinerate all malignant aura with high-tier attributes.

Two thousand Thunderstorm Berserk Rhinos heavily stomped the ground, the thunder patterns around their bodies dazzlingly brilliant. Heavy thunder shockwaves swept across all directions, forcefully blasting the Shahun Hounds that pounced before them back several yards, their scales shattering and blood splashing.

From this point on, the truly tragic and fierce slaughter officially kicked off.

The mountain forest completely degenerated into a living hell!

Deafening roars echoed endlessly. Towering ancient trees were blasted in half by thunder and fire, jagged rocks were crushed into dust by malignant auras, and the entire mountain forest was crisscrossed with gullies and covered in scorched earth. Black-red malignant aura, purple-gold thunder, and crimson flames crazily intertwined and collided, the shockwaves of destruction spreading in layers and overturning patches of tangled familiars.

There was no evasion, no fallback; both sides maintained a posture of fighting to the bitter death without end.