The tragic sounds of battle filled the heavens and the earth, impacting everyone's ears and even their nerves.
Not everyone could withstand such a mental impact.
Paige and the others had experienced many wars and were used to such scenes. However, their expressions were very solemn.
Judging from the scene in front of them, this battle was not going to be easy!
There were too many dark apparitions. There were at least 150,000 of them. They kept charging over from the distant horizon like a black wave.
Even martial artists like them, who were active on the battlefield all year round, rarely saw such a scene.
At that moment, the Eagle XIII battleship slowly landed. Wang Teng and the others walked down from the battleship and entered the third frontline defense base.
The commander here, General Tuttle, was an old acquaintance. Due to the previous mission, General Tuttle personally came out to welcome Wang Teng when he arrived.
"Major Wang Teng, I didn't expect you to come too." General Tuttle stood behind the defense wall and looked at Wang Teng and the others walking over. He was pleasantly surprised.
General Tuttle was one of the few people who knew that Wang Teng could deal with the Devil Egg.
If he could even deal with the Devil Egg, he would naturally have a way to deal with the dark apparitions.
In his opinion, just Wang Teng's team alone was enough to fight against ten teams of martial artists of the same level.
"General Tuttle!" Wang Teng bowed and didn't say much. He directly asked, "General Tuttle!" "How's the situation?"
"Our martial artists have been fighting for almost an hour and killed 10,000 to 20,000 low-level dark apparitions. However, as you can see, there's an endless stream of low-level dark apparitions behind us. The situation isn't optimistic." General Tuttle shook his head and gritted his teeth. "What's wrong with these dark apparitions? They suddenly sent out so many low-level dark apparitions to exhaust us."
Wang Teng was no stranger to the dark apparitions' combat style.
The dark apparitions' favorite method was to use the low-level dark apparitions to attack first and exhaust their combat power. When the dark apparitions' combat power was almost depleted, the high-level dark apparitions would launch the final attack.
To put it bluntly, the low-level dark apparitions at the front were cannon fodder. They didn't have any intelligence and were transformed from the dead creatures of the Light Faction. They were like walking corpses. If they died, they would die …
No!
It should be said that they were already dead. They were just shells controlled by the darkness.
This was the most disgusting thing about dark apparitions — desecration of corpses!
Wang Teng looked at the dark apparitions outside the defense wall and suddenly froze.
Does General Tuttle have some misunderstanding about low-level dark apparitions?
The dark apparitions outside were not low-level at all. They were at least 10-star to 13-star Star Apprentice, which was equivalent to 10-star to 13-star warlords on Earth. Some of them were even planetary states.
Such power was enough to destroy Earth hundreds of times over.
If such a terrifying dark apparition had appeared on Earth, it would have been destroyed long ago.
Fortunately, Earth Star's space couldn't withstand the arrival of so many powerful dark apparitions. Once it exceeded its capacity, the first to be annihilated would be the dark apparitions that had forcefully arrived.
Therefore, Earth Star was barely able to hold on for several decades.
"They should be here for the Fiend Egg." Wang Teng took a deep breath and answered General Tuttle's question.
"Devil Egg! No wonder. " General Tuttle came to a realization. Then, his expression turned ugly. "In that case, I'm afraid they won't retreat so easily."
"General, is there anything you need our team to do?" Wang Teng could sense the seriousness of the situation, so he went straight to the point.
"There's no hurry. Let's wait for this wave of low-level dark apparitions to finish attacking," General Tuttle said.
"Okay!" Wang Teng nodded and looked outside the defense wall.
At this moment, the dark apparitions outside were constantly attacking the defense wall. Runes on the defense wall had been activated, forming a thick yellow earth-element defense shield. The dark apparitions bombarded the shield, causing ripples to appear and spread in all directions.
The heavy weapons on the defense wall launched attacks, but they could only attack the dark apparitions further away. The dark apparitions that came to the foot of the defense wall could only be blocked by martial artists.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Amidst the battle cries, a large number of martial artists rushed out of the defense wall and collided with the dark apparitions.
These martial artists didn't simply charge and block the dark apparitions. Instead, they formed a battle formation in an orderly manner.
The people in front held up their shields to block the dark apparitions' attacks. It was very troublesome to be injured by the dark apparitions. Even if it was only a minor injury, there was a risk of infection.
The martial artists at the back held long spears and kept stabbing, exploding the dark apparitions' heads or hearts, completely sending these infected bodies to death.
Wang Teng wasn't unfamiliar with this kind of formation. In ancient wars on Earth, such formations often existed.
It was simple and crude, but it was very effective.
However, it wasn't easy to form a team of martial artists that was made up of spearmen and shieldbearers.
There weren't many martial artists who used spears.
This was because spears were difficult to use. The longer the weapon, the harder it was to control. Without a certain level of talent, using a spear was simply suicide.
Not only was it difficult to use, but it was also easy to expose flaws and be killed by the enemy.
Wang Teng had an emperor-level spear talent, so he was very clear about this.
However, thinking about the population in the universe, it didn't seem difficult to gather such a large number of martial artists who used spears.
After a few rounds of attacks, the battle formation on the outside started to retreat toward the defensive wall. Another battle formation went up from the back.
This kind of battle had already lasted for an hour. It was no wonder that General Tuttle said it was a fierce battle.
Even for martial artists, it wasn't easy to fight in such a way. Just the consumption of Force alone was enough to put them in a difficult situation.
After all, the enemy was a senseless dark apparition. Dark apparitions could attack endlessly, but martial artists couldn't.
If they didn't rest in time to recover their physical strength and Force, they wouldn't be able to fight a protracted battle with the dark apparitions.
That was why they used the wheel tactic. They didn't wait for the martial artists' Force to be depleted, and another person would go up.
For a martial artist, the recovery speed of half of the Force in their body was different from when they were completely depleted.
If they only used half of their Force, their recovery speed would be much faster, and they would be able to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations.
After all, the battlefield was constantly changing. If the dark apparitions suddenly launched an all-out attack and the human martial artists exhausted too much of their Force, the consequences would undoubtedly be fatal.
Just as Wang Teng was observing the situation on the battlefield, battleships arrived at the third front line from the rear of the battlefield one after another.
Obviously, other than Wang Teng's team, other martial artist teams had also arrived at the third front line to provide reinforcements.
These teams weren't personally received by General Tuttle. Not everyone received the same treatment as Wang Teng. They were directly assigned by the officers below. Very quickly, they were thrown into various positions on the defensive wall to deal with the upcoming battle.
Time passed slowly. Wave after wave of low-level dark apparitions were blocked. The Light Faction's martial artists also suffered a lot of casualties.
Explosions reverberated throughout the battlefield. The previously dried up ground was once again soaked in red and black blood, turning into a nauseating black-red color.
"Demon Moth Race dark apparitions!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the battlefield.
Everyone's expression changed slightly. They looked toward the sky and saw a black fog floating toward the defensive wall.
In the black fog, many ferocious-looking Demon Moth Race dark apparitions were faintly discernible.
These were the true high-level dark apparitions.
These dark apparitions were not only intelligent but also had their own innate skills. They were extremely difficult to deal with.
General Tuttle's expression changed.
Obviously, from this moment onwards, the true attack of the dark apparitions would begin.
"Wind element martial artists, get ready to blow away the poisonous fog. Other martial artists, cover. Don't let the Demon Moth Race dark apparitions get within 300 meters of the defensive wall," General Tuttle ordered loudly.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
One by one, the martial artists immediately rushed into the sky from behind the defensive wall and faced the group of Demon Moth Race dark apparitions.
Wang Teng stood at the back. His gaze pierced through the sky as he watched the battle that was about to begin.
He wasn't in a hurry to make a move.
As the commander, General Tuttle had his own arrangements. If he rashly interfered, it would definitely disrupt his plans.
The Demon Moth Race dark apparitions finally came within 500 meters. A large amount of dark poisonous powder drifted out. Under the flapping of the Demon Moth Race dark apparitions' wings, it swept toward the defensive wall.
Those wind element martial artists quickly mobilized their wind element Force and turned it into a gust of wind.
Under the gust of wind, the dark poisonous powder immediately changed direction and avoided the direction of the martial artists.
The martial artists behind the defensive wall immediately heaved a sigh of relief. If the dark poisonous powder of the Demon Moth Race dark apparitions drifted over, it would definitely be a big problem for the martial artists.
It was equivalent to being restrained before the battle even started.
However, before everyone could rejoice, figures suddenly rushed out from the dark apparitions below and charged toward those wind element martial artists.
"Not good!"
"It's the Armor Devil Race dark apparitions!"
A wind element martial artist's pupils contracted as he shouted.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
As soon as he finished speaking, a black ray of light erupted from the body of an Armor Devil Race dark apparition. It then formed a large number of dark blades and slashed toward those wind element martial artists.
Seeing this, the surrounding martial artists' faces turned ugly. These dark apparitions were hiding among the low-level dark apparitions below, but they did not discover them immediately.
However, they did not have time to think too much at this time. They immediately rushed up and performed their own combat skills to block those dark blades.
Ah!
Ah!
Screams suddenly sounded. The power of the dark blades was beyond everyone's expectations. Wherever they passed, all the martial artists were instantly sliced apart.
Although those wind element martial artists also put up a defense, they still had no resistance under these dark blades. More than half of them were killed in an instant.
The remaining ones were lucky enough to escape. They retreated with a pale face.
This Armor Devil Race dark apparition was at least at the Lower Demon Emperor level. It was not something they could contend with at all.
"Hehehe, you want to run? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The Lower Demon Emperor level dark apparition sneered and rushed toward the wind element martial artists to intercept and kill them.
"Damn it!"
On the other side, General Tuttle also saw this scene and was extremely angry. However, all of this happened too quickly. He had no time to stop it and could not even send people to rescue them.
Those wind element martial artists were very useful. There must be no accidents.
Because if something happened to them, the Demon Moth Race dark apparitions would no longer be restrained. They would drive forward and pose a threat to the martial artists behind.
The remaining wind element martial artists fled frantically, avoiding the attack of the Lower Demon Emperor level dark apparition.
However, at this time, the surrounding Armor Devil Race dark apparitions also surrounded them.
"Quick, quick, stop them!" General Tuttle roared.
The Universe-level martial artists behind the defensive wall hurriedly rushed out. At this time, they did not care about preserving their strength. They rushed directly toward the Armor Devil Race dark apparitions, wanting to stop them.
"Die!"
Boom!
Several Armor Devil Race dark apparitions roared, and a terrifying attack came crashing down.
Although Universe-level martial artists were very fast and could cover a distance of 500 meters in just a few breaths, the other party was also a Lower Demon Emperor level existence. Their strength and speed were not weak at all. How could they give them a chance to intercept?
"Fight!"
Seeing this situation, the remaining wind element martial artists looked determined. They suddenly burst out the force in their body, ready to fight to the death.
General Tuttle clenched his fists, feeling very helpless.
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu …
Suddenly, a burst of ear-piercing sounds echoed between heaven and earth.
Several streamers could be seen crossing the air, rushing toward the Armor Devil Race dark apparitions at an unimaginable speed.
Arrows!
Light arrows!
Those were actually dozens of light arrows emitting holy light!
Many people widened their eyes and looked at the light arrows. They only felt that at this moment, the flow of time seemed to have slowed down.
No, that's not right!
It was not that time had slowed down, but the speed of the light arrows was unbelievably fast, so much so that every movement of the surrounding objects had become extremely slow.
Therefore, it created an illusion that time had slowed down.
What was even more unbelievable was that the arrow of light suddenly disappeared in mid-air, as if it had never appeared in the first place.
However, everyone immediately realized that the expressions of the Armor Devil Race dark apparitions changed. They actually gave up attacking the wind element martial artists and burst out their dark force, condensing a layer of black protective shield in front of them.
At this moment, the space in front of them fluctuated, and the light arrows burst out. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The light arrows bombarded the dark apparitions' protective shield and then exploded.
The Armor Devil Race dark apparitions were suddenly hit by a huge force and flew back dozens of meters before stopping in a sorry state.
Those wind element martial artists were finally able to escape the claws of the dark apparitions and quickly retreated behind the defensive wall.
At this moment, everyone came back to their senses.
Their gazes followed the direction where the light arrow came from, only to see a figure standing on top of the defensive wall, holding a giant bow that was as long as an adult's height in his hand.
Obviously, those light arrows were shot by this figure.
"Such, such powerful strength!"
"Who … is that?"
"He looks very young, but he actually forced the Armor Devil Race dark apparitions to retreat with a few arrows. Where did this prodigy come from?"
…
The surrounding martial artists could not help but gulp, their faces full of shock.
"Great!" General Tuttle was the first to come back to his senses. He could not suppress the excitement in his heart and could not help but shout with a face full of joy.
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