Chapter 265
"Roar!"
Beyond Black Cloud, along the black stone beaches outside the Clear Wind Temple, a dense, chaotic tide of pale monsters surged ashore. They crashed toward the Undying Race's Black Army, which stood waiting in disciplined formation.
Massive behemoths spearheaded the assault, smaller creatures flooding the gaps in their wake. The tiniest among them burrowed straight into the earth, lying in wait to strike from below. The natural auras bleeding off the horde collided and smeared together into a suffocating miasma.
Without warning, spider-like flying aberrations dove violently from the sky, spewing wide swaths of corrosive green venom. It landed without discrimination, dissolving their own kind alongside the Black Army soldiers."Kill!" the Undying Race soldiers roared, raising shields and hurling spears. Among their ranks stood martial artists and Called Ones. Internal Force and Void Force coiled around the weapons as they left the hand, turning the volley into a dense black rain that drove upward into the airborne spiders. Scores of the creatures plummeted, only to be trampled to pulp by the charging four-armed giants behind them.
These giants were the horde's largest vanguard, each towering hundreds of meters tall. Every step made the earth tremble and left deep craters in their wake. Their pale skin was hardened like stone, and each of their four arms was encased in thick gray armor that swung wildly as they charged.
The Undying Race's lines collapsed swiftly. A few High-Tier Called Ones held—their Void Force just sufficient to repel the giants—but the rest of the soldiers were hurled into the air and broken apart.
The giants that punched through quickly met the non-human Black Army. The Elephant-men roared and surged forward, over a dozen swarming a single giant to drag it down. Armored Lion-men and Python Clan warriors moved up to reinforce the crumbling front.
Monster claws raked through armor and flesh, yet no one retreated. Behind the non-human vanguard, the human Black Army watched with hard eyes. Void Force fields saturated the air, laying at least ten layered defensive barriers across the vanguard. Ten distinct Internal Force buffs from Circulation Realm martial artists reinforced them further. Weapons and armor gleamed with the white light of Internal Force, wreathed in the warping, near-invisible distortion of Void Force fields.
Circulation Realm experts and those above formed dedicated long-range support groups further back. High-Tier Called Ones stood further back still—sustaining the buffs while staying vigilant, ready to encircle and cut down anything that broke through. Overhead, Moth Carriages banked through the smoke, ferrying Divine Officers to intercept the colossal airborne threats.