Chapter 723 - 217: The Three Calamities Gather, Ultimate Showdown_6
This is the Newbie Village in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range.
In the players’ eyes, it’s the battlefield with the highest combat strength in the current scene.
Many newbie players participating in the "legendary Newbie Village battle" for the first time were left dumbfounded, and the epic war scenes filled them with passion, planting the seeds of a future desire to return to the Newbie Village battlefield.
With the roar, all three sides exuded an extreme sense of oppression.
The center of the main battle line was the most intense area of clash among the three forces.
Damage-bearing Stream Players and Close Combat Players turned into an advancing steel flood, striding forward, every muscle on their bodies taut under the armored encasement, releasing surging strength as the muscles bulged.
A burly warrior, clasping a golden Battle Axe in both hands, leapt high into the air, his muscles tensing instantaneously like a fully drawn strongbow.
The Battle Axe, wrapped in golden air currents and a whistling wind, cleaved down upon an approaching Insect Warrior with the momentum of a mountain toppling.
The Insect Warrior, with a body fully covered in a hard shell, like a moving armored vehicle, swung its sturdy forelimbs to meet the attack fearlessly.
At the instant of collision between the Battle Axe and the insect limb, dazzling sparks burst out, and the huge impact sent both parties flying simultaneously.
The veins on the muscles of the Close Combat Player bulged, the Insect Warrior let out a muffled screech, and the ground beneath its feet was stamped with deep cracks.
The two figures then collided again, engaging in an extreme clash of Strength.
On the Black Tide front, a five-meter-tall Catastrophe Series Soldier engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight with players in their Stone Statue form.
Stone Statue Players continually absorbed strength, and the progress bar of the Life Soul Characteristic quickly grew.
When the accumulated strength reached the limit of endurance, the Stone Statue Player roared and slammed into the Catastrophe Series Soldier, the accumulated characteristic strength instantly erupting, blasting the Soldier more than ten meters back, plowing a furrow in the ground.
Over on the sides of the Insect Race and the Black Tide.
The Insect Warrior Tiger Steel Tooth was locked in combat against a Black Tide Doomsday Series Soldier, Sword-toothed Demon.
The forces tangled together, sharp claws and sword teeth tearing at the flesh and shell.
Tiger Steel Tooth’s claws embedded deeply into the bone armor of the Sword-toothed Demon, while the demon’s sword teeth pierced through Tiger Steel Tooth’s shell, reaching deep into flesh, with green blood and black bodily fluids mingling and flowing.
The surface of the sword-toothed weapon gleamed, beginning to devour Tiger Steel Tooth’s flesh and blood.
Meanwhile, Tiger Steel Tooth swiftly gathered the pheromones of the Sword-toothed Demon devouring the flesh, and the main brain behind began adaptive modifications on subsequent soldiers.
The individual combat powers of the three sides constantly clashed under the command’s will.
Zooming the local view out to a global perspective.
The Evil Moon hung high, bathing the entire battlefield in a dark red hue.
The earth, covered in cracks, resembled the fangs of an Evil Beast, long obscuring its original appearance.
Towards the battlefield, the endless Insect Horde enacted the ultimate art of slaughter.
In the sky, countless razor mayflies formed a death spiral, their wing blades overlapping and spinning, shredding passing Black Tide Demonic Spirits into scraps, engaging with the aerial combat forces formed by the Tianyu Clan players.
Behind the Insect Horde, tens of thousands of Steel Spine Stingers arched their shells, spewing high-pressure acid from the vents split open along their spines, exploding into an emerald poisonous cloud over the battlefield, transforming into acid rain that etched honeycomb-like holes in the fortress walls constructed by Catastrophe Series Soldiers.
From the Black Tide direction, the black mist surged, coagulating in the sky into a dark sky that blotted out the sun.
Evil Spirit Warriors continuously spawned, streaming uninterruptedly into the central battlefield.
Three plague giant beasts cast from bones emerged, spewing plague mists that neutralized upon contact with the Insect Race’s acid rain, emitting a "sizzling" sound.
The player army split into two torrential floods, respectively charging towards the Black Tide and the Insect Horde.
Just as the Light Shield-constructed defense line was about to be torn apart by the Insect Warriors, the Close Combat Players, primed for action, released Gang Qi, converging into a crimson ocean.
Rear players incessantly activated the Blood Burning Trait, bolstering the state of players about to charge.
Immediately, the muscles of the Close Combat Players swelled, akin to volcanoes on the verge of eruption, each muscle surging with power.
The veins on their necks bulged, Qi-Blood rumbling within their bodies.
The collectively beating hearts resembled war drums pounding ceaselessly, with a dense rhythm temporarily suppressing the sharp screeches of the Insect Warriors.
When the Light Shield Defense wall was shredded apart, the Close Combat Players charged forward.
The ground shook violently beneath their feet, as if the entire battlefield was on the verge of being stomped to pieces.
The Close Combat Players were like enraged wild bulls, charging with an unstoppable momentum, transforming into two steely torrents fearlessly rushing towards the Evil Spirit and Insect Warriors.
Attempting to sweep across both battle lines.
The blood spraying during the collision had not yet fallen before being evaporated into a crimson blood mist by the body furnaces in a high-temperature state.
With the blessings of Blood Burning and Extreme Speed, the Close Combat Players managed a temporary advance on both fronts before reaching exhaustion.
Yet they also succeeded in lengthening the battle lines.
The Star Network command was issued at this time, and at that moment, they swiftly turned and opened Star Shifting towards the designated target.
Domain Flow Players entered the scene, their Elemental Domains expanding from them as the center, with elemental bombardments instantly sweeping all life within the domain.
After this outbreak ended, the Damage-bearing Stream Players once again took the forefront on the second battle line.
The brutality of the warfare escalated continuously, with sounds of muscles clashing, weapons colliding, and frantic roars intertwining.
The central area turned into a life grinder, with lives extinguishing every second.
Warriors from all three sides feared not death, none would back down, nor would they evade.
Throughout the ordeal, they exerted maximum effort, engaging in high-intensity clashes.
The Lord of Jile, observing from the shadows, was completely stunned by this scenario.
Having studied countless races, the scale and intensity of the tripartite melee in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range region were not particularly great, yet each of the three forces had brought their power to the extreme.
He attempted to cut into one of the factions, following the command’s rhythm in simulations.
But as time passed, his brain’s ability to process information gradually couldn’t keep up.
No matter which side he switched to, it was the same.
He had once commanded wars involving more than a billion of his people, but could not manage the level of detail control presented in the three-sided forces seen here.
It felt as if every action of a single warrior within these forces was being simulated and calculated.
In his view, the War Commander focused on macro decisions.
Yet the behind-the-scenes commanders of these three forces managed the macro circumstances while also meticulously honing the details, accumulating advantages bit by bit through the details.
Until the advantage built through details utterly crushed the other two forces.
It even gave him an illusion.
As soon as one side issued a combat directive, the other two commanders began simulating numerous subsequent extensions of this step, then arranging responses in advance.
Throughout the melee, there was high energy throughout.
In mere seconds, multiple tactical changes occurred, with the three sides adjusting in response.
Many commands had delayed effects of several minutes until the Lord of Jile finally realized the reason behind that command step from minutes ago.
This was no longer a mere contest of strength but a mental confrontation among the three commanders.
He had no doubt that placing forces of equal combat strength on this battlefield would be instantly melted away by these three terrifying powers.
The extent of this war was simply absurd.
The three sides were not particularly strong, yet absurdly powerful.
The Horror Black Tide and Combat Insect Clan involved in the battle were also not ordinary.
He had observed Command Level Black Tide and Insect Race units of similar combat strength, which couldn’t manage this level of detailed command.
"Do these three forces have a massive disorder? Playing war in such a small region like this!"
At this moment, a Divine-level expert hiding in an independent space found his self-esteem slightly shattered.