92: Xi Yue's true strength!!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Streams of emerald green light streaked across the sky, and Elf arrows rained down like a downpour.

Each arrow was entwined with the power of nature, and brilliant magical light bloomed on its arrowhead.

Elf King Seranthi, clad in silver-leaf armor and wielding an emerald longbow, stood at the front of the formation; behind her were tens of thousands of Elf archers, uniformly drawing and firing their bows, forming an impenetrable net of death.

At the same time, the earth began to tremble violently, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

Centaur Race warriors surged from all directions, their half-human, half-beast bodies gleaming with a bronze luster.

Minotaurs brandished giant battle-axes, werewolves let out bloodcurdling howls, and bear-men used their massive bodies to erect an iron defense line, completely blocking the retreat of the Corrupted Legion.

The battlefield became a slaughterhouse.

Elf arrow rain pinned Corrupted creatures to the ground, while Centaur Race heavy infantry crushed enemy formations like a meat grinder.

Dwarf engineers operated steam furnaces, throwing the corpses of fallen Corrupted creatures into them, where the scorching molten iron thoroughly purified these evil creations.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and the hiss of steam.

The once vast Corrupted army of two hundred thousand now numbered less than fifty thousand scattered remnants.

They were divided and surrounded, retreating steadily under the combined strangulation of the Elf and Centaur Race.

White Blade and White Sword stood back to back, their weapons having long lost their former sharpness.

They mechanically swung their swords and sabers, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Dawn Moon's eyes erupted with terrifying bloodlust: "You really take me for a pushover! You lowly barbarians, today I'll show you what true power is!"

Before her words finished, the nine black bone spurs behind her traced nine dark paths through the Void Realm.

Horrifyingly, these bone spurs directly pierced through the spatial barrier, and nine black holes suddenly tore open in the space behind the Elf King and the Centaur King, with nine deadly tail stings shooting out from incredible angles!

"Watch out behind you!"

It was a step too late after all.

Elf King Seranthi's pointed ears trembled slightly, her emerald pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively turned and raised her bow to block.

The Centaur King's bronze battle-axe was brought across his chest in the nick of time.

The two battle-hardened kings displayed astonishing combat intuition, yet—

"Pfft!"

Nine pitch-black tail stings, entwined with Corruption power, easily pierced through their most prized defenses.

Elf King Seranthi's emerald armor, a Legacy of centuries, which had once withstood Dragon breath, now shattered like thin paper under the erosion of Corruption power.

The Centaur King's bronze shield, forged by a Dwarf Great Master and said to withstand the weight of mountains, was torn apart by the sudden attack of the tail stings.

Ugh!

Both kings let out painful groans simultaneously, dropping heavily to one knee.

From their wounds flowed not fresh blood, but thick black pus.

The Corruption power spread wildly along their blood vessels; the Elf King's proud natural healing ability was useless against it, and the Centaur King's strong physique was also unable to resist.

Their handsome and majestic faces visibly withered at a speed perceptible to the naked eye, and sickening black smoke rose from their wounds.

Seranthi reached out towards the Elf Race: "Elsa, I'm coming to join you!!"

Before her words finished, her Divine Soul was extinguished.

"King!" The Elf Elders let out heart-wrenching wails, and the Centaur Race shamans knelt, weeping bitterly.

However, they had no time for grief; the maddened Dawn Moon's eyes were bloodshot, and her nine tail stings transformed into the scythe of the Grim Reaper, wantonly reaping lives on the battlefield.

Thousands of elite Elf archers were cut in half before they could react, and Centaur Race heavy warriors were as fragile as straw before the Corruption power.

The entire battlefield instantly turned into a one-sided slaughterhouse, the allied formation completely collapsed, and wails echoed through the sky.

"Damn it! Stop her!" Zhang Ye, freed from his predicament, once again charged into the battlefield.

His two specially reinforced mechanical arms glowed with dangerous red light.

With a swift stride, he rushed in front of Dawn Moon, the hydraulic System of his mechanical arms emitting a piercing shriek, and his ten fingers clamped down like iron pliers on two of the wildly swinging pitch-black tail stings.

"Creak—" The harsh sound of twisting metal echoed across the battlefield, and Zhang Ye's feet carved two deep furrows in the ground.

Brilliant sparks erupted from the joints of his mechanical arms, clearly pushing their power output to the limit.

"Cheng Xue! Now!" he roared, his voice hoarse and cracking.

The Human Weapon mecha piloted by Cheng Xue responded immediately; the silver-white war machine's back armor plates quickly unfolded, revealing a dense array of missile launch tubes.

"Full salvo!" Hundreds of missiles, trailing flames, whistled out, tracing deadly arcs across the sky.

However, Dawn Moon merely sneered, her remaining seven tail stings weaving an impenetrable defensive net in the air, intercepting the incoming missiles one by one, the explosion's fire illuminating half the sky in orange-red.

Huang Lei's Taotie mecha charged from the flank.

This massive, pitch-black behemoth opened its gaping maw, and the rotating alloy sawblades inside emitted a shocking hum.

The Taotie mecha's design philosophy was to "devour everything"; its high-frequency vibrating blades inside its mouth could pulverize even the hardest alloys.

"No! Huang Lei, get out of the way!" Zhang Ye sensed danger.

But it was too late—one of the tail stings not controlled by Zhang Ye suddenly changed direction, piercing into the Taotie mecha's open maw with lightning speed. The sharp tail sting, like a hot knife through butter, penetrated the entire cockpit, emerging from the back of the mecha's head.

"Boom!" The Taotie mecha, weighing tens of tons, crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Inside the cockpit, Huang Lei's eyes still held an expression of disbelief; blood gushed from the penetrating wound, forming a shocking pool on the internal control panel.

"Huang Lei!!" Zhang Ye's roar echoed, filled with endless grief and rage.

All the Transmigrators stared in disbelief at the Taotie mecha, which had lost all signs of life.

Cheng Xue bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her face; as a food lover, she had fallen in love with Huang Lei during their twenty years together.

But she dared not express her feelings.

She knew Huang Lei was a traditional man who valued family and children deeply.

Yet Cheng Xue was an extremely crazy woman who had killed her husband and died with her child.

But both of them, more or less, could feel each other's affection, and a subtle romance began to blossom between them.

Cheng Xue had even fantasized that after this great battle, she would cast aside all inhibitions and confess to Huang Lei, but now...

"Huang Lei!! I'm sorry, I love you, I love you!! I love you!!!!"

Cheng Xue was heartbroken and in immense pain.

Huang Lei, with his last breath, squeezed out a final tender voice: "Don't cry. If there's an afterlife, I'm willing to cook for you for a lifetime, make your favorite pork trotters, make your favorite egg tarts, make your..."

Drip—

The sound of life ending came from the cockpit; Huang Lei was completely dead.

Cheng Xue was overcome with grief, almost fainting.

Ah ah ah ah!

Zhang Ye was furious, he hated himself!! Hated his stubbornness!

His chauvinism, thinking he could solve the battle relying only on his martial Dao!

He hadn't even used the various weapons the Dwarf King had custom-made for him! Otherwise, it definitely wouldn't have come to this!

His two arms, ten fingers, stretched into slender mechanical tentacles, wrapping around Dawn Moon's nine tail stings: "Quick! Now, kill her!!"