143: Chapter 143: Outlasting the Allied Forces, Wang Shan Breaks the Stalemate

The military Formations of the three alien divine kingdoms completely collapsed. Tens of thousands of remaining troops crammed into the center of the sea area, their battle flags toppling everywhere, no longer able to piece together a complete defense line.

Wang Shan led three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss charging at the very front. The Double-Faced Mingwang stepped across the seabed, its hundred-foot battle blade slashing down continuously in the direction of the crimson flame saber.

The Scale Demons blocking the way did not even have time to deploy their Formation before being crushed into the muddy water by the blood-Qi battle array. The remaining troops in the rear trampled over the corpses, caring only about fleeing toward the sea altar.

Crossing past the routed army, outside the central army tent on the south side of the altar, dozens of layers of sea walls surrounded the area layer upon layer. Twenty thousand Scale Demon personal guards protected the final three Golden Core commanders in the center.

Wang Shan fixed his gaze on that dark green main flag, pressing the crimson flame saber forward. The three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss instantly tightened their Formation, and the entire spearhead array thrust straight toward the center army.

"Slash straight through that tent and chop down the last three pillars left by Carlo together!"

Three thousand sets of xueming mysterious armor lit up with blood patterns simultaneously. The blood-Qi flowed along thirty-six array positions to converge on Wang Shan, and a straight trench was stomped out of the seabed beneath his feet.

Sensing that the central army was under attack, Carlo dropped several divine decrees in succession, ordering the routed troops on both sides to turn back for reinforcements, but not many Scale Demons were willing to turn around and throw away their lives.

They had been fighting for more than ten days, and their Medicinal Pills, weapons, and armor were completely exhausted. Many soldiers dragged injured legs, relying solely on bone forks even just to stand steady.

However, the Immortal Martial Legion behind Wang Shan had just finished resupplying. Their new armor was fastened, their new sabers were unsheathed, and the medicinal efficacy of the mad blood battle pill was still surging within their bodies.

The two sides collided head-on. The Scale Demon personal guards raised heavy shields, attempting to block the military road leading to the tent by sheer numbers, and ten layers of shield walls quickly stacked up before the array.

Wang Shan did not slow down. Gripping the saber with both hands, the three thousand Martial Masters behind him pressed their blood-Qi into the Mingwang battle blade, slashing straight down at the frontmost layer of the shield wall.

Firelight swept across the seabed, snapping the ten layers of bone shields down the middle. Hundreds of Scale Demons behind the shields were blown away by the remaining force, and they stopped moving the moment they hit the ground.

The spearhead array thrust into the enemy forces along the gap. The front-row Martial Masters used their shields to ram people, the middle section used long spears to seal off both flanks, and the rear squad of heavy sabers specialized in hacking at the cracks in the scale armor.

Any Scale Demons that approached the military Formation had their arms broken by the counter-shock of the mysterious armor before their weapons could even fall, and the closely following blades and spears directly claimed their lives.

The sea walls on both sides of the central army pressed toward the military road. Carlo poured the ocean Origin into them, wanting to use millions of catties of seawater to drag down the advance of the spearhead array.

Standing atop the rear array tower and seeing the sea walls close in, Wang Mu immediately deployed sixty heavy cannons, their muzzle paths aligned along the direction of Wang Shan's advance.

"Change the armor-piercing shells to Law-breaking runes and blast a path out for Wang Shan! If any landing point dares to deviate by half a zhang, the Artillery Battalion can go to the Military Law Hall to receive their punishment themselves!"

The sixty heavy cannons fired in three successive rounds. The Law-breaking shells penetrated the sea walls, burning through the dark green Divine Power with pure yang fire liquid, causing a large expanse of seawater to lose control.

The sea walls collapsed into the ditches on both sides, exposing a narrow path less than thirty zhang wide in the middle. Wang Shan led his men stepping across the evaporating water vapor, leaving only five li until the central army.

The final three Golden Core commanders finally walked out of the tent: one held a halberd, one carried a saber on his back, and another gripped a heavy hammer covered in bone spikes with both hands.

All three were powerhouses accumulated by Carlo over hundreds of years, as well as the last high-tier foundation of the Abyssal Divine Kingdom, usually guarding three island cities separately.

Had their main force not been exhausted by the Immortal Martial Legion, Carlo would never have let them fight simultaneously, nor would it have handed the safety of the central army over to three subjects.

The halberd-wielding commander looked at the corpses along the way, raised his halberd to pierce two fleeing soldiers, and forcibly rallied the surviving personal guards in front of the tent.

"The Divine Master is watching. Whoever dares to retreat again, their entire clan will be fed into the blood pool!"

This order temporarily suppressed the rout. Over ten thousand Scale Demon personal guards surrounded the three commanders, piecing together a final circular defense line utilizing the central army Formation.

Wang Shan stopped a hundred zhang outside the circular Formation. His shoulder armor still retained cracks caused by the previous fierce battle, and the crimson flame saber had also broken in several places due to continuous collisions.

His personal guard handed him a new saber, but he shook his head and refused, instead pressing the third mad blood battle pill into his mouth, letting its medicinal efficacy flood his already exhausted Meridians.

"The new saber is reserved for hacking gods. These three things are not worthy of making me change my saber."

Understanding the Human Race language, the halberd-wielding commander had its six eyeballs bulge and the scales beside its gills bristle upright. The seawater beneath its feet surged, and the Golden Core might pressed down head-on toward the spearhead array.

The saber-carrying commander and the heavy hammer commander split to both flanks. Knowing that fighting individually offered no chance of winning, they immediately sealed off all of Wang Shan's retreat positions upon attacking.

The three strands of Golden Core power crashed into the Mingwang phantom. The three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss let out synchronized muffled groans, and dozens of men at the very front had their knee armor sink into the seabed.

The two sides differed by a full Realm. Even though the military array shared the Law pressure, the blood-Qi within Wang Shan's body was still suppressed to the point where it circulated with difficulty.

The halberd-wielding commander arrived first, its bone halberd piercing through Mingwang's outer layer of blood-Qi to strike straight at Wang Shan's chest. The other two commanders pressed forward at the exact same moment.

Wang Shan sidestepped to avoid his vital spots, but the bone halberd still pierced into his shoulder armor, shattering two layers of blood patterns and dragging his entire body sliding backward dozens of zhang.

The heavy hammer smashed down from the right. Wang Shan raised his saber to meet it head-on, the crimson flame saber emitting a harsh scraping sound, and the seabed beneath his feet cracked extensively outward along his legs.

The saber-carrying commander circled around behind him, its long saber cutting in along the seams of the mysterious armor. The blade tore open the back armor, and fresh blood quickly stained the inner soft armor.

The three Golden Cores did not give him a chance to catch his breath. The bone halberd pulled back, the heavy hammer raised again, and the long saber swept horizontally close to the ground, every single move aiming to take his life.

The three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss wanted to charge forward, but were dragged down by the Scale Demon personal guards with their lives, and both sides engaged in a chaotic melee surrounding the central army tent.

Wang Shan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, planted his footing firmly in the array position, took in the positions of all three commanders into his eyes, and instead wore a look of increased ferocity on his face.

"With just this little strength, you dare to block me?"

Roaring furiously, the halberd-wielding commander thrust forward again, its halberd tip whipping up dozens of water blades to seal off all movable areas in front of Wang Shan.

Wang Shan did not retreat, allowing the bone halberd to pierce into his shoulder armor once more. His left hand grabbed the halberd shaft, and all nine blood patterns of the xueming mysterious armor shifted entirely to his left arm.

The counter-shock force surged back along the bone halberd, causing the halberd-wielding commander's six arms to stiffen simultaneously, and the originally tight Golden Core protective spiritual light also shook along with it.

Borrowing the blood-Qi of the three thousand Martial Masters, Wang Shan slashed the crimson flame saber upward from below. The first blade passed over the bone halberd and cleaved open the thick armor on the commander's chest.

The blade pierced in from the waist and abdomen, bursting out from the shoulder. The halberd-wielding commander was cleaved into two segments by this single strike, its remnant torso falling into the chaotic personal guards.

Seizing the opening, the saber-carrying commander thrust its long saber in from behind Wang Shan. The blade tip pierced through the chest armor, severing the front blood patterns along with it.

Wang Shan's body swayed slightly. His back muscles tightened to clamp onto the blade, and he turned to get close to the saber-carrying commander, slamming his forehead directly into its facial armor.

The saber-carrying commander was knocked backward with its head tilted up, trying to pull its saber out to escape, but Wang Shan had already grasped the blade tip protruding from his chest, forcefully snapping the alien long saber in two.

The second strike swept horizontally immediately. The tattered crimson flame saber cut into the commander's neck, successively severing the bone armor and cervical vertebrae, sending its head flying into mid-air.

Two Golden Cores fell one after another, yet the final heavy hammer commander did not retreat. It raised its battle hammer, mobilizing all the power of the central army Formation to press down toward Wang Shan.

The seawater surrounding the tent soared into the sky, and thousands of array runes connected into the hammer body. Before the heavy hammer had even fallen, the nearby seabed collapsed downward.

Half a long saber was still stuck in Wang Shan's chest, his left shoulder was pierced by the bone halberd, and his hand holding the saber was trembling, with five blood patterns having already ceased operation.

Seeing that his injuries were severe, the heavy hammer commander held nothing back with this blow, even pouring its own Golden Core into the battle hammer, preparing to smash both man and array to pieces together.

Wang Shan looked up and locked his gaze on the battle hammer. The three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss behind him stopped in unison, no longer entangling with the Scale Demons, as all their blood-Qi converged toward the main array.

The Double-Faced Mingwang withdrew its shield-bearing arms, and all four arms jointly gripped the battle blade, pressing the entire phantom into the crimson flame saber in Wang Shan's hand.

"The third strike, sending you on your way!"

The heavy hammer fell, and Wang Shan charged out to meet the hammer face head-on. The crimson flame saber and the battle hammer collided squarely, and the array's blood-Qi erupted completely between the two weapons.

The crimson flame saber snapped from the middle, and the heavy hammer was also cleaved open by the saber force. Shattered metal swept across Wang Shan's chest armor, leaving several wounds deep enough to reveal bone.

Before the heavy hammer commander had time to withdraw its hand, Wang Shan had already passed through the fragments, crashing into its embrace holding the half-broken saber.

The broken saber stabbed into the lower jaw, piercing upward along the skull. The Golden Core commander's massive body stopped in place, its six arms hanging down one after another.

Wang Shan pulled out the broken saber, and the heads of the three Golden Core commanders rolled by his feet. The final pillar of Battle Intent propped up by the Scale Demon central army collapsed along with it.

Over ten thousand personal guards dropped their weapons and fled past the tent toward the altar. The spearhead array pressed up from the rear, cutting the chaotic enemy forces into dozens of pieces.

Wang Shan stepped onto the central army tent, pulled up Carlo's main flag, and swept the broken saber horizontally, snapping the dark green banner into two halves on the spot.

"Only you three cowards are left!"

Wang Shan pointed his saber toward the firmament, his laughter rippling along the sea breeze and shaking the surrounding residual poisonous mist to disperse one after another.

The divine kingdom Origins of Ba'er and Tuya were nearing exhaustion. The ley lines of the Mud Sea Divine Kingdom snapped off in patches, and the islands sank into the turbid seawater one after another.

The mist above the poisonous sea gradually dissipated, and a large number of jellyfish lost their Origin sustenance, falling from mid-air as their poison sacs could no longer condense venom again.

After the siege and counter-push, out of the three hundred thousand alien coalition forces, fewer than eighty thousand remaining troops were left. They were compressed by artillery fire into the narrow sea area surrounding the altar.

Carlo stood upon the tattered altar, watching with its own eyes as the three Golden Core commanders were beheaded, its four arms squeezing several cracks into the bone staff.

It had managed the Abyssal Divine Kingdom for hundreds of years, yet its island cities, legions, and high-tier subjects had all suffered heavy losses, and even the reinforcements it begged for were wiped out by the Human Race.

If it continued to hide in the firmament manipulating the Origin, Wang Shan would soon lead his troops to slaughter their way onto the altar, and the divine core would also be exposed after losing the array's protection.

Carlo no longer cared about the consumption. Divine fire rushed out from the divine core, dark green seawater rotated around the altar, and a hundred-foot divine body descended from the firmament.

"Human Race, I will grind all of you to pieces in the trench!"

Law might crashed into the battlefield. Mingwang's phantom behind Wang Shan shattered on the spot, and the three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss stepped backward in unison by several paces.

Ba'er and Tuya exchanged a glance, knowing well that the legions could no longer stop the Immortal Martial heavy armor; if they did not personally take the field, their divine kingdoms would be dismantled one by one.

Earth-yellow divine fire rose from the mud sea, and Ba'er's hundred-foot divine body bearing a crab shell stepped out of the Void Realm, its six arms jointly gripping a mountain-sized battle hammer.

Tuya tore open the poisonous mist, its hundred-foot divine body landing in the western sea area. Six bone spikes behind its shoulders re-condensed, and a deep blue poisonous sea surrounded its entire body.

Three first-tier alien gods simultaneously manifested their divine bodies, their Law might slamming heavily into the center of the battlefield, causing seawater to rush backward and the earth to crack.

The backflowing seawater crossed the altar, surging into the battlefield along the fractured seabed. The three alien gods expanded their Laws, protecting the eighty thousand remaining troops behind them.

Wang Shan stood amidst the ruins of the central army tent. The half-length alien long saber in his chest had not yet been pulled out, and the divine might pressed the mysterious armor to creak aloud.

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