Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 653 - 138 - Fierce Battle of Wits_1

Chapter 653: Chapter 138 - Fierce Battle of Wits_1

Whale Warrior Figo and Rana Warrior Ola Zouwang, two gigantic giants, charged out of the dark river and launched a desperate counterattack when the chilling blade of the blood elven Sword Chant had just opened the curtain of this blood battle.

While the agile bodies of the elven Sword Chants were still ten steps away, the Calyx Longswords controlled by their chanting, like bloodthirsty king cobras, cut through the water waves in the air, and swung out with a humming vibration, aiming straight at the lethargic expressions of the Undead Minotaur Warriors.

The three-foot slender blade stirred up a light and pleasing dragon chant in the rain. Every Calyx Longsword seemed to have its own life and soul at this moment. These sharp Calyx Longswords, obviously blended and forged with rare metals, were the epitome of death harvesting weapons, whether they were crafted by elven or dwarf artisans.

No wonder Xiao Cui was so amazed. These blood elven Sword Chants were indeed strong. In an instant, almost none of their sword strokes were wasted. Minotaur Undead Warriors, possessing only limited martial arts skills from previous lives and with sluggish reaction speed, were unable to block the lightning-fast flying swords with their metal totem poles. As a series of explosive sounds akin to squeezing a bladder of a Larza Beast erupted, the elven long swords that flew past from the air, bent in the air and plunged violently into the vine armour of the Undead Minotaur Warriors’ thighs. The hard vine armor couldn’t withstand the Calyx Longswords that pierced in an instant, and not only did they get perforated, they also sparked columns of faint black smoke.

Under the guidance of the chants and gestures sung by the blood elf Sword Chants, elven long swords acted like snakes spitting poison. Upon touching, they immediately retrieved, pulling out the wound with a swoosh, followed by crisp sounds of bone breaking. Dozens of Undead Minotaurs collapsed in an instant. While leg injuries couldn’t take away their combat power, almost half of the Undead Minotaur Warriors still collapsed due to the enormous force generated by the removal of the elven long swords from their wounds.

The horizontal range within the valley was at least a thousand yards. With such large distances, these Blood elven Sword Chants could have totally bypassed the Undead Antelope Warriors right in front of them. However, they chose to face them head-on, proving the confidence and courage of the high-ranking elven warriors.

The collapsed Undead Minotaur Warriors rose staggeringly on one leg, flinging the raindrops away from their Metal Totem Pillars, and slammed them towards the swarming gray dwarves. The blood elven Sword Chants, discarding the troublesome undead warriors, leapt spiritedly from the side gap over the pile of corpses and towards the direction of the giant’s cottage.

The crimson glowing swords danced and twirled in the air, mimicking a group of dancing spirit snakes. The eyes of the Blood Elves were wild and bloodthirsty!

Undead Minotaur Warriors, having one leg injured by the elf Sword Chants and struggling to stand, toppled rapidly in the clash of their hammers with the gray dwarf soldiers. Apart from the undead Minotaur Warriors that were still standing, a large number of gray dwarf soldiers flooded into the giant gaps, with unsuspected undead antelope warriors left unprotected and dislocation being just a matter of time. These elven Sword Chants indeed held a complete mastery over the subtleties of the battle situation!

"Damn!" Liu Zhenhan, clad in Mithril Armor, crushed a Sacrifice Scroll. Brandishing his knife, he yelled, "Attack them!"

Liu at this moment was undoubtedly at a loss, just now he was showing off tactics, amp up the intimidation to make the enemy weak, but unexpectedly he was calculated by the opponents instead, ambushing his army with a sudden rain and lightning attack, causing chaos in his ranks. Only his own team is complete, with the rest of his forces left to the will of the heavens, tactically speaking, it was a total mess.

Having come this far, Liu Zhenhan naturally couldn’t bother gathering the Antelope Warriors. Although he was a little timid in strategic decisions, his ability to adapt to the situation at hand was definitely wise. He immediately organized a counter-charge in an attempt to break through the stalemate of passive defense and gave the oncoming Antelope Warriors some room for adjustment - that seemed like the best choice right now.

Anyway, all the seeds here have already been transported back to Fei Lengcui. Whether to defend or not didn’t matter anymore, just look at how quick these Antelope Warriors could react.

The tight chain defense known as the Iron Lock Horizontal Array had already been removed, allowing the gray dwarves like floodwaters to divide their forces from both sides without barriers and flood over the makeshift corpses. They scattered into countless attack formations and rushed towards the Giant’s Cottage. A part of the gray dwarf soldiers, seeing this desperate small unit charge at them, swiftly began to enclose on them from both sides.

Liu Zhenhan found the fighting quality of these gray dwarf soldiers to be much better than that of the Antelope Warriors. They avoided the heart of the Undead Minotaur Warriors and charged through the blank defense area. They were able to flexibly decide on the spot to split their forces, forming a large enclosing formation, aiming to envelop his Beamon Militiamen from all four sides to annihilate them. Their intentions were quite clear.

The iron stakes and chains on the ground had caused a certain degree of delay to the movement of these fair-sized gray dwarves. Now, the brave Beamon militiamen wrapped with knife light had killed their way into the crowd. The Ring Spirit Knights were also put into the air by Liu Zhenhan, attacking the Cow-Eagle People together with the Musketeers.