50: The Great Sacrifice Day Formation! A Torrent of Steel!
On the city wall, Grom’s pupils suddenly contracted.
He could clearly feel the destructive energy contained within that torrent, a power that transcended his understanding!
He wanted to order the activation of stronger defenses, wanted to personally rush up to block it.
But it was too fast; before he could do anything specific, the attack had already arrived.
“No—!!!” Grom let out an angry roar.
Boom!!!!!!
The deafening roar swallowed all sounds between heaven and earth!
That pale white soul torrent, carrying an irresistible might, violently slammed into the massive Black Iron City Gate!
There was no imagined stalemate, no fierce collision of energies.
That giant city gate, proclaimed to be indestructible, capable of withstanding even an all-out strike from an eighth-tier expert with only a white mark, and engraved with Earth Guardian runes, at the moment it touched the soul torrent, was like ice and snow under the sun, or rotten wood struck by a heavy hammer!
“Crack… crack crack crack…”
A teeth-grinding sound of shattering echoed, and the surface of the hard Black Iron was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, which rapidly expanded!
The next second, to the horrified eyes of all the Goblins, the entire massive city gate, along with the flashing Earth Guardian runes on it, exploded!
Countless black fragments of varying sizes, mixed with dust, shot into the city like exploding fireworks! The Goblin soldiers behind the city gate, caught off guard, were instantly engulfed by this terrifying shockwave and torrent of fragments, directly turning into dust!
As the dust settled, a huge gap, over ten meters in diameter, appeared where the city gate should have been.
The entire battlefield fell into a deadly silence.
On the city wall, the Goblins stood motionless, as if petrified. Their minds were blank, the image of the sturdy city gate exploding like paper repeatedly playing in their minds.
Grom stood on the city gate tower, his body trembling uncontrollably. His gaze was fixed on that huge gap, then on the white-robed figure still suspended in mid-air, light wings slowly fanning, exuding a god-like pressure, his single eye filled with incredulous horror.
Black Iron… Earth Guardian runes… just like that… shattered?
One strike!
Just one strike!
That man didn’t even draw his sword!
Grom’s heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that in this battle, their chances of victory were perhaps minuscule, but this was the Goblin King City, the foundation of the Goblin race, and he was Grom, the Guardian of the King City appointed by the King.
Even knowing it was a futile endeavor, even with the shadow of defeat already looming, as the Guardian of the King City, he could never retreat!
“Roar—!!!” Grom let out a roar like a trapped beast, the sound wave shattering the deadly silence!
His gaze swept towards the most elite and best-equipped Goblin warriors, the Black Iron Guard, waiting on both sides of the city gate tower: “Black Iron Guard! Block the gap! Fight to the death, do not retreat!”
Unlike the other ordinary soldiers, these Black Iron Guard, though their faces were equally pale and their eyes held fear, their formation was not scattered.
Hearing the order, they let out a low response, raised their heavy tower shields and battle axes, and quickly moved towards the huge gap, attempting to reorganize a defensive line amidst the ruins.
“Archers! All ranged firepower! Focus fire on the one in the sky!!” Grom’s arm veins bulged as he pointed at Bai Xiao: “Fire!!”
“He can’t be without consumption! No matter how strong he is… he’s still just one person!”
His voice carried a subtle tremor, yet he still tried his best to boost morale: “We are Goblins! We are the strongest in the world! How can we let mere humans lord over us… Kill!”
Grom’s voice echoed over the city wall, attempting to dispel the shadow of fear that enveloped the hearts of all Goblins.
The heavy crossbows on the city wall roared first, their winches turning rapidly, as several giant crossbow bolts engraved with armor-piercing runes tore through the sky, directly piercing towards Bai Xiao!
From the arrow towers, various enchanted arrows whistled out, weaving a dazzling and deadly net of light!
At the battlements, countless Goblin archers desperately drew and fired, their arrows covering the sky, carrying an ear-piercing shriek, showering the target in the air!
Facing this saturated strike, enough to instantly clear an entire heavily armored unit, Bai Xiao’s expression remained indifferent.
The immense spiritual pressure circulating around him and the slightly folded light wings behind him formed a perfect domain.
Whether it was the powerful heavy crossbow bolts, the enchanted arrows containing various energies, or the sky-filling arrow rain, once they entered a few meters around him, they suddenly slowed, then disintegrated and vanished in the silently twisting light and shadow, as if they had never existed.
Only a few particularly powerful special crossbow bolts, after penetrating the outer barrier, were instantly vaporized and turned into nothingness upon contact with the glow emitted by the light wings themselves!
“…” The Goblins on the city wall once again fell into a deathly silence.
Grom watched this scene, his mind greatly shaken. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
But he did not give up. A fierce glint flashed in his crimson single eye, and he suddenly pulled out a pitch-black token from his embrace, on which a twisted, blood-red sun pattern was carved, emitting an ominous aura.
Without hesitation, he gripped it with his five fingers and fiercely crushed it!
“Crack!” The token shattered, and a cold, intensely bloody fluctuation instantly spread out from Grom as its center.
On the city wall and at various points within the city, pre-arranged nodes were simultaneously activated. Dark red pillars of light shot into the sky, intertwining and wrapping around each other above the Goblin King City, finally coalescing into a giant, vaguely outlined blood-red sun totem.
The Festival Day Formation—a war machine created by the Goblins in imitation of the “Hero’s Aura,” which forcibly stimulates the potential of soldiers and injects them with bloodthirsty fanaticism at the cost of burning stored life essence!
The moment the formation activated, all the Goblin soldiers on the city wall suddenly swelled, their skin glowing with an unnatural red light. The fear in their eyes was replaced by a bloodthirsty frenzy, their breathing became heavy, and they let out low, unintelligible growls.
Grom raised his crimson long spear and roared: “Goblins! For the King! Kill—!”
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However, just as the attention of the Goblin defenders was completely drawn to Bai Xiao, and they fell into momentary chaos due to the activation of the Festival Day Formation.
Within the Infinite City army formation, Su Jin, who had been silently observing the battle, calmly raised his eyes.
The time had come.
“All forces, attack.”
No superfluous words, the command clearly reached every soldier’s ear.
The next moment, the Infinite City army, which had been as silent as a mountain, erupted with an overwhelming momentum, like an awakened ancient beast!
Huo Jun’s eyes flashed with lightning, his battle spear pointing directly at the sky, and the Vast Sea Cloud Banner Aura unfolded with a roar!
In an instant, a gigantic, illusory battle banner phantom, seemingly woven from surging clouds and leaping lightning, suddenly condensed, unfurled, and fluttered above the entire army!
The banner moved without wind, flapping loudly, exuding a majestic and vast aura!
The surging fighting spirit transformed into a tangible warm current, flowing into every limb and bone of each soldier. Their eyes instantly sharpened, and power surged and roared within their bodies!
Stone Rock let out a low, muffled growl, slamming his Lava Greatshield heavily onto the ground. Zhui Yun drew his longbow, the bowstring already condensing wind and thunder. Mu Yang’s halberd trembled slightly in his hand, emitting a low hum.
The steel torrent began to surge!
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