Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 732 - 512: Advancing Alone into Enemy Territory_2

Chapter 732: Chapter 512: Advancing Alone into Enemy Territory_2

Gaven addressed the Goliaths and Hobgoblin Giants gathered around him, "The objective of this mission, I believe your captains have already told you, so I won’t say much more. I only want to emphasize one point, in a moment, we will be penetrating deep into enemy territory alone. If you want to win, if you want to survive, we must stand united, we must destroy the Demon Altar, and secure ultimate victory. Only then will our Priests have a chance to resurrect you."

After teleporting, we’ll split into two groups.

General Blood Claw, you’re in charge of leading the Blood Claw Guards to protect Lord Zalanda. Before Revenge Storm is cast, you cannot allow any Demon or Troll to get close to her.

Commander Susie, you’ll lead ten Trap Makers, flanking my sides, each carrying four Dragon Tremor Bombs, responsible for the demolition of the Demon Altar.

Ms. Kellysha, the Goliath Battle Group you lead will be in charge of escorting me and the Trap Makers as we approach the Demon Altar for demolition work.

This is the basic tactic. As for the rest, adapt flexibly. Any questions?"

"No," everyone responded in unison.

"All units, prepare for combat, move out." At Gaven’s command, a Magic Aura flickered on all the chosen soldiers.

By the time they came to their senses, they were already engulfed in a mist of blood.

The visibility wasn’t so bad as to not see one’s own hands, but the sight was severely hindered. With each breath, a sweet and metallic rust taste filled their mouths and nostrils, followed by a thick stench as if they were standing in a fetid pool that had been fermenting for countless years.

This smell wasn’t something ordinary people could bear; those with a weaker Constitution would end up vomiting their guts out.

Gaven had no intention of making his soldiers endure this; he had come prepared, with most of them wrapping a wet cloth around their faces.

The Gnoll Trap Makers were more professional in comparison, pulling down the dust and poison gas masks attached to their helmets. This equipment was standard among Gnolls of the Dragon Oak Territory, providing not just protection from poison and dust, but also shielding their eyes, facilitating their activities on the surface during the day. As nocturnal creatures, they are extremely sensitive to sunlight.

Among them, the Gnolls had the lowest Constitution, and were the most susceptible to these invisible attacks. The others, whether Goliaths or Hobgoblin Giants, had an average Constitution above fifteen, and their natural resistances were high enough that, aided by the wet cloths, they all withstood this most difficult challenge.

Beyond that, many felt their movements to be unusually sluggish, more so for those with higher Perception, as if they were no longer in the Material Plane, but in the Abyssal Plane, in the Demon Prince Di Gaomorgan’s demonic gut, surrounded by raging Demons.

Even if not, it was nearly the same.

This place was neither the Material Plane nor the Abyss.

It was a rift, a crevice created by the Demon Altar using souls and flesh, located between the two realms.

"Humans, so many powerful humans, these are powerful souls."

"I smell fresh souls, nobody dare compete with me, they are mine."

"Back off, they’re mine, all mine."

"Idiots, let’s kill them first."

"Kill... for the fresh souls..."

Gaven and his team had thoroughly scouted the terrain around Blood Gorge previously. Zalanda, with his ability to direct his troops, paid particular attention to this area. The location of the Demon Altar had only been glimpsed briefly before but had still allowed for a fairly accurate teleport.

Despite the obscuring blood mist, they couldn’t see the Demon Altar, but they felt the powerful evil fluctuations emanating from it. The straight-line distance would definitely not exceed one hundred meters; they were now positioned directly in front of the Demon Altar.

Precise teleportation meant that they had penetrated directly to the heart of the vast Demonic army. From all sides, Demons originally surging toward the depths of Blood Gorge turned around.

Upon the teleportation, the Demons were momentarily stunned, but quickly recovered, letting out excited howls as they all changed direction, hurtling toward Gaven and his team. Though such teleportation tactics were not common, they were certainly not rare to these Demons, who showed no great surprise.

But the Demons caught in the teleportation ambush were taken by surprise, initially suffering the full force of the attacks from two or three nearly Transcendent, Transcendent Combat Profession Practitioners. The non-Transcendent Demons all fell on the spot, and those above Transcendent just tanked an extra round before falling too once the other Goliaths and Hobgoblin Giants settled their own adversaries and joined the fray.

"Proceed with the plan, cast Revenge Storm to the north of the Demon Altar, Goliath Battle Group follow me with the charge." Gaven, having donned his battle gear, did not immediately activate a series of Special Abilities, not even unleashing the Death Roar, but instead held the Crown Shield in one hand and a spare +1 Magic Longsword in the other as he led the charge at the forefront.

In such an extended conflict with an unknown duration, the trump cards had to be reserved for those powerful opponents and not wasted on these cannon fodder.

With the dual damage reduction properties of Crown Shield and Combat Armor alone, not to mention the non-Transcendent Demons, many Transcendent Demons couldn’t breach his defense.

Any attack directed at him, whether it broke through the defense or not, was considered an attack, accumulating stacks of the Revenge BUFF.

Even without the accumulated Revenge BUFFs, Gaven’s attacks carried a formidable lethality against those Demons because he possessed a passive Special Ability, Demon Hunter, which inflicted an additional 3D6 damage on Demons, an ability derived from his previous Milestone of Destiny as the Black Reaper Terminator.