Chapter 808 - 564: Blood Race?
The fires of war are not yet extinguished.
The walls of Linjiang City have long been soaked in smoke and bloodstains, the air filled with the smell of blood, smoke, and dust swirling together, choking enough to make one gag.
Li Shi donned Profound Iron Armor, Protective Profound Light flickering around him, deflecting arrows and falling stones one by one.
His voice resounded like a great bell as he commanded the army:
"Warriors! Break the city today! Capture Linjiang, expand the territory of the Supreme Dao, and fulfill the Celestial King’s trust!"
"Kill——!"
His subordinates responded in unison, their voices shaking the earth.
Now, Li Shi’s forces exceed a hundred thousand, yet he is always adept at quick battles, bringing only a few thousand elite Daoist Soldiers and Warriors to safeguard them on this occasion.
Everyone clad in Profound Iron Armor, seasoned by dozens of battles, long past their rawness, their eyes sharp as knives, their ranks as solid as iron, moving as fierce soldiers on the battlefield.
Below the city, battering rams crashed wildly against the gates, splinters flying; catapults hurled huge stones through the air, causing the walls to tremble; countless ladders were set against the city walls, with Daoist Soldiers swarming, engaging in a bloodbath with the defenders.
Even without using Talismanic Magic, this force was already unstoppable, the defenders retreating step by step, faces filled only with fear and despair.
...
No one noticed.
High above, the clouds churned like ink, with three figures silently suspended.
Blood-colored mist clung like living creatures around them, licking their robes in wisps and strands, their eyes cold and piercing, looking down indifferently at the battlefield below.
The gaunt young man on the left stared at the figure covered in Profound Light on the city walls:
"This is the Warrior of the Supreme Dao."
"Their ability lies in that layer of Profound Light, not weak in defense; even the explosion of a mortal’s True Strength can barely cut open a gap."
The burly man in the middle, his figure like a towering iron tower, enveloped by dense blood mist almost obscuring his form, spoke lightly:
"These Warriors, in overall strength, surpass our race’s Copper Blood but are a bit inferior to Silver Blood."
The effeminate young man on the right, with fair skin, had strands of blood smoke coiled around his fingertips, the smokes circling around and around. He chuckled lightly, his tone sinister:
"What a shame, their city’s Celestial Thunder, the intelligence gathered is too shallow."
"Looking at the traces of broken walls and ruins, the power of Celestial Thunder could threaten us Gold Blood, be cautious lest we capsize in the gutter."
The burly man nodded slowly, his gaze growing colder within the blood mist:
"Just be cautious."
"Take action!"
Before the words settled, the three figures moved simultaneously!
Buzz——
Blood-colored mist expanded with a boom, surging like a tide, three blood rainbows broke across the skyward curtain, falling like meteorites, the sound of their flight piercing sharply and hurting the eardrums, crashing down on the battlefield from the heavens with force!
Boundless blood fog spread instantly, shrouding the sky and blotting out the sun, the once clear sky suddenly darkened.
Cold and piercing air swept over the scene.
"Woosh——"
The wind swept the blood mist, with the smell of blood so strong, its cold gust stiffened bodies and chilled hearts, even each breath felt cold.
The civilians below the city cried out in fear, kneeling on the ground, hands clasped, foreheads pressed to the earth, chanting incessantly:
"Immortals! The Immortals descend!"
This astounding scene of flying in the sky shocked even the Daoist Soldiers of the Supreme Dao to the extreme.
Only the Warriors stayed loyal as iron, eyes showing no fear, only vigilance and boundless bloodthirst.
Sensing the approach of the opponents, they instantly realized—the newcomers were not Immortals, but enemies intent on taking their lives!
"Battle——!"
The Warriors roared together, Protective Profound Light swelled like small suns, blinding gold, charging viciously toward the three.
"Presumptuous resistance."
The gaunt young man sneered, his voice full of disdain, his form "whooshing" into a blood shadow, too fast for the naked eye, leaving only a blur of red light.
In the next moment, he appeared before a Warrior.
Five fingers turned into claws, dark blood mist coiling around the fingertips, a sharp "slash——!" tearing fiercely!
The Warrior’s Protective Profound Light torn like thin paper, producing a sharp sound, the fingertips penetrating the Warrior’s chest unimpeded.
The wrist twisted, then pulled fiercely!
A still-pumping warm heart was forcibly extracted from the Warrior’s chest, blood gushed out.
He brought the heart close to his mouth, taking a fierce bite, blood dripping along the corner of his mouth, eyes bursting with a gleam of ecstasy:
"A supreme tonic! This Warrior’s heart rivals the finest blood spring of our race!"
The Warrior’s eyes widened, face full of unwillingness, body collapsing to the ground, blood flowing freely and quickly dyeing the earth below.
The youth licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, shook his head with regret:
"Such waste!"
Before the words settled, his form flickered again, lunging at the next charging Warrior.
The other two, seeing this, also transformed swiftly into hunting Evil Ghosts, eyes full of greed.
The burly man strides forward, gripping a Warrior’s shoulder, sharp fangs piercing the Warrior’s neck, crazily sucking blood, a satisfied swallowing sound emanating from his throat.
The effeminate young man flicked his fingertips, shooting several blood-colored lines, accurately entangling the Warrior’s limbs, pulling them forward, also taking a ferocious bite, sucking incessantly, his face full of delight.
In just a brief moment, the two Warriors were drained into shriveled corpses, flesh wrinkled, eyes sunken, completely devoid of vitality.
The two licked their lips, greed in their eyes growing more intense, rushing like hungry wolves into the group of Warriors, beginning a frenzied hunt.
"Ah——!"
"Slash——!"
"Splurt——!"
"Thud——!"
The screams of the Warriors, the shattering sounds of Profound Light, the gush of blood, the heavy thud of bodies falling, intertwined together.
The scene was beyond grim, the air becoming increasingly saturated with the scent of blood.
Li Shi watched all this unfold, his anger boiling, the aura around him raging to the extreme:
"Demonic fiends! Despicable!"