165: Chapter 165 The Final Battle, Cursed Kill

"Boom~"

The collision of terrifying power suddenly erupted in Lin Xiao's territory, and not just in one place, but in a full three regions.

"What's that commotion?"

Everyone was startled instantly, looking toward those three regions with doubtful and uncertain gazes.

Although they had guessed that there should be some terrifying traps within Lin Xiao's territory, they never expected it to be such a terrifying commotion, almost resembling a great battle between two powerful armies.

Doyle was also startled.

A strong ominous premonition flashed through his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed his friend messages jumping wildly.

"Not good, it's Lin Xiao's army."

"How could there still be such a powerful army in his territory?"

"No, it's them, they have resurrected."

Those somewhat incoherent and chaotic words were enough to show just how shocked that top-tier Sixth-order Lord sending the message was in his heart.

Resurrected!

Upon seeing these two words, as if a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, Doyle reacted instantly.

He finally knew what he had ignored.

Lin Xiao's army died too cleanly.

On the battlefield, there were no remaining corpses, nor any broken weapons and equipment.

Originally, he didn't doubt much because in a battle of this level, it was completely normal for terrifying power to blast the opponent into fragments and blood mist, resulting in no remaining corpses.

But for Lin Xiao's army, whether heroes or Troop Type, it was like that, which was a bit abnormal.

Doyle felt something was amiss at the time, but he didn't ponder deeply.

Recalling it now.

That hero killed by his army truly died too tragically without even a skeleton left; this wasn't because his army was too strong, but rather that the opponent did it intentionally, self-detonating.

"Dammit."

"Resurrection, Lin Xiao's army can actually resurrect."

"Hurry and reinforce."

At this time, the other top-tier Sixth-order Lords also understood what had happened.

The closest lords immediately rushed over to reinforce at the fastest speed.

However, when Lin Xiao chose his attack targets, he had already considered the possibility of them providing reinforcements; therefore, the final result wasn't much different from the previous surprise attack.

The three attacked armies were completely annihilated.

The top-tier Sixth-order Lords who rushed to reinforce also suffered heavy losses under the desperate counterattack of Lin Xiao's army.

The battle ended quickly.

However, this time, everyone's expressions were ashen, and their previous relaxed moods vanished completely.

After experiencing the drama of coming back from the dead, no one felt anymore that the sacrifices of these fallen lords and armies were worthwhile.

No one dared to be negligent anymore; the remaining top-tier Sixth-order Lords gathered together at the fastest speed.

"If we had known earlier that Lin Xiao's army could resurrect, how could we have suffered such heavy losses?"

"It's too late to say this now."

Lin Xiao's two surprise attacks had astonishing battle results.

Six invading armies were completely wiped out, and twenty invading armies suffered varying degrees of battle losses, with several of the most severely affected armies being crippled.

The casualty ratio was close to one-third.

This loss was simply too tragic.

The only thing everyone could rejoice about was that Griffin, who had the strongest strength, suffered no losses, and Doyle, who was second only to him, also had minor casualties.

"You guys say, can Lin Xiao's army resurrect again?"

A top-tier Sixth-order Lord suddenly said.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely say decisively that it was impossible.

How rare an ability resurrection was, let alone resurrecting an entire army.

Being able to resurrect once had already shattered their cognition; if they could continue to resurrect, would they even let other lords live?

But placed on Lin Xiao, they weren't so sure.

The unimaginably powerful strength of Lin Xiao's subordinates, heroes and Troop Type, had already taught them a lesson.

"What are you all panicking about?"

A detached voice sounded.

"Griffin."

The person speaking was precisely the Super-spec Lord of the Purgatory Race, Griffin.

He stood atop the head of a Purgatory Demon Ape that was a full two hundred meters tall, and this Purgatory Demon Ape was precisely a Super-spec level hero under his command.

And surrounding that Purgatory Demon Ape hero were demon apes of varying sizes.

Unlike other Purgatory Race lords, Griffin walked the path of alien Troop Type, and the heroes and Troop Type under his command all belonged to the Demon Ape clan.

This time attacking Lin Xiao's territory, he brought in 100 legendary grade Dark Demon Apes and 3,000 Epic Grade Iron-backed Demon Apes; without a doubt, he was the strongest one.

"Don't think of Lin Xiao as too terrifying."

"Even if he has resurrection means in his hands, it definitely comes with huge restrictions; it's impossible for him to keep resurrecting continuously. Otherwise, why would he need to launch a surprise attack on us?"

Griffin said indifferently.

Hearing this, the others nodded in agreement one after another.

Lin Xiao's two consecutive surprise attacks happened to expose his guilty conscience.

That's right, only this makes sense.

"No matter what, Lin Xiao is also an unprecedented formidable enemy. We must cast aside all luck and contempt, and fight him with all our strength." At this time, Doyle also slowly spoke.

"Doyle is right."

"Whoever still dares to look down on Lin Xiao, thinking he can be solved easily, I strongly suggest he take the lead."

The other top-tier Sixth-order Lords spoke one after another, and they quickly unified their opinions.

Forty-one lords, adding up to over a hundred thousand great army; as long as they joined hands and no longer underestimated the enemy, such a massive force could flatten even the territory of a slightly weaker top-tier seventh-order lord, let alone Lin Xiao.

At this time, the benefit of the lords personally going on an expedition was reflected; all heroes and Troop Type obeyed commands without exception, even those crippled armies were no exception.

Over a hundred thousand soldiers converged into a terrifying torrent, surging toward the depths of Lin Xiao's territory.

...

Seeing the invading armies gathering together, Lin Xiao's expression also grew solemn.

Next would be a series of tough battles.

Fortunately, his own territory was also fully prepared.

The power of life-and-death Reincarnation accumulated by the samsara holy stele was affected by the rate of time flow; therefore, it had solidly accumulated for a full three months.

With the strength of the heroes and Troop Type in his territory, they could fully resurrect more than ten times.

Lin Xiao didn't believe that these invading top-tier Sixth-order Lords could kill his army more than ten times.

The resurrected army rushed to the battlefield at the fastest speed, intercepting the enemy's main army at a place 120 kilometers away from the central region.

"As expected, they resurrected again."

Seeing Lin Xiao's resurrected army, Doyle and the others felt their hearts sink.

However, they had no way out anymore and could only fight to the end with all their might.

"Curse-kill Lin Xiao first."

Griffin turned his head and said to a First-Generation Lord of the Shadow Race.

Curse-killing Lin Xiao was originally one of the tactics targeting Lin Xiao by the Four Great Races.

After all, the strength of heroes and Troop Type could be rapidly enhanced, but a lord's strength wasn't so easy to improve.

Although they couldn't completely wipe out Lin Xiao, under a leaderless situation, it could also make this battle easier to fight.

That First-Generation Lord of the Shadow Race understood tacitly. Following his order, a priest-dressed hero of the Shadow Race spat out profound and mysterious incantations from his mouth. Immediately after, his body seemed to be sucked dry, shriveling up, and his aura was even like a candle in the wind.

A grayish-black beam of light filled with ominous meaning shot out from the fingertips of the Shadow Race hero, instantly crossing a distance of over a hundred kilometers and blasting toward Lin Xiao along a wondrous connection in the nether.