184: Chapter 183 War Begins

Everyone watched as the vanguard successfully lured the Tribal World creatures over, and they were somewhat moved.

"Good news: we've successfully lured the main force of the Tribal World over."

"Bad news: why does it feel a bit terrifying? I have a feeling we can't beat them."

A member of the fox-eared lineage of the Raven Feather Clan shouted to the people atop Despair Slope, "Hurry up and attack, damn it!"

"That's right, we still have to climb this damn Despair Slope, hurry up and attack!" The fox-eared girl couldn't fly; although she could run fast, this Despair Slope required climbing!

Zhao Guorong, Man Biao, and the others issued orders: "Archers, ready! Fire!"

Immediately, the teams that had long prepared their bows quickly nocked their arrows and fired at the Blood Bats and man-eating birds.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Arrows flew out, creating a series of whistling sounds as they tore toward the enemy.

These Blood Bats and man-eating birds were relatively large, about half a meter long, making them easy targets.

Under the intervention of the group, this small wave of man-eating birds and Blood Bats was forced back, and the remaining members of the Raven Feather Clan and the fox-eared girl were rescued.

The survivors, now rescued, wore expressions of deep fear; this was simply too terrifying.

Afterward, they were sent to the rear for Healing.

At this moment, representative teams from the Human Race, Luoman Star people, Desolate God Clan, Snake Women, Raven Feather Clan, Shadow Clan, Centaur Race, and Six-Armed Clan all cast their gazes into the distance.

In the distance, the black, dense army of the Tribal World had halted its advance and was staring across the way at the survivalist teams atop Despair Slope.

The Mage and the P.E.K.K.A King had also noticed the anomaly and ordered the army to stop, standing in a standoff with the survivalist teams.

The Blood Bats and man-eating birds were circling in the sky, emitting shrill cries. If not for the intervention of the Mage and the others, they would have torn the vanguard to shreds.

The Mage, wearing a dark purple robe, looked at the outsiders atop Despair Slope and said softly, "P.E.K.K.A, so these outsiders were the ones who lured us here."

"The people here must be the coalition of those outsiders. Once we annihilate them, the survivalists within the Tribal World will have no power to resist!"

The armored P.E.K.K.A let out a muffled voice: "No matter. Although they occupy some geographical advantage, their quantity and quality are no match for us. Let's tear these ants to shreds!"

"Could there be a trap? Are we engaging in a direct frontal assault?" the Lamp Spirit asked, its voice emanating from within the lamp.

Upon hearing this, the Mage compared the strength of both sides and stated resolutely, "So what if they occupy the high ground? Our strength is superior to theirs! The disparity in power is vast; I doubt they can stir up any trouble."

Their purpose in uniting was to annihilate the outsiders, eradicate everyone, and plunder their supplies.

Now that these people had gathered together, it saved them the trouble of searching everywhere; they would simply slaughter them all right here!

The Mage, P.E.K.K.A, the Lamp Spirit, the Tree Demon, and others began issuing orders, signaling the creatures of the Tribal World to attack.

"Kill! Annihilate them!"

Following the command of the leaders, all the Spirit Creatures and demonic beasts of the Tribal World charged forward, and the Tribal creatures launched their assault.

"Roar!"

"Wooo!"

Bursts of beast roars rang out, creating a deafening sensation and carrying intense pressure.

Atop Despair Slope, Zhao Guorong, Man Ka, Gu Feng, Ya Ling, Shadow, and the others felt immense pressure as they listened to the soul-piercing sounds.

But now was not the time to shrink back. From the moment they stepped onto this path, there was no turning back. Once defeated, it would mean death.

"Since they have been lured here and have arrogantly launched an attack, then let us fight!"

"Everyone, perk up! Let's kill the enemy together!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

These survivalist teams, unwilling to show weakness, shouted to bolster their courage.

"Archers, ready! Shoot them all down!"

"Stone-throwers, ready! Find the right moment to roll them down!"

"Those who need to use their talents, do so now. Everyone else, prepare for combat. We'll wear them down for a few waves, then we'll charge down!"

In an instant, the survivalist teams began to operate like a massive war machine.

Rows of archers fired directly down from the three-sided mountain range of Despair Slope, kicking up sprays of blood.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The stone-throwers had prepared massive stones; many were readily available, while some individuals possessed the talent to create large stones, producing many more, ensuring there was an abundance of boulders here.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Those massive, heavy stones were pushed down forcefully by the stone-throwers, giving them a high initial velocity. The stones rolled down with terrifying force, containing explosive power.

"Argh!"

The creatures just starting to climb Despair Slope were crushed instantly, claiming many lives.

"Fuel team, prepare to deploy!"

At this moment, more teams appeared, holding barrels of fuel, ready to throw them at the enemy.

This fuel had been sponsored by various parties. Even if they weren't fighting, they had to contribute supplies; otherwise, if they really lost, no one would escape unscathed.

A large portion of this had been obtained by plundering maps with civilized life, while some came from opening treasure chests. Among them, some teams had even encountered oil sorting locations during their survival journeys, obtaining large quantities of refined gasoline and the like.

Immediately after, fuel barrels were thrown out, landing on the demonic beasts and Spirit Creatures below, as well as on the ground, where they exploded.

The fuel was poured directly onto the creatures of the Tribal World, soaking their bodies and legs.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Many cans of fuel were thrown down and exploded, covering a multitude of creatures.

They were waiting, waiting for the perfect moment!

"Roar!"

Just then, a gorilla-like Level 1 Peak Spirit Creature broke through the dense defenses and charged up, almost reaching the platform.

Everyone was shocked; in such a short time, a creature had already broken through. It was truly terrifying.

Because there were simply too many creatures from the Tribal World, it was impossible to kill them all. With wave after wave rushing forward, it was easy for them to break through.

"I'll slaughter it!" General Zheng Chuan shouted.

With the Captain's buff and the right to prioritize the use of treasures, his strength had reached the Level 1 Peak tier, just a hair's breadth away from Level 2 Elite. However, lacking the breakthrough treasure, he was stuck at this bottleneck, unable to advance.

General Zheng Chuan's talent was a unique combat talent; he could borrow momentum to buff himself.

Now, under their guidance, the momentum of the entire team was extremely powerful, and his buff was beyond imagination.

"Hah!"

Zheng Chuan's weapon was an axe. He swung it and charged toward the Level 1 Peak Spirit Creature.

Under the influence of the momentum buff, his strength was incredibly solid. Both his speed and power were boosted by the momentum. With one swing of his axe, he directly severed the claws of the Level 1 Peak Spirit Creature that were reaching for him.

"Splurt!"

The Level 1 Peak Spirit Creature stared at its bleeding stumps, its face filled with disbelief.