Within these 30 seconds, another batch of zerglings and Ultralisks swarmed out from the Wormhole, as they soundlessly replenished every corner that required them. After another period of delay, a new batch of Sunken Colonies hatched out!
Following that, the situation once again sunk into a war of attrition … …..
It was as though the success of the three legendary beast-riders had merely annihilated a few units, a few Sunken Colonies, and three organ structures that weren't of direct assistance to the battle!!
At this moment, Mcdh was completely stupefied! He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"How could there be such an accurate grasp of the battlefield situation … … .how could there be such an accurate grasp of the battlefield situation!"
"To actually engage in a war of attrition with the enemy under such circumstances, giving the Mosake clan a misconception that victory could be achieved at any moment, yet in reality, it wasn't!"
Chewing on his gum, Brother Black swivelled his head to glance at Mcdh, before snickering.
"There will always be some perverts appearing in front of us, isn't that so?"
Following that, Mcdh once again shook his head, before replying with a heavy tone.
"Chieftain Cherokee is a perverted, crafty, and exceedingly prudent individual. He isn't so easy to deal with, and should be ordering a retreat soon."
Sheyan suddenly replied indifferently.
"That might not be so. Since we've arrived here, it won't be so easy to leave."
The stalemate continued for another five minutes. Every second, a few lives were lost on the frontline. Chieftain Cherokee's expression was as heavy as water, as he suddenly retrieved a bugle horn from the Thanator's saddlebag.
This bugle horn was blood red in colour, with spiralling patterns etched on its surface. Its length was approximately 2 metres, as it curved in a 45 degree arc in the air. It seemed to be enshrouded in a dense layer of faint red blood glow; a sight that stirred one's soul!
Chieftain Cherokee raised his head and blew the bugle horn. A melancholy and dreary sound echoed through the air, as a deep and resounding tide engulfed the earth. Amidst the bugle horn, the legendary beast-riders behind him charged out, as though they were about to launch an all-out assault. The arachnid's defensive perimeter instantly shrunk back substantially! Once again, a large number of Ultralisks and zerglings poured out from the portal!
But at this time, the legendary beasts and knights that had rushed to the frontline did not pursue! Instead, he reined in his reins and held his saber horizontally, ready for battle! Because the arachnids were also rapidly shrinking their defensive line, the originally white-hot state of battle came to an abrupt end. The empty space in the middle was like a sudden ceasefire zone.
One could distinctly observe that behind the protection of those legendary creature riders, the rest of the Mosake clansmen had already begun supporting the wounded, while yelling and dragging away their most powerful and beloved tamed creatures.
Evidently, the Mosake clan had already realized this was a trap! A cruel trap that had been premeditated by a crafty enemy, with the objective of exhausting as much of the Mosake clan's strength as possible!
Therefore, Chieftain Cherokee's true objective in blowing the bugle horn, was to immediately escort the injured tribesmen in retreat!
After witnessing such a scene, all the arachnids seemed to have paused momentarily; like a human before brandishing his fist, they retracted and tightened their muscles to accumulate strength. Then, like a flood bursting from a dam, they frantically poured out in torrents!!!
If the enemy wished to retreat, then now would be the best opportunity to launch an assault.
Yet at this very moment, Chieftain Cherokee tossed away the bugle horn in his hand. Hanging on his scarred lips, he suddenly revealed an expression of disdain.
"IJGTSAA, XX * * O1 (Damned rats, I've finally caught you)."
He abruptly raised the scepter in his hand!
The tip of this thick scepter was ablaze with flames, and the dried skin on the tip was instantly burnt away! Then, it suddenly blossomed with a glaring radiance! Astonishingly, a goose egg sized, naturally high purity pandora crystal could be seen on top of it!
Under the frenzied urging of Chieftain Cherokee, the Pandora crystal at the tip of the scepter started to gradually shrink. Then, it emitted clumps of blood red mist, before drifting towards a Hammerhead-Titanothere following behind him.
The tiny eyes of this gigantic beast abruptly turned scarlet red, as it lowered its head and incessantly clawed at the ground with its front hooves. Simultaneously, it breathed in deeply, as its body expanded 5-6 times. Thus, its originally wrinkled and thick outer skin was now forcefully protruding with the contours of its muscles.
Within a second, all the Mosake clansmen obstructing the path of this Hammerhead-Titanothere, simultaneously parted like waves, forming a path. The tiny eyes of this Hammerhead-Titanothere blinked once, as though a shutter had been pressed on a camera. One could observe that its blood red pupils shockingly imprinted that bizarre and malevolent Wormhole Door. Chieftain Cherokee abruptly tossed out his scepter, as the Hammerhead-Titanothere raised its head and opened its mouth, before swallowing it down with a squirming motion.
Following that, this gigantic beast began to raise its feet, as it sprinted at high speed from slow to fast! It swayed its massive body, as it ignited its life force and charged forward courageously!!
Following the path of blood and flesh that had been vacated!
Aiming straight for the incoming tide of arachnids!
However, this arachnid sea was nothing in its eyes, as its pair of eyes bluntly exploded upon taking its first step. Blood flowed down from its eye sockets, as though two streams of viscous and mournful tears of blood. The final message engraved in its heart, was that door, that bizarre and malevolent Wormhole Door!!
The speed of this Hammerhead-Titanothere was unimaginable to anyone. Its swaying body, with every step it took, one could even hear the sound of its muscles tearing apart from the silk like skin. When it sprinted 20 metres ahead of the arachnid tide, it was practically like a high-speed train with its siren blaring. Spraying blood and berserk, it frantically charged forward with an indomitable will!!
Mcdh's gaze instantly changed, simultaneously, he could hear Mogensha's deep inhalation! No matter who it was, such a frenzied and swaying gigantic beast that was charging forward, their hearts would definitely feel as though a heavy boulder was pressing down on them. So much so that they would have the misconception that they would die if they approached it!!
Yet at this moment, every arachnid on the battlefield released a hoarse roar from their throats or even their hearts. Then, as though the charging gigantic beast was like a gigantic magnet, they frenziedly pounced forward!
If one were to compare their valiant and fearless spirit, the frenzied arachnids had never lost to anyone!!!
In the instance when the arachnid tide collided with the gigantic beast, huge chunks of flesh and blood were unleashed into a frenzy. Even though the arachnids and Ultralisks that dared to obstruct the Hammerhead-Titanothere, were all trampled into meat paste without exception. However, even more arachnids continued to advance, as they frenziedly pounced forward.
Ripping and tearing noises resounded into a clump. When the Hammerhead-Titanothere was close to 50 metres into the arachnid tide, its charging speed distinctly dropped. Those frenzied arachnids were ripping and gnawing, densely covering its entire body. Yet more horrifying was, the surrounding arachnid tide had congregated together, as they frenziedly pounced forward, completely unafraid of death.
Although the purplish black scaled skin of this gigantic beast was exceedingly tough, and its legs were as thick as tree trunks, the Ultralisks of the arachnid race had long serrated fangs that could be rated as lethal weapons. Initially, the rate of ripping and tearing was relatively slow. But once the skin was broken, fresh and tender red flesh and blood were savagely ripped out by the zerglings!
When it was 50 metres away from the Wormhole, the Hammerhead-Titanothere finally collapsed to the ground, unable to endure any longer. Yet when it was sprinting, its body was still expanding. Now that it had died, its swelling speed had accelerated by several folds! Witnessing such a bizarre scene, Sheyan's eyes couldn't help but flicker.
"Could it be, Chieftain Cherokee's trump card is … …."
As his words faded,
With the carcass of the Hammerhead-Titanothere as the core,
An oppressive rumbling explosion resounded!
The destructive force of this explosion was exceedingly horrifying, as a 70-80 square metre deep crater was formed. The messy mess of flesh and blood in the vicinity had evaporated into nothingness. Hundreds of zerglings and dozens of Ultralisks that were leaning against the carcass had simultaneously vanished into nothingness. Moreover, the surrounding 1 kilometre radius was like a rain of flesh and blood!
What was more frightening was, flesh and blood tainted by the flames were fluttering everywhere!
Fortunately, a few seconds before the explosion, several Ultralisks had promptly blocked the Wormhole's entrance. Even so, they still released incomparably agonizing screams amidst the flames. Moreover, the left side of the Wormhole's entrance was probably affected by the flying flesh and bones, as it blasted out a mournful and devastating massive wound, spanning 5-6 metres long! The ghastly white supporting skeleton of the Wormhole's entrance was faintly discernible within the wound.
Yet the most malicious aspect was, the wound was still burning with a faint red remnant flame. Even the gushing blood couldn't extinguish it in the slightest. It was so hot that his flesh and blood were making "squeaking" sounds.
A military vacuum, a military vacuum had shockingly appeared in the arachnid race! …..
Yet at this very moment, Chieftain Cherokee once again raised his bugle horn with a complacent expression, and blew it with force!!
Amidst the incessant whooshing noises, the dozen or so legendary beast-riders acted as the arrowhead, while the remaining Mosake clansmen acted as the rear. They formed into an extremely classic assault formation, and with the momentum of a thunderbolt, they charged towards that Wormhole door at high speed!!!!!!! (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes to * * (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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