Yuxia, Yusheng'er, and Yuxueli, three Celestial Kings, used the Sky Dao Mirror, the supreme ancestral artifact of the Celestial race, as their foundation, unleashing an unparalleled divine art to traverse ten thousand miles of void and arrive.
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"Celestial race!"
"Golden Crow race!"
"How is this possible?"
"Why did they suddenly arrive here?"
"This is the heartland of our Giant race..."
The dense figures that suddenly appeared in the sky were instantly recognized by the giants below.
"Disaster!"
Almost simultaneously, many giants wore expressions of despair.
Upon witnessing this, many giants were filled with hopelessness.
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If the Giant race had time to react and gather all their strength, they might still have been able to fight.
However, many giants were unaware of the situation.
They were already weaker than their opponents, and unable to gather their full strength, this battle was impossible to fight.
Standing on the city walls of the Giant King's capital, Wu Tao watched this scene. His face showed no fear, but instead, a trace of excitement stirred in his heart.
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From his perspective, the invasion launched by the Celestial race and the Golden Crow race was not a bad thing, but a good one.
This was because Wu Tao had already secretly brought his nearly 400,000 strong cultivator army near the Giant King's palace.
To be honest, even if the Celestial race and the Golden Crow race had not attacked the Giant race, Wu Tao himself would have found ways to provoke the Giant race into attacking them.
This was because, for Wu Tao, only by having these nearly 400,000 cultivators die off would his profits be maximized.
Wu Tao looked at the giants whose fighting spirit was somewhat low. He raised the Sun-Slaying Divine Bow and stood on the city walls, boosting their morale.
"Since the enemy has already reached our doorstep, war is inevitable. Behind these walls are your wives and children. Do you dare to retreat?"
"If you take even one step back today?"
"Tomorrow, your wives and children will become slaves, at the mercy of others!"
"For the future of the Giant race, are you afraid to die!!!"
"Do you not wish to leave a free future for your children?"
"Now, please, warriors of the Giant race, step forward. You fight not for others, but for yourselves."
"I swear here by the Sun-Slaying Divine Bow, as long as you hold on, reinforcements will surely come..."
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Upon hearing this, the giants in the Giant King's capital fell silent for a moment. Then, all the giants unhesitatingly gripped their weapons and let out roars towards the powerful enemies in the sky.
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"Draw your weapons, blades ready, aim the sun, heroes march forth!"
"Drums beat, sacrifices begin, heroes of the land all fall in battle..."
Countless giants hummed songs that only they could understand.
This was... a song the Giant race only sang when they were prepared to fight to the death!
It signified that they were ready to face death.
After exchanging glances, Yuxia, Yusheng'er, and Yuxueli waved their hands and unveiled the trump card of the Celestial race.
Dozens of pure white chariots of various sizes suddenly emerged from the void.
These chariots were adorned with countless cloud beasts.
As the Celestial tribesmen activated these chariots, boundless clouds and mist spewed forth, emitting a terrifying power that suppressed all directions.
With over a hundred Celestial tribesmen whose aura was no less than that of Nascent Soul cultivators, and these chariots combined, they were enough to easily annihilate a major human force.
"The Giant race shall be annihilated!!"
Countless winged Celestial tribesmen roared.
The Golden Crow race was no less formidable.
The sky above suddenly trembled, and immense divine power spread out.
With a roar, a colossal entity surged out of space, immediately covering a vast expanse of the sky upon its appearance.
"The Golden Crow race's Floating Battledisc!"
Wular's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.
He looked at the colossal entity floating in the sky.
It was an enormous, suspended battle disk.
From afar, the platform had numerous holes, and within each hole were rows of artillery.
The Giant race also displayed earth-shattering power.
A large number of Giant race priests chanted ancient incantations. Countless witch artifacts trembled, erupting with thunderous booms.
It was as if countless terrifying devils were simultaneously howling, and heaven and earth were roaring.
Waves of dark runes spread outwards like tides, distorting time and space wherever they passed.
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"
This series of bizarre sounds was truly overbearing. The Celestial and Golden Crow tribesmen felt as if countless terrifying thunderclaps had erupted in their minds, exploding their entire heads.
Their minds were violently shaken, their blood qi surged in reverse, and they felt as if they had been punched dozens of times in the chest.
Those Celestial and Golden Crow tribesmen who had already formed Golden Cores...
Fortunately, those who had not yet reached the Golden Core stage turned pale, spitting up mouthfuls of blood.
One by one, Celestials and Golden Crows plummeted from the sky to the ground.
With the sound of the witch incantation, tens of thousands of Celestials and Golden Crows instantly lost their combat effectiveness.
The power of the curse was immense and irresistible.
Screams echoed through the sky above the battlefield.
The Celestial and Golden Crow races, who had held an overwhelming advantage, were instantly slapped across the face by the Giant race. This initial show of strength was not light.
The might of the witch curse reigned supreme, looking down upon all things!!!
This time, the Celestial and Golden Crow races descended like gods upon the mortal world, their immense pressure instantly enveloping the entire Giant King's capital.
Their objective was none other than to utterly destroy the entire Giant race.
Therefore, Wu Xingtian did not hesitate and directly ordered the priests to act.
"The moment you chose to attack our Giant race, your fate was sealed. Cause and effect, the cycle of karma, you cannot escape death!"
"The birth of the witch curse shall be consecrated with your blood!"
Wu Xingtian sneered, sighing long and deeply. He had intended to preserve this method as a trump card for future generations, but now he was forced to use it.
With a grab of his hand, the blood-red witch curse book bearing Wu Tao's name appeared in his hand.
"Our Giant race has not used this supreme witch curse, 'Heavenly Decay, Earth Ruin,' for tens of millions of years since the ancient era."
"Today, the supreme witch curse 'Heavenly Decay, Earth Ruin' appears for the first time. To die beneath this supreme witch curse is also a form of fortune."
Wu Xingtian suppressed his anger and spoke word by word.