218: Chapter 218 Gru's Death
Although slightly smaller in size, the fierce Aura, honed through countless bloody battles, was equally astonishing, and its strength had also reached Saint-Grade 1-Star!
"Boom!!!"
The next second, the two behemoths collided head-on without any fancy tricks!
The giant flame spear and the totem battle-axe clashed violently, erupting with a terrifying roar and energy storm akin to the collision of stars. The shockwave sent soldiers within hundreds of meters below, friend and foe alike, flying!
The earth for tens of miles around surged and cracked like waves!
Lin Feng vs. Gos—the duel between Saint-Grade strength battle Souls instantly entered a white-hot state!
Lin Feng's battle Soul had a higher grade and purer power, giving him a slight upper hand, but Gos's seasoned experience and fearless nature meant they were evenly matched for the moment, locked in an inextricable struggle.
But the true turning point lay elsewhere.
Just as the two battle Souls were locked in their earth-shattering clash, drawing the vast majority of attention...
A figure, cold as the moon and swift as lightning, had already appeared like a ghost at a high vantage point on the flank of the battlefield.
It was Lin Yin.
Her massive diamond rank 5-Star Moonlight Power and the fluctuations of the Law of Wood were completely restrained, making her seem as one with the surrounding air and light.
The evolved Moonlight Divine Bow in her hand slowly drew back. On the bowstring, an arrow wrapped in moonlight—condensed to the extreme and seemingly capable of freezing the Soul—along with a green light that drained life, quietly took shape.
Her gaze pierced through the chaotic battlefield, ignoring the roaring behemoths and flying streams of light, firmly locking onto the Minotaur army formation.
That figure who was currently commanding his subordinates with an expression of shock and uncertainty.
diamond rank 1-Star, Gru.
"Swish!"
There was no earth-shattering fanfare, only a sharp, piercing sound so faint it could almost be ignored.
That arrow of death, mixed with moonlight and vitality, seemed to ignore space and distance, striking at the very instant Gru realized the danger, his pupils constricting as he attempted to activate his protective energy.
"Pfft!"
The arrow pierced with pinpoint accuracy through his hastily condensed diamond rank energy shield, then passed straight through the center of his forehead!
The ultimate purifying power of the moonlight and the "Life Drain" effect of the Law of Wood contained within the arrow erupted simultaneously!
The shock on Gru's face froze forever. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his eyes quickly dimmed.
His tall body swayed, then collapsed to the ground with a boom, his presence instantly extinguished.
A rising star of the Minotaur Kingdom, diamond rank general Gru, had fallen!
"Gru!!!"
Gos, who was locked in fierce combat with Lin Feng's battle Soul, was shaken to his core and let out a roar of grief and fury.
This moment of distraction was immediately seized by Lin Feng!
"Break!"
The giant spear in the hands of the Crimson Sun War God phantom flared with light, delivering a heavy, powerful sweep that smashed violently into the waist of the Minotaur battle Soul!
"Boom!"
The Minotaur battle Soul phantom shook violently, its light dimming. Gos himself was hit as if by a heavy blow, groaning as blood spilled from the corner of his mouth; he could barely maintain the battle Soul.
With the commander injured and a top general fallen, the morale of the Minotaur army was instantly devastated!
Taking advantage of the superiority of their battle Soul, Lin Tian's army launched an overwhelming, full-scale assault!
"Kill!!!"
Tens of millions of troops, like floodwaters released from a dam, smashed violently into the Minotaur formation from the front and flanks!
Although the Minotaur warriors were incredibly brave, the defeat was inevitable given the absolute gap in strength and the disadvantageous situation.
Gos's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but he knew the situation was lost.
He roared orders for rear-guard cover and personally led his most elite guards, fighting desperately to carve out a bloody path as they retreated in shambles toward the direction they had come from.
Pursuit, division, encirclement... the battle continued for another three hours or so.
When the setting sun dyed the western sky like bleeding blood, the once deafeningly noisy plain gradually returned to a deadly silence, leaving behind only countless tattered flags, scattered weapons, and mountains of corpses.
Gos ultimately only managed to rally some six hundred thousand remnants, fleeing like a stray dog toward the Royal Court without looking back.
They had come as a torrent of three million iron-clad troops, but returned with less than a quarter of that number as defeated soldiers; it was a total and utter defeat.
On Lin Tian's side, they had also paid a price.
Over five or six hundred thousand soldiers were killed in action, mostly new recruits and some elite troops who had charged at the front.
But without a doubt, this was a glorious victory!
They had routed the main force of the Minotaur Kingdom, killed the enemy general Gru in battle, and severely wounded Gos.
They had captured a massive amount of spirit crystals, elemental crystals, and more.
When Lin Tian led his victorious army back to Lin Tian City under a sky full of stars, dragging their tired but exhilarated feet while escorting prisoners and spoils of war, it was already past eight in the evening.
The city walls were brightly lit, and the soldiers left behind let out thunderous cheers.
Lord Su Wan stood on high, looking down at the victorious army—which, despite its casualties, possessed an even greater Aura than before—and the mountains of spoils being hauled back by countless wagons.
The last shred of unease in her heart, caused by being under someone else's roof, completely vanished, leaving behind only deep shock and admiration.
Cleaning the battlefield, counting casualties, settling prisoners, rewarding the troops...
A series of tedious yet necessary tasks were quickly carried out under Lin Tian's methodical command.
The smoke of battle gradually cleared, but the aftertaste of victory and reflections on the war, like the deep night, lingered in everyone's hearts.
After this defeat, the Minotaur Kingdom would likely not let matters rest.
And Lin Tian knew that his journey was far from over.
Lin Tian arranged for the newly replenished soldiers to head to the alternate dimension to level up, and filled the hundreds of thousands of vacancies left by the fallen at the altar. He looked up at the sky; it was already late at night.
He didn't think any further and fell straight to sleep; even an iron man couldn't handle such continuous high-intensity combat and decision-making.
Gos, leading those six hundred thousand remnants, retreated toward the Royal Court, stumbling through the night.
The night wind blew against his face, cold, but it couldn't blow away the chill and lingering fear in his heart.
That Otherworld Lord named Lin Tian, and that monstrous army under his command...
The growth rate was too terrifying! How long had it even been?
"I must report this to His Majesty the King immediately!"
Gos gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they creaked.
"This is no longer a simple border conflict; this is a disaster capable of wiping out the entire kingdom! If we give him more time to develop, the kingdom..."
He didn't dare to think further and could only urge the remnants to speed up.
Time slid toward dawn.
Lin Tian was woken up on time by his biological clock. Although he had only slept for a few hours, his diamond rank physique allowed him to recover most of his energy.
He habitually opened the Regional Chat Channel and glanced at it. The number in the top right corner made his brow furrow slightly; there were only two thousand people left.
The rate of elimination was faster than he had imagined.
"I need to hurry up."
He muttered to himself, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.
He was extremely covetous of those law crystals on the Heavenly Dao list; one could never have too many points.
Thus, the new day's "conquest" routine began once again.
Taking that ten-thousand-strong Platinum team, crimson portals opened one after another, the names on the list turned grey one by one, and his points grew slowly and steadily.
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