Black clouds closed in on the valley where nearly a thousand Shamans lived. Hundreds of winged Sacred Bats could be seen densely packed together, and all of them had ferocious looks on their faces. Their sharp teeth were bared, and their eyes shone with a murderous red glare that covered the sky and earth.
These Sacred Bats looked incredibly terrifying. Not only were they completely black, they were also three times the size of a normal Shaman. They looked to be nearly twenty feet tall, and their arms were thick and strong, as if they possessed the strength to tear a person apart.
They did not have any clothes on their bodies, but were covered by an endless amount of fine feathers, making them look like long robes. Almost every single one of these Sacred Bats held a circular blade in their hands. Those blades were crimson red, as if they were dyed in fresh blood.
Roars reverberated in the air, and under the illumination of the bright moon in the sky, the Sacred Bats approached the valley where the Shamans lived like ferocious fiends.
"How is senior Tie Mu?" Nan Gong Hen, who had some white hair on his temples, stood on the balcony in the valley. He looked at the Sacred Bats coming from the sky and asked in a low voice.
"Senior Tie Mu is still asleep … He doesn't show any signs of waking up. He was injured too badly last time, and we don't have enough medicine here. Even if he wakes up, his power will fall by a large margin." After a period of silence, one of the dozen something people beside Nan Gong Hen said in a low voice.
"What about senior Hei Ya?" Nan Gong Hen sighed and continued asking.
"We sent someone to invite senior Hei Ya, but for some reason, he suddenly went into isolation and refused to see anyone. He even closed his cave abode …"
As they spoke to each other, the black cloud in the sky tumbled about and descended swiftly. At the same time, piercing roars filled with excitement reverberated in the air, and eight Sacred Bats charged down from midair towards the valley.
These eight Sacred Bats were incredibly quick, and they were about to close in on them. Nan Gong Hen glared at them, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.
The dozen something people behind him did the same. Some of them had even clenched their fists tightly, and a vicious look appeared on their faces. They were not the only ones. The Shamans who were hiding in the valley were also watching this scene. This was a nightmare in their dreams, but in their eyes, it was a cruel reality.
In the span of a breath, the eight Sacred Bats were already less than two hundred feet away from the top of the valley, but just as they charged another one hundred feet forward while roaring in excitement, a loud bang reverberated in the air, and an illusory screen of light appeared outside the valley. At that moment, that screen of light was rippling furiously, and the eight incoming Sacred Bats crashed into it.
However, they were not injured in the slightest. Their bodies were only jolted back more than a hundred feet.
"The Sacred Bats' strategy is still the same as before, there's no change. They're still luring our people out to fight against them, and from there, they'll treat us as their prey.
The strength of their physical bodies is equivalent to that of a Berserker at the peak of the middle stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm. Compared to the last time they came, they are slightly stronger. By my estimations, the next time they come, the strength of their physical bodies will be at the level of a Berserker at the later stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm. " There was a thin old woman among the dozen something people behind Nan Gong Hen. Her face was old and her eyes were bloodshot as she spoke in a low voice.
"The normal members of the Sacred Bats who came to invade this time have all become much stronger, then the Violet Thread Sacred Bats among them should have already reached the level of a Berserker at the later stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm."
As the old woman spoke, the screen of light that had bounced off the eight Sacred Bats in the valley started shining with a powerful light. These rays of light intersected with each other in midair and turned into a gigantic net that charged towards the eight Sacred Bats that had been bounced off, as if it wanted to envelop all of them within.
Yet the instant the net of light closed in on them, one of the eight Sacred Bats lifted his right hand and placed it on his chest. A complicated and difficult to understand incantation tumbled out of his mouth, and as those incantations reverberated in the air, the space behind that Sacred Bat was immediately torn apart and a gigantic blood-red bat rushed out.
That blood-red bat was several dozens of feet big. Once it rushed out, it let out a roar and charged towards the net. The instant they crashed into each other, the blood-red bat exploded and turned into hundreds of rays of red light that crashed straight into the net of light. The sky and earth roared and the net of light immediately shattered. The hundreds of rays of red light swam about in all directions as if they possessed life, looking like hundreds of crimson red ghosts.
"The strength of their divine abilities has also increased by quite a large margin. The difference compared to last time is very clear. Right now, these normal Sacred Bats already possess the power equivalent to a Medial Shaman in the middle stage …
"In this battle … if no accidents happen and if we don't give them any offerings, then as long as we can maintain the screen of light, then the chances of us winning will be six-tenths … But the price we have to pay will be the lives of three to five hundred of our tribesmen being drained by the screen of light," the old woman said in a low voice, and there was a hint of grief in her voice.
Nan Gong Hen fell silent. All the people behind him also fell silent at that moment.
At that moment, another dozen something people charged out from the dark, tumbling layers of clouds in the sky and charged towards the screen of light along with the eight Sacred Bats from before.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air. As the screen of light flashed viciously, there was a spot in the valley underneath that had been dug out. There was a gigantic Rune that was about a thousand feet in size there, and there were thirty Shamans sitting cross-legged on that Rune at that moment.
These Shamans were all skinny and their faces were pale. As they sat cross-legged, the power of the Shamans in their bodies was continuously sucked away by the Rune, turning into the source that supported the Rune's operation.
The Rune was not still, but was continuously flashing. The frequency at which it flashed was directly proportional to the rate at which the Rune outside was being attacked. As the Rune flashed even more violently, the thirty something Shamans shuddered, and some of them coughed up blood. When they swayed and looked as if they were about to fall, the people around them immediately went up to support them, and there were people sitting on the Rune again to maintain its operation.
The people who were supported also started exercising their breathing by the side without any hesitation, trying to recover as much of their strength as possible.
However, there were still a few of their tribesmen who laughed brokenly as their bodies rapidly withered away as the Rune continued flashing and absorbing their power. In the end, once they turned into skeletons, they turned into ashes and disappeared. All their lives and aura became a part of the Rune that maintained the Rune.
As time passed by, the number of Sacred Bats attacking the screen of light in the sky outside the valley had already reached a hundred. These Sacred Bats continued attacking the screen with strange cries, causing the screen of light to let out sounds that could no longer hold on, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.
"Sir, let's attack! There are already sixteen of our tribesmen whose lives have been sucked dry while maintaining the Rune! "Anxious words came from the dozen something people behind Nan Gong Hen.
Nan Gong Hen fell silent, then shook his head with a pale face.
Booming sounds reverberated in all directions, and after a moment, the number of Sacred Bats attacking the screen of light had already reached one hundred and fifty something people. Their roars were enough to make all those who heard them feel their hearts tremble.
"Wait a little longer. We only have one chance, we can't waste it …" Nan Gong Hen gritted his teeth and mumbled under his breath.
"Sir, there are already forty-three of our tribesmen who died while maintaining the Rune. If we continue waiting, the number of deaths will increase by leaps and bounds."
Nan Gong Hen looked at the nearly two hundred Sacred Bats outside the screen of light, then looked at the black cloud above them and gritted his teeth.
"Prepare the Fiend Bows!" As he spoke, someone immediately retreated swiftly, and in the span of a dozen something breaths, nine men walked out from some of the cave abodes in the valley.
These nine men were all Battle Shamans. They stood on the balconies outside their cave abodes and lifted their heads to look at the sky. Each of them held a large black bow in their hands.
Those bows were the height of a grown man, and the nine men each held one of them. They used all their strength to slowly draw the bowstrings, and at the instant they drew the Fiend Bows, three Spirit Mediums, three Soul Catchers, and three Thought Soothsayers walked out from behind these nine people.
The Spirit Mediums chanted softly, and immediately, a thick wave of aura of death gathered at the bottom of the valley and charged towards the Fiend Bows the nine Battle Shamans had drawn, turning into nine indistinct arrows!
The Soul Catchers opened their eyes, and waves of strange power that belonged to Soul Catchers reverberated in the air, as if their minds were gathered on the Fiend Bows and did not disappear for a long time.
The Thought Soothsayers closed their eyes, as if they were meditating. At the instant they did so, a white light immediately appeared in the enraged eyes of the nine Battle Shamans, as if they had lost their minds at that instant. Their white eyes looked empty.
"Draw the Fiend Bows!" Nan Gong Hen roared. At the instant his voice reverberated in the valley, the nine Battle Shamans with the white light in their eyes roared and drew the Fiend Bows a little further. Their shoulders and arms were torn apart, and as blood filled the air, they still persevered and drew the Fiend Bows completely before letting go.
Buzzing sounds instantly reverberated in the valley and rose into the air. At the same time, it was as if there were nine black dragons charging out of the valley at an incredible speed. They shot through the protective screen of light and appeared right among the two hundred Sacred Bats outside the screen of light.
Shrill screams of pain instantly rang through the area. With a wave of madness and an indomitable force, the nine arrows shot through the bodies of the nine Sacred Bats, and right at the instant the arrows pierced through them, the remaining force did not disappear, and they shot through them once again!
Booming sounds spread out, and all the Sacred Bats who were pierced by the arrows exploded with a bang, turning into flesh and blood that spilled everywhere.
Each of the nine Fiend Arrows took at least three lives. When the remaining force from the nine arrows disappeared, they did not disappear. Instead, they exploded with a bang, and as they did so, they turned into a layer of aura of death that enveloped the sky outside the screen of light.
"With the aura of death as a guide, release the power of the aura of death once!" Nan Gong Hen let out a loud roar, and the valley instantly trembled. Wisps of aura of death charged up from the ground and gathered together with the valley as the center, causing the entire valley to become indistinct.
At the same time, as the aura of death spread out in a large area, several breaths later, it turned into an explosion. With a bang, all the aura of death in the valley rushed out like a gigantic pillar of air that charged into the sky and crashed into the Sacred Bats. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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