Pei Yan was not planning to give the enemy a moment to breathe. Immediately after Ye Ruozai launched the attack, he brought out one of his biggest trump cards - the full-power Equal Particle Cannon that could only be fired once - intending to decide the outcome once and for all without having ever used it in the rounds of attack beforehand.

A dazzling beam of light cut across more than half of the battlefield. The powerful impact force dispersed the swirling dust, and the searing heat crystallized the ground. The residual force of the Equal Particle Cannon, after piercing through the enemy's formation, struck a small hill outside the front line, leveling half of the hilltop.

All the Demon Race members on the battlefield gasped at the sight of these two rounds of attack. While feeling fortunate that the person unleashing such attacks was an ally, they also understood why the other side dared to claim that just four of them could stand against their alliance.

Seeing this, Bailang licked his dry lips. Although he believed no one could have survived these two rounds of attacks, to be safe and to show the Demon Race's role in this battle, he still waved his long-stiffened left hand in the air.

Following Bailang's command, two Warlock strong points primed on the hillside launched their final attack. Two beams of pitch-black light streaked across the battlefield, descending onto the Disaster Legion's original position. The longsword that had been half-melted by the Equal Particle Cannon encountered these two beams and quickly corroded into dust, leaving no life or vegetation in its path.

"Mr. Shitang, earlier I heard your request being relayed by the messenger, but I'm afraid this time you'll be disappointed. I don't think there will be any prisoners surviving such attacks!" In a good mood, Bailang straightened up on his horse and teased Pei Yan who landed beside him.

"Phew!" Pei Yan shook his head and exhaled a long breath. The tension in his nerves since the war began finally relaxed. He pulled a cigarette box from his pocket, placing a cigarette in his mouth, and chuckled lightly, "It's fine. Aren't there still Red Armored Warriors left defending the bottom of Napas Valley? Their small numbers are just right for us to encircle and capture alive."

After saying this, just as he lit the cigarette in his mouth, a sudden sense of crisis struck his heart. Reacting swiftly, he looked up and was shocked to find one person still standing in the midst of the ravaged position.

"Quick! Disperse! Everyone spread out! Do not gather together!" Kodwen's voice came from afar. Pei Yan turned to see him shouting loudly in fear, but his voice was soon drowned out by the celebratory cheers of Demon Race soldiers who believed they had won.

At this moment, the heavily damaged Armored Warrior first cast a hateful glance at Pei Yan, the culprit of this war. After a brief collision of their gazes, the warrior quickly shifted his eyes; through the recent battle, he realized that this man encased in steel possessed outstanding mobility, making it impossible for his attacks to land accurately.

Following the Armored Warrior's shifting gaze, Pei Yan soon spotted his next target - Sifuer, who was heavily surrounded outside the battlefield! An enemy core commander had now undoubtedly become the best target for revenge.

"Xia! Quick! Iron Wall Defense! Bailang!" After issuing the command to Xia, Pei Yan turned and ran towards Sifuer. Similarly, having realized the same thing, Bailang was already pale-faced and frantically ordering all Demon Race soldiers to guard Sifuer.

No matter how great a victory a battle yields, if their leader is taken out by the enemy, it all becomes meaningless. Pei Yan clearly understood Sifuer's importance; losing her meant that it would take an unfathomable amount of effort to cultivate another obedient ally.

Although Pei Yan reacted swiftly, he was still a step too late. The Armored Warrior swung his large hand, casting a mass of red liquid from within his body, which streaked across the battlefield towards the still-excited Sifuer.

Sifuer was not without a response. When she saw the red liquid coming, she immediately crystallized herself and struck it down. The longsword effortlessly sliced through the liquid, causing droplets of red liquid to scatter over Sifuer.

Initially, Sifuer didn't notice anything unusual, but as she prepared to pull the reins and turn her mount around, she was horrified to find her body, along with the eight-legged giant beast beneath her, petrified as though turned to stone. She wanted to call for help but found she could no longer produce any sound.

"Hey! Sifuer! Sifuer! What's happening to you?" Pei Yan landed in front of the horse, cautiously reaching out to push at Sifuer, discovering that she and the eight-legged beast were fused together, rooted to the ground as if nothing could move them.

"What the hell is this?" Pei Yan exclaimed, feeling at a loss.

"Crystallize! Crystallize! Form a defense array to protect the lord!" Bailang shouted, scrambling and tumbling to reach Sifuer's side, standing in front of her and loudly commanding his subordinates to encircle and protect her.

"It can't be stopped, it can't be stopped! Get everyone to disperse, otherwise more will be lost!" Kodwen stammered, sweating profusely and muttering to himself shakily.

Pei Yan stepped forward and grabbed Kodwen by the neck, shouting furiously, "Speak! What's going on?"

"This is the Disaster Legion's final retaliation tactic. All Armored Warriors concentrate their defense power, absorption, and self-healing on one individual. After the counterattack, whether it succeeds or not, that individual will die, having borne an overwhelming amount of power," Kodwen replied, trembling.

"So what's Sifuer's situation now?" Pei Yan roared, veins bulging.

"It's the Disaster Legion's targeting method. There are only two ways to lift it: either the caster dies, or the target does." After saying this, Kodwen seemed as if his spine had been pulled out, collapsing to his knees.

"Why? Why? Before the battle, I asked for all detailed information about the Disaster Legion! Why didn't you tell me?"

"This rarely happens, I had never encountered it. I merely heard it from brothers who retreated from other battlefields. I thought...," Kodwen stuttered.

Before poor Kodwen could finish, Pei Yan kicked him on the shoulder and cursed angrily, "You thought, you thought! If your lord survives today, your life will still be here. If she dies, go find a tree, get a rope, and hang yourself!"

Ignoring Kodwen, who couldn't even get up from the ground, Pei Yan strode over to Xia and shouted, "Xia, Iron Wall!"

Answering without hesitation, the already-prepared Xia summoned one iron wall after another, descending from the sky to block the open space in front of Sifuer.

At the same time, on the battlefield, the Armored Warrior slowly raised his right arm, his finger pointing directly at Sifuer.