CHAPTER 260: CHAPTER 110: NEW FACTION - DARK MAGE_2

This must be some newly invented Dark Magic casting method, I must remember it and report it back. There might be a new school emerging within Dark Magic, named... Peeking Flow.

Though the casting method seems peculiar, the power is unbelievably strong!

The astonishment only lasted for a moment; at this life-and-death moment, humans in battle couldn’t afford much thought. The Heroic Spirit level warrior found the Necromancer at an instant and unleashed a brilliant spiritual light, shooting forth like a cannonball. The violent impact even triggered a sonic boom, deafening everyone momentarily.

This ambush location is evidently a battleground meticulously chosen by humans, narrow and confined, providing no space for the Dark Mage to hide or maneuver.

The explosive impact from the Tier Five Heroic Spirit level unit nearly reached its target within mere tens of meters after starting.

The human commander could even see his reflection in the Necromancer’s clear eyes, his majestic figure raising a double-handed longsword. The golden heavy armor carried an overwhelming spiritual light, dispelling the dark magic’s gloom, revealing a violently swirling thunder vortex.

Those eyes are so clear and bright that his reflection showed each expression detail, a face filled with terror and a despairing aura.

Time seemed endlessly stretched; the cheers of other human soldiers still twisted and fragmented in the sonic boom. Their arm-raising shouts were slowly swaying, everyone fervently and excitedly believing that with the commander’s longsword strike, both casters standing foolishly together could only be sliced in half by the commander.

But why was she smiling so joyfully, like a little girl who stole a candy?

In the next moment, a louder sonic boom exploded; the tall Heroic Spirit level warrior flew back with tenfold speed, plunging heroically into the deep earth, leaving blazing ice frosty tail flames!

The fervent cheers abruptly stopped, as if a massive sound wave had been silenced; all sound vanished from the world, leaving only a calm voice: "The charade ends here."

Once the voice ceased, the battlefield’s uproar, the screams, and brutal collisions in the mud pit, the armor’s twisted deformations, and bones crushing, all resounded simultaneously.

All human soldiers were left mindlessly blank, witnessing a huge and dreamlike contrast between the previous violent and overwhelming charge and the calm figure now standing amidst a peaceful battlefield, leading them to doubt whether they were dreaming.

Even in the epics they had read, the protagonist never had such an exaggerated performance! Lin Rui, fighting intensely within a barrier, had consumed a large amount of Spiritual Energy, now empowered with the Sevenfold Card, akin to the Son of the Divine.

Adding to the battlefield’s dreamlike state, the long pillars of frosty tail flames began shattering, sparkling prisms shot into the sky in all directions, transforming the battlefield into an unparalleled charming stage, with ice blade frost splendor dancing across the sky.

The price of witnessing this breathtaking scene was human lives! The ice blade fragments pierced through one human body after another, like bullets through watermelons, as blood and flesh exploded everywhere.

The hysterical screams finally brought the survivors back to their senses, realizing this wasn’t some beautiful stage; it was a most perilous hell!

"Retreat!"

"Retreat! Get on the war machines!"

"Don’t save the wounded; his thigh is broken; he’ll drag you all to death."

"Activate the war machines, retreat. Turn the guns and provide cover."

The surviving humans on the Asura Battlefield instantly realized their morale was shattered; they fled frantically, scrambling onto the backs of three war machines.

Not even stable standing yet, the three War Machine: Scorpion Roar Type II, lying flat on the ground before, suddenly rose to all fours, guns turned, and the three rotary barrels shifted from suppressing the undead to concentrating fire on Lin Rui.

Three armored vehicles the size of steel lion scorpions, heavy and fierce, leaped out of the battleground in a single bound, racing rapidly into the distance. Upon reaching the plain, they jumped into the air, knees bent, revealing tires at their joints, completing a swift transformation upon landing, and sped across the vast field, leaving trails of billowing dust.

Seeing the dozen human soldiers leaping onto the war machines’ backs, starting mechanical escape, Lin Rui was indeed awe-struck. These war machines surprisingly have such remarkable capabilities!

He had always thought war machines were just firepower-crazy turrets from murals, so after a moment of thought, he withdrew the impending Grip of Cyan Wave.

Curious about what other magical capabilities these war machines possess, he bounced his knees, jumped tens of meters into the air, while the Death’s Claw, circling above, swiftly flew to him, allowing Lin Rui to sit steadily upon its back.

The rare Death’s Claw, even without accelerating, had a flying speed under his physique exceeding Mach 1. He chased rapidly in the air, soon catching up with the three fleeing war machines.

Seeing Lin Rui riding the Griffin pursuing from the air, the humans shouted in fear and panic:

"Concentrate fire! Kill him!"

"If you won’t leave us a way to live, we’ll make you die!"

"He can’t fly, shoot down his Griffin mount; let it crash him to death. That’s our only way out."

Under the soldiers’ control, the lion scorpion’s rear precise components spun quickly, its mechanical axle rotated 180 degrees, instantly locked, stabilizing their posture, and the three six-array rotary barrels aimed at the pursuing Death’s Claw in the air.

The precise mechanical operation roared like a demon dragon; the three rotary barrels ferociously fired a silver-white barrage at the Griffin above.

Death’s Claw immediately activated Rapid Flight, leaving a perfect arc in the sky.

Yet, the war machines’ performance amazed; their rear mechanical axles rotated precisely and swiftly. After locking on the target, the axle needed only minor movements for the barrels to turn significantly, the ferociously showering bullets soon catching up to the Griffin’s trail, firmly locking onto it, the dense barrage further obscuring its figure.

"Hit it!"

"Great, we hit it!"

"Shoot! Keep firing! Shoot this bastard dead!"

"Avenge the commander!"

But the next moment, radiant gold light blossomed amidst the bullet rain, seemingly accompanied by solemn chants from the Divine Kingdom, sacred prayers of angels emanating within the barrage.

Within the gold light, a massive illusionary shadow gradually coalesced, a radiant archangel of unmatched beauty and noble purity projecting outward, like a shockwave spreading in circular waves.

The Griffin screeched excitedly, no longer dodging in evasive slides, charging directly through the thick cascade of bullets.

The excited human soldiers were almost staring their eyes out, what was going on here!

The firepower poured out by three war machines should have shattered even the most solid spiritual shield! No mage could withstand such damage.

Yet the opponent simply charged through with grandeur.

What’s more unbelievable was that the barrage fired by the three six-array rotary turrets seemed to have grown eyes, an endless stream of silver-white bullets shooting past the opponent, drawing a flawless outline around their silhouette!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of bullets pierced the Griffin’s feathers with raging airflow, yet none hit the mark!

Lin Rui sat firmly atop the Griffin, swinging his arm, pointing his sword at the humans atop the war machines, where three mirror images appeared on the backs of the three machines.

When this skill is released, it naturally appears from three different angles with three mirror images, but Lin Rui controlled it more precisely, so the mirrors appeared separately atop different war machines.

This scene seemed miraculous, even the Ghost King would be stunned by this spectacle.

The mirror images, wielding epic longswords, instantly slaughtered all humans atop the war machines.