Chapter 1561: Chapter 54: Unexpected Disaster_2
After all, compared to the various races on the continent, a single Magical Beast, no matter how powerful, is at a disadvantage.
To survive, they can only unite.
The intelligence of high-order Magical Beasts is no lower than that of humans, so they naturally won’t let themselves be defeated one by one.
The Giant Centipede Clan clearly violated a taboo. After occupying the Hundred Mile Corridor, they kept expanding into the surrounding mountains for more food.
The nearby Magical Beasts were slaughtered by them completely.
If the little ones are killed and the homeland is invaded, how can the Sanctuary Divine Beasts above stand by and do nothing!
The scene before us is a revenge battle initiated by the Warcraft Clan.
Looking at the Magical Beasts wandering around the camp, King Centipede had black lines appearing on his forehead.
Already confused by having to fight the Magical Beast Army, and now there are so many high-order Magical Beasts?
“Your Majesty, there is indeed a problem with the Hundred Mile Corridor!
Perhaps the two Human Kingdoms being separated by this area was not simply for strategic buffering, but out of apprehension of the Magical Beasts in the mountains.
Now our appearance has violated some internal rule of the Magical Beasts, resulting in retaliation from the Sanctuary Divine Beasts.
The Alpha Kingdom did not pursue us in victory, probably not because they feared our strength, but because they wanted to watch us clash with the Magical Beasts and gain advantage from our conflict!”
Prime Minister Javat analyzed with concern.
It’s too late to realize all this now. Whether the analysis is correct or not, the beast tide has already erupted.
Seeing the dozen or so Sanctuary Divine Beasts hovering in the sky, it’s clear that today’s matter will not end so easily.
Looking at the strongmen in his clan, King Centipede ultimately did not dare to order them to intercept these Sanctuary Divine Beasts.
It’s not easy to cultivate a peak strongman; they can’t be squandered casually. Two Sanctuary powerhouses have died on the battlefield before, and King Centipede still aches at the thought.
Trading the lives of clan strongmen for Magical Beasts is too much of a loss.
The most critical issue is: they can’t win!
In terms of the number of Sanctuary level creatures, the Centipede Clan does not have as many as the creatures in the sky.
After all, those creatures thrive on their innate talent, becoming Sanctuary Divine Beasts in adulthood, with no bottlenecks at all.
Especially with the denser elemental energy, the opportunities for some eighth-order Magical Beasts to breakthrough increased greatly as well.
As a longevity race, what’s most lacking is old relics. Only a portion has arrived, and no one knows how many Sanctuary Divine Beasts are in the entire Black Stone Mountain Range.
No matter which dominator rules the continent, none have dared to target these Magical Beasts, which says a lot.
“Your Majesty, we can’t let these beasts continue rampant!
The current plan can only imitate the previous humans, gathering a large number of eighth-order strong to cooperate with the respected elders of the clan to contain these Sanctuary Divine Beasts!”
Suggesting this, Howell’s heart melted with sorrow.
The night when humans used eighth-order strong to contain the Sanctuary level, he had witnessed how perilous the battle was.
If it weren’t for relying on Magic Potions to restore exhausted energy, at least half of the humans’ eighth-order strong who fought that night would have perished.
The enemy was able to retreat unscathed mainly because their own strong didn’t know the enemy’s trump card, intentionally delaying time hoping to exhaust the enemy without risk.
The miscalculation allowed Hudson to arrive in time, leading to the demise of his own two Sanctuary beings on the battlefield.
Replicating that great war now is very difficult. The Sanctuary Divine Beast count before us is greater than their Sanctuary powerhouses that night.
“Elder Golan, how strong are the Sanctuary Divine Beasts above?”
King Centipede asked with a heavy heart.
He couldn’t help but worry, as his clan’s all contains only seven Sanctuary powerhouses, yet thirteen Sanctuary Divine Beasts appeared above.
Clearly, it’s a deliberate act of bullying the centipedes!
“Apart from three with somewhat unstable auras who recently broke through, the rest aren’t weak. Among them, a few have strength comparable to mine.
If possible, it’s best to negotiate with them. As long as persuading these beasts to withdraw is possible, some sacrifices are worthwhile!”
Elder Golan responded immediately.
It was clear he genuinely didn’t want to fight this battle.
Arguing with this bunch of foolish Magical Beasts is just asking for trouble.
Unless all the Sanctuary Divine Beasts can be left behind today, future beast tides will likely always be with them.
And these attacks will only get stronger because Magical Beasts also seek reinforcements.
“How do we negotiate?”
King Centipede said tearfully.
He’s experienced in negotiations, but negotiating with Magical Beasts is a completely new encounter.
In the Earth Core World, not to mention seeing, he’s never even heard of such a powerful group of Magical Beasts.
“Order the clan strongmen to attack jointly, negotiating as they fight!
Sanctuary Divine Beasts’ intelligence is no less than ours. As long as you can demonstrate strength enough to threaten them, there’ll be a basis for negotiation.”
Elder Golan said slowly.
Deep down, he’d already started cursing, if he found out who brought these Magical Beasts, he’d absolutely tear them to pieces.
“Fine!
Send down the order, let all the above eighth-order strongmen in the camp act, they must contain the enemy’s Sanctuary.
Also, deploy every anti-air weapon available to provide as much support to the clan’s strongmen as possible, while also keeping the enemy’s Flying Magic Beasts at bay!”
With a series of orders given, even King Centipede felt the demands were somewhat excessive.
But there is no choice, the flames of war are upon them already, and there’s no way they can allow the enemy to continue to attack from overhead.
Compared to regular species, the Magical Beasts have far greater bravado, relying on their thick skin and solid bodies.
Ordinary bows and arrows pose zero threat to Sanctuary Level Magical Beasts.
Only special Magic Equipment can present a certain threat to the enemy.
For example: the Centipede Clan’s signature mounted crossbow, used together with the Demon-breaking Spear made of Mithril, can threaten the Sanctuary Divine Beasts.
The precondition, however, is hitting the target. Without hitting the target, no matter how powerful, it’s useless.
…
On the battlefield, Magical Beasts and Centipede Soldiers were already tangled in a melee. The scene was quite splendid.
In addition to engaging in close combat, the Magical Beasts also wielded innate magic.
Some breathed fire, spat ice, and cast lightning… transforming the battlefield into a colorful visual feast.
Unfortunately, no one could appreciate the spectacle, as many of the Magical Beasts entangled in battle were on the verge of going berserk, or indeed already had.
At the battlefield’s heart, an Ancient Wild Bull had already dashed back and forth through the centipede troops seven times, tearing their formation to pieces.
The Wild Bull’s body was pierced with three Long Spears, plus countless arrows. At a glance, it looked just like an oversized porcupine.
Yet the frenzied Ancient Wild Bull was completely unaware of these, as if the body wasn’t even its own.
Seeing this, the Centipede Commander hastened to organize a team to hunt it down, but the military’s experts had all been deployed elsewhere.
The Ancient Wild Bull, famed for its thick hide, was impervious to ordinary attacks.
While it seemed to have taken many arrows, the real threat came from the three Long Spears, as the arrows hadn’t even pierced its skin—those that stuck did so mainly because of the Bull’s dense fur.
Every charge saw a flurry of arrows fall, yet not a drop of blood could be seen, which was the best proof.
“Kill!”
The Centipede officer ordered coldly.
Regardless of the danger, they must advance, for the fleeting opportunity was bought by the clan’s strongmen with their lives.
The strength of the Magical Beast Army is not weak, yet this army fights based purely on instinct, with no coordination at all.
Once they are lost in bloodlust, frenzied Magical Beasts differentiate neither friend nor foe—that is the opportunity for the Centipede Clan.
The bloody battles raged on, blood already staining the earth red. The number of Magical Beasts on the battlefield continued to dwindle, as if the disaster was about to be overpassed.
Witnessing all this, King Centipede couldn’t feel any joy. On the ground, the battle favored the Centipede Clan, whereas the situation in the sky was the exact opposite.
In the blink of an eye, another Centipede Clan strong was torn in two and fell, tears wetting King Centipede’s eyes.
The Centipede who had just fallen was one of his personal guards, who had followed him for a full thirty years, now suffering a fate of body separation.
“Sky Blue King, the war has reached this point, with both sides suffering heavy losses. Are you prepared to perish together with us?”
Elder Golan demanded sternly.