The flying hammers swished across the air, and one after another, Jia Clan warriors fell heavily on the ground. Man Man's great strength, the heavy flying hammers, and the magical power created by the breathing earth, could truly kill any of these Jia Clan warriors.
Di Sha, Di Suo and Di Mo had brought over a thousand Jia Clan's warriors with them. These were the most powerful Jia Clan's big warriors among the three Blood Moon armies. Basically, all of them had already reached the level of Jia Clan's warriors, and with only a little bit of effort, they would become Magus-King-level warriors!
A surprise troop composed of over a thousand Jia Clan warriors could at least destroy a troop composed of tens of thousands of elite human warriors on the battlefield. No matter in terms of armors, weapons, or fighting experience, these Jia Clan's warriors were at an absolute advantage.
However, facing Man Man's flying hammers, these elite Jia Clan warriors were like eagles in a thunderstorm. Although they could spread their wings and soar into the sky, if they were not careful enough, they would be struck by the thunderbolts and turned into charred pieces of meat, falling to the ground.
Man Man gasped quickly for air, while streams of steam rose from her arms, making her look like a pot of boiling water. She grabbed the flying hammer and threw it for nearly a thousand times with all of her strength. Finally, her arms became limp and sore, and she stopped attacking with great difficulty.
The pair of flying hammers swooshed back to Man Man's side, lightly hovering around her like a pair of birds. Man Man laughed out loud while shaking her swollen arms. Streams of fiery light were flowing on her arms, and the strength of her arms was quickly recovering.
"Ji Hao, wait! Man Man will be fine soon!" Man Man excitedly waved her arms and yelled, "Soon, Man Man will be able to continue smashing these bloody monsters with those hammers!"
Man Man nodded and said seriously, "Who said that? Only dead non-humankind monsters are good monsters, this is absolutely true! "
On the empty area on the island that Ji Hao had just opened up, over five hundred Jia Clan warriors were lying on the ground. Among these Jia Clan warriors, over two hundred of the weakest ones had their bodies smashed into pieces by the flying hammers and died right on the spot. As for the remaining three hundred Jia Clan warriors, their armors and shields were either broken or had huge holes on them. All of them had been vomiting blood, lying on the ground without being able to stand up for quite a while.
In the past, only a ten-thousand elite human army composed of Senior Magi could possibly cause such a great harm to Ji Hao. But in Man Man's hands, this kind of damage could only be caused within the span of three to five breaths.
"What a monster!" Di Sha was shocked and enraged. His eye sockets were hot and sour, and tears nearly gushed out of his eyes.
Di Suo and Di Mo's faces darkened to an extreme degree. They looked at Di Sha simultaneously — Di Sha had to pay them back for this.
They had lost over two hundred Jia Clan warriors and over three hundred of them, and had lost over five hundred armors. Di Suo and Di Di Di, and had lost over five hundred Jia Clan warriors. They would never bear this loss by themselves.
Over two hundred people had died in the battle, over three hundred had been severely wounded, and over five hundred sets of armours had been destroyed. Di Suo and Di Mo would never bear this loss themselves, even if Di Sha was their cousin and they were from the same family, they would never take the blame for Di Sha!
Di Suo and Di Mo had spent over a thousand years to build up their power, but in each of their armies, they only had around a thousand Jia Clan warriors. This time, they had sent out a big half of their elite warriors for this surprise attack. Now that they had lost so many Jia Clan warriors, they even wanted to stab Di Sha to death!
But of course, before stabbing Di Sha to death, they had to pay for this!
If Di Sha didn't pay for the loss they had suffered today, he wouldn't even be able to die!
Gasping for air while tremblingly, Di Suo said in a creepy voice, "What a monster! This little girl is alive, I really like her so much! Aha, I will choose the strongest Jia Clan warrior and have a baby with her. The baby will definitely be extraordinarily talented! "
In the distance, Ji Mo, who was sent flying away by Ji Hao, was coughing intensely while staggering up from the ground. His wounds were slowly healing, and the Gold Crow flame on his wounds was slowly being absorbed by his body. Holding a deep breath, Ji Mo walked towards the battlefield step by step.
Di Suo threw a disgusted glance at Ji Mo, waved his hand and said blandly, "Useless trash, but more or less, a loyal slave. If you can capture these few little bastards, I will be extra merciful and forgive you for what you did today. "
Ji Mo glanced at the corpses, which were still twitching on the ground. Those were warriors of his scouting troop, who shared the same origin and bloodline as him. They had been together for over a hundred years. They fought together, drank together, talked about women together, and fought with warriors from other armies!
In this human army, which was filled with enemies, these warriors were the only ones that Ji Mo could trust, the only ones that he dared to trust, and the only ones that he was willing to entrust his life to. However, under the order of their master, they were killed as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs.
Kneeling heavily on the ground with one knee, Ji Mo growled out, "Yes, sir!"
After that, Ji Mo stood up and clenched his fingers. A heavy machete flew into his hand from the ground. He glared at Ji Hao in anger, while a raging flame of hatred surged straight into his head. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Why did you fight back? Why didn't you let us capture you alive? Why did you ruin our plan?! "
"If it weren't for you, my brothers wouldn't have died!"
Ji Mo growled out while leaping into the air and hacking down towards Ji Hao's head. At this moment, Ji Hao was his irreconcilable enemy. He blamed the deaths of his brothers on Ji Hao and the others!
"We didn't ask you to become the non-humankind's dogs!" Ji Hao growled harshly, "We didn't ask you to betray your own kind! We didn't force you to kill our people! We just wanted to live a good life in the land that belonged to our ancestors! "
A Gold Crow flying sword darted out and bumped against the machete held in Ji Mo's hand.
The Gold Crow flying sword let out a silvery caw, happily hovered around and flew back to Ji Hao's side. The machete held in Ji Mo's hand was shattered by the small flying sword, and the flying sword punctured his right shoulder, leaving a fist-sized hole on his shoulder.
Blood splashed in the air. Ji Mo growled at Ji Hao, "You ignorant barbarians, what do you know? The Yu Clan is the real owner of this world! You stupid human beings, how can you ever fight against the Yu Clan? How can you possibly rival the Yu Clan?! "
"Only by surrendering, only by wholeheartedly supporting the rule of the Yu Clan, can we live a fair and peaceful life in this world. We won't have to fight, we won't have to kill, we won't have to die, we won't have to …"
Ji Hao stared at Ji Mo with goosebumps all over his body. This kind of tone, this kind of words, he didn't want to refute even a single word!
"What a begging dog!" Ji Hao gave a long sigh, locked his fingers together and growled in a low voice, "Activate the magic formation!"
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