Search

Search by title or author

Chapter 92: Fierce Battle Against the Fourth-Tier Behemoth

The roar of the fourth-tier scaled beast pierced the entire battlefield, carrying a domineering psychic shockwave that swept across the south sector of the city wall.

The combined psychic barrier, which had been barely holding on, shattered instantly. The invisible shockwave struck several Sea of Consciousness cultivators directly. Two of them were immediately knocked unconscious and collapsed, blood streaming from their mouths and noses, completely losing their combat effectiveness. The remaining cultivators turned deathly pale, their Seas of Consciousness trembling violently, no longer able to凝聚 (condense/gather) the barrier.

The south sector's defense line was now completely devoid of psychic defense.

Without the barrier to block it, the Ancient Progenitor's psychic interference from underground poured down upon them unimpeded. The soldiers on the city wall instantly panicked, their movements developing flaws. Several climbing heavily armored scaled beasts seized the opportunity to flip over the wall, slashing their claws wildly and instantly tearing open a small gap in the defense line.

"Hold steady! Close-quarters team, fill the gap!" the instructor roared, leading a team to rush to the south sector's aid. However, they were entangled by dense swarms of low-tier scaled beasts and found it difficult to break free.

The fourth-tier scaled beast with the dark purple carapace had already reached the base of the city wall.

Its size was comparable to a small tank, its four limbs as thick as pillars. Its landing sent shattered rocks flying. The surface of its carapace was covered with scars left from years of fierce battles, its hardness far exceeding that of all ordinary scaled beasts. Faint, dark psychic halos swirled around the curved horns on its head, and every breath it took exhaled a foul-smelling white mist.

This was a true high-tier combat force, a sharp blade deliberately cultivated by the Ancient Progenitor to tear through humanity's city wall defenses.

"I will take the psychic impact. Old Chen, engage it in close combat to restrain it. You find the weak point to break its armor!" Jiang Tao instantly finalized their coordination, fully unleashing his fourth-tier Sea of Consciousness without reservation.

The psychic exhaustion from the previous underground battle had not yet healed. Forcing himself to operate at full capacity caused his meridians to swell and his cranial cavity to throb with agonizing pain. Bloodshot veins instantly covered his eyes. Yet, the heavy psychic barrier still expanded steadily, firmly blocking the front of the south defense line, stubbornly withstanding the psychic pressure of the fourth-tier scaled beast and the叠加 (superimposed) psychic disturbances from the Ancient Progenitor's remote attacks.

He had forcibly carved out a brief psychic vacuum zone.

"Leave it to me!"

Old Chen stepped forward in response, his long knife gripped tightly, his inner qi infused into the blade. His entire aura surged. Ignoring the low-tier scaled beasts pouncing around him, his gaze was locked solely on the fourth-tier behemoth that was about to scale the wall.

In the next second, the fourth-tier scaled beast forcefully kicked the ground. Its massive body soared into the air, crashing toward the battlements with the force of a thousand jun (a unit of weight). The sharp tips of its curved horns pointed directly at the center of the defending soldiers' formation.

Come on!

Instead of retreating, Old Chen charged forward, leaping to meet it, his long knife hacking down with full force!

Clang——!

The deafening sound of metal clashing against metal made everyone's eardrums ache. The blade struck the behemoth's shoulder armor, leaving only a shallow white mark. The massive recoil force numbed Old Chen's arm, tearing his tiger's mouth open and drawing blood. He was forced to retreat three consecutive steps.

The fourth-tier scaled beast landed on the city wall. Its heavy body made the wall tremble slightly. Its icy vertical pupils scanned the surroundings as it let out a brutal roar, its claws sweeping horizontally to slap directly at Old Chen's head.

This strike was incredibly fast, carrying the bone-crushing, rock-shattering power. A direct hit would undoubtedly mean instant death.

Just as the claws were about to reach his body, a slender yet swift figure suddenly flashed into view.

Lin Yan exhausted the ancient martial arts footwork, his figure as elusive as a shadow. He precisely贴 (stuck/glided) to the side of the behemoth, avoiding its frontal锋芒 (edge/force). His short blade pierced accurately toward the junction of the armor at the beast's armpit.

This was the only weak point in its entire armor!

Puchi!

The short blade smoothly pierced in by an inch, and thick, dark green blood instantly spurted out.

Agonized and enraged by the pain, the fourth-tier scaled beast abruptly twisted its massive body. Its tail, as hard as a scale whip, lashed fiercely toward Lin Yan. This attack covered an extremely wide area, sealing off almost all space for evasion.

Lin Yan did not贪攻 (greedily press the attack). The instant he struck, he immediately retreated, using his footwork to dissipate the force, barely dodging the sweeping scale whip. The whip smashed into the concrete of the city wall, directly blasting a shallow crater and sending rubble flying in all directions. The destructive power was terrifying.

"Weak point locked! Armpits, eye sockets, and the cervical spine at the back of the neck!" Lin Yan quickly called out the vulnerabilities.

Continuing to stubbornly withstand the psychic pressure, Jiang Tao roared in a hoarse voice, "Its psychic core is in its head! I can briefly imprison its mind and create an absolute kill window for you!"

As the words fell, Jiang Tao condensed his Sea of Consciousness power to its absolute extreme. No longer spreading out a large-scale barrier, all his power condensed into a pure psychic lock that instantly wrapped around the fourth-tier scaled beast's Sea of Consciousness.

Weng!

The massive body of the fourth-tier scaled beast suddenly stalled. Its brutal movements froze for a split second, and its pupils briefly lost focus.

Just a single instant—that was the ultimate opportunity for a kill!

"Now!"

Lin Yan's figure surged forward again. This time, his third-tier Sea of Consciousness was fully channeled into his body. Psychic threads wrapped around his short blade, breaking through the outer layer of flesh and blood to precisely lock onto the connection point of the cervical spine at the back of the behemoth's neck. Ancient martial arts inner qi flooded his arm, and all the strength of his body converged onto the blade!

Old Chen charged up simultaneously, his long knife hacking down from the front, stubbornly forcing back the struggling head of the behemoth and死死 (firmly) restraining its movements.

The two elite close-quarters fighters, one in front and one on the side, coordinated perfectly, sealing off all escape routes for the behemoth.

Kacha!

The crisp sound of shattering bones echoed across the city wall.

The massive body of the fourth-tier scaled beast convulsed violently. The fierce light in its eyes quickly faded, and its raised head dropped heavily. Its enormous body crashed onto the city wall with a loud thud, splattering blood and gore everywhere.

The high-tier threat had been successfully eliminated!

Yet, the three of them did not relax in the slightest; if anything, their hearts grew even heavier.

A single fourth-tier scaled beast had required the desperate, combined efforts of the squad's three top elites to slay. And looking across the entire wasteland, deep within the pitch-black beast tide, one after another obscure yet formidable psychic fluctuations lit up—there was more than just one high-tier behemoth.

The Ancient Progenitor had emptied its coffers, throwing all its hibernating, cultivated high-tier combat forces onto the battlefield.

Jiang Tao released his tightly furrowed brow and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, mixed with specks of blood foam. "We can't hold out... There are at least seven or eight more of these high-tier beasts, advancing toward various parts of the city wall."

At the same time, desperate battle reports came through the communication channels one after another.

[East sector of the West Bastion's city wall breached! Beast tide has entered the city! Urban warfare has begun!]

[West Bastion's ammunition is over half depleted! Sea of Consciousness cultivator casualties exceed thirty percent!]

[South Bastion is under cluster impact from high-tier scaled beasts! Defense line is on the verge of collapse!]

All six major bastions were in critical condition across the board.

Panshi City, as the main city with the strongest combat power and thickest defenses among the six bastions, was already fighting so brutally. The situation in the other cities was unimaginable.

Deep underground, in the resonance rock cave, the Ancient Progenitor sensed the fall of its fourth-tier vanguard. Its thoughts were completely devoid of emotion, leaving only a cold, indifferent apathy.

"The death of one vanguard is trivial."

"Continue pressing forward. Accelerate across the entire line. Exhaust humanity's elites, drain their ammunition, and shatter all their Sea of Consciousness barriers."

"I want to see how long you can hold out."

With the order issued, the beast tide on the wasteland accelerated once again. Several fourth-tier scaled beasts of similarly massive proportions slowly walked out from the rear of the beast swarm, advancing from different directions to press against the entire circumference of Panshi City's walls.

The pressure on the defending troops on the city wall instantly doubled, and everyone's breathing grew heavy.

Lin Yan stood on the blood-stained city wall, gazing at the tide of high-tier behemoths closing in from all directions, his grip tightening on his blood-stained short blade.

There was no path of retreat.

Behind him were the city, hundreds of thousands of civilians, and the last remaining bastion civilization of humanity.

Even if they fought until their strength was exhausted, even if their Seas of Consciousness shattered, they had to hold the line to the death.

A new round of high-tier battles to the death had descended.

End of Chapter.
DMCA.com Protection Status