In front of the twelve-meter-tall Ismen, the spirit giant with the black shield above Skeleton Formation Number Eight seemed a little short.
Ismen stomped down without any fancy moves, as if he was stomping on an ant's nest.
Because it was too fast, Bai Xiaowen did not have time to react. He could only control the spirit giant with the shield to raise it again and block it diagonally.
After Ismen's monstrous foot connected with the spirit shield, there was a momentary pause.
It was as if time had stopped, and all sound had disappeared. The focus of the battlefield was on the contact between the foot and the shield.
* Crack. *
The faint cracking sound was as shocking as a thunderclap.
The spirit shield shattered!
The spirit giant dissipated!
The Impregnable Wall Formation was destroyed!
Ismen smirked and stomped down.
The dozen or so skeleton soldiers that were stomped on were, of course, annihilated. When the foot landed on the ground, a powerful dark energy shockwave exploded with Ismen's thoughts.
The impact of a divine-level dark energy was fatal. Without the protection of the array, the hundreds of skeleton soldiers near Ismen's feet were blown into pieces by the dark energy shockwave.
The Skeleton Soldiers that were further away were also shaken by the impact and lost a large portion of their Health Points. Then, the demon soldiers pounced like wolves and tigers, slaughtering the skeleton soldiers who had lost their protection.
After destroying Formation Number Eight, Ismen did not stop. He stepped forward and arrived in front of Formation Number Nine, punching down.
Without a doubt, the spirit giant formed by this formation could not withstand Ismen's attack and was destroyed again. At the same time, Formation Number Nine was destroyed as well.
Two formations were destroyed in a row!
This was a thousand-man formation, a formation condensed with the power of a thousand skeleton soldiers. Yet, it could not withstand Ismen's one punch and one kick.
"Long live the Silver King!"
"Long live the great ruler!"
The demons seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. They cheered loudly as they charged forward, slaughtering the skeleton soldiers in Formation Number Eight and Formation Number Nine.
After Ismen personally attacked, the King of Pride and the King of Pain silently retreated a distance away. The two Demigod Demon Kings had suffered heavy losses. They had a deep sense of danger and needed to recover quickly.
Ismun snorted. He could have directly targeted the militia formation where Bai Xiaowen was, but he did not do so. He still wanted to capture Bai Xiaowen alive and cut off Bai Xiaowen's wings one by one.
In Ismen's eyes, he still had the absolute advantage.
Bai Xiaowen also understood Ismen's thoughts.
"Divine-Level creatures are indeed powerful. However, after developing for so long, I'm not completely defenseless. All units, open fire! "
Bai Xiaowen's True Core Force surged wildly. Instantly, twelve Spirit Energy Giants rose above the remaining twelve square formations!
All of the spirit power giants wielded black whips. Bai Xiaowen made up his mind to restrict Ismen's movements first.
Twelve black whips weaved into an impenetrable net of whips, enveloping Isman.
However, Ismen displayed an extremely skilled combat technique. His twelve-meter-tall figure was like a withered leaf. He drifted back and forth between the shadows of the twelve black whips, dodging most of the whips.
For those whips that could not be dodged, Ismen only needed to punch or palm to blast them away and shatter them.
This way, Ismen's dark energy consumption was actually very low. Dodging was the most energy-conserving combat method.
'This guy's combat specialty is definitely beyond Expert-level. It's at least Master-level!' Bai Xiaowen thought to himself.
If this continued, even if Bai Xiaowen could hold on with his spiritual power, the soldiers in the twelve square formations would easily run out of spiritual power.
After all, he had used the Sacrifice of God effect this time. It increased his spiritual power outburst, not his endurance.
Fortunately, he had chosen to increase his outburst ability. If he had chosen to increase his endurance, he would not be able to fight the two Demigod Demon Kings head-on.
If he could not hold on, it would be meaningless no matter how long he lasted.
Seeing that Ismen was still at ease, Bai Xiaowen gritted his teeth and waved the two blood-red flags.
Helbart's expression tightened. He understood what Bai Xiaowen meant by waving the two blood-red flags at the same time. He was going all out.
"Militia! Take the Strength Pill! Use Demonic Outburst! "
Helbart swallowed the two Strength Pills in one gulp, and then urged the demonic blood to boil in his body! His body was surrounded by green flames, and his psionic power that was more than twice as powerful burst forth. He had temporarily gone from Commander-level to Rare Lord or even Demigod level.
"Lord Christos, accept my power!" Helbart roared. The rolling spiritual power converged toward the spiritual giant above his head.
At the same time, the armed leaders of the other four human settlements also roared. They had all taken the Strength Pills and used Demonic Outburst to gather all their power at all costs.
"Lord Christos, please!"
The militia captains, and even the ordinary militia, all roared with bloodshot eyes.
It had to be known that the power of Demonic Outburst alone was enough to raise the power of one template.
Coupled with the help of the Strength Pill, how terrifying would it be?
An ordinary template would become a Demigod.
An elite would become a Demigod.
A Demigod would become a Demigod.
Of course, Demigod was the limit. Not to mention that there were no Lord-level figures among the human militia, even if there were, with Demonic Outburst and the Strength Pill, they would only be at the Demigod level. It was impossible for them to reach the Demigod level.
If that was the case, their bodies would not be able to take it.
Bai Xiaowen did his best to control the surging spiritual power. This was a new challenge, not just because of the difficulty brought about by the huge amount of spiritual power.
The most important thing was that the difference in strength between the militia was very obvious. This was not beneficial for Control-type evolvers to use their combined spiritual power or even materialization. They needed to have extremely strong control and guidance abilities.
The thousand-man square formation increased the difficulty even further.
Fortunately, Bai Xiaowen never disappointed at the crucial moment.
Boom!
Two dark giants that were dozens of meters tall took shape above the two militia formations. The strength of the energy contained within made even Ismen, a Demigod, fearful.
"Gathering the power of a group of ants, you actually have the ability to threaten me … Human, you are very powerful."
Ismen said loudly, "However, they are only two dead things! Human, if you can't hit the enemy with your attacks, it's meaningless no matter how strong you are! With my speed and dodging ability, I won't be hit by these two dead things! "
"Is that so? Ismen, look under your feet. "
Bai Xiaowen raised his hand, a victorious smile on his face. "You have already entered the 'death' area of the Void Trap Immortal Formation!"
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