Looking at the dense rain of arrows that were about to fall on their heads, Attie and the others panicked and hid under the horses' bellies. On the other hand, the three Divine Warriors looked calm and there was even a mocking smile on their faces.
As the formation on Baiyi's fingertip disappeared, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the quiet valley. The arrows were blown away like duckweeds in a storm, landing sparsely on the surrounding grassland.
It was a weakened version of the Level 8 wind-type spell, the Claws of Tornarus. Basically, it did not have much lethality but it was very suitable to be used against bows and arrows, especially those kind of projectiles that did not have much strength. However, with Baiyi's current strength, even the weakened version of the spell would require a complete incantation before he could cast it. It was not as easy as casting those low-level spells.
But even so, it was enough to deal with the barbarians who did not know much about magic. Seeing that the bows and arrows that they were so proud of were useless, the barbarians decisively pulled out their sabers and lined up neatly before charging down the high slope. For a moment, it seemed like they were unstoppable, like quicksilver pouring down the ground.
The people of the Charging Wolf Tribe were at the forefront. Their Khan's blood had not dried up yet, and they were eager to avenge their leader. They were filled with grief and indignation as they pounced forward. Their performance was exceptionally valiant, like a raging wave, they gave off an overwhelming and powerful aura.
However, they were probably too eager to take revenge that they forgot who their opponents were.
Facing the barbarian cavalry that was rushing towards them like a tidal wave, the three Divine Warriors calmly jumped down from the back of the goat and walked in front of Baiyi. Facing the fierce attack of the barbarians, they raised both of their hands to the sky and shouted in unison. Then, four golden shadows appeared behind them and in an instant, they turned into sparkling halos and merged into the four warriors' bodies.
Then, the four of them shouted in unison, "Come on!" Taking half a step forward in unison, they hammered their chests hard. At that moment, the majestic aura that erupted from their bodies formed into a tangible pressure. The grass on the ground that was as tall as their ankles was blown away by a strong gust of wind.
The few horses that were charging at the very front were also instantly stopped by this pressure. After a long neigh, they ignored the orders of their riders and turned around to run, colliding with the cavalries behind them. This caused the originally neat formation to become extremely chaotic. The invincible momentum from before was also hindered, causing the entire team to slow down.
Even Baiyi did not expect that a single shout from the Divine Warriors would be able to cause such a huge ruckus. It seemed like the group of Divine Warriors were serious about this battle. They even used the ultimate skill of summoning their ancestors. After using this skill, more of their ancestors' power would directly enter their body, further strengthening their already terrifying physique and giving them the rich combat experience that their ancestors had left behind, turning them into a truly terrifying killing machine in an instant.
This must be the true form of the Divine Warriors, Baiyi thought as he watched the three Divine Warriors rush into the midst of the disorderly cavalry without even turning their heads back. Using simple weapons like spears or their fists, they created a bloodbath. They did not use any fancy moves nor did they use any exquisite martial arts skills. They just used simple attacks like a punch and a spear. In the face of such a huge gap in strength, such a simple method became the most efficient way of killing. Before the cavalry could even reach Baiyi, the vanguard of the Sprinting Wolf Clan had already been killed by the three Divine Warriors. Not a single corpse was left intact.
Just like what they had said before they set off, this was not a battle at all. They were just here to step on ants.
The miserable state of the Sprinting Wolf Clan sent a chill down the spines of the cavalrymen who were surrounding them from both sides. At the same time, they regained some of their senses. The Khan of the Goshawk Clan, who was leading the charge, quickly shouted, "Don't mess with those wild boars! Kill that gray rat first and take that woman away!"
Immediately, some of the cavalrymen turned their horses around and charged towards Baiyi from the left and right while those on the right continued to attack Attie's formation.
Gray rat? Are you talking about me? Baiyi felt a little amused. Casually, he pointed a finger at the ground and without warning, a stone spike suddenly appeared from the flat grassland. The Khan and his horse were pierced high up into the sky. Blood spurted out and drenched the people around him.
"Khan! The Khan is dead! "
"Damn it! That gray rat is a sorcerer! Quick, call the shaman to deal with him! "
"You guys are digging your own grave!" Baiyi muttered in a low voice. At the same time, two different colored formations appeared on his wrists. Was he going to release two different types of magic at the same time?
That was completely against the principles of magic. For a normal sorcerer, let alone the fact that their Psychic Energy was not enough to cast two spells at the same time, they would not even be able to convert the corresponding elemental Mana in their body. However, such a feat that was impossible for a normal person was not difficult at all for the Voidwalkers who had mastered a high level of power. The attribute of Mana could not bind them at all. Their inexhaustible Psychic Energy was the reason why they could be so capricious. The ability to convert and even mix different types of Mana at will was also the reason why they could be so extravagant and capricious.
If the Divine Warriors represented the pinnacle of physical strength and physical strength, then the Voidwalkers represented the pinnacle of understanding and utilization of various types of energy. To a certain extent, the latter was obviously more terrifying, especially in such a large-scale chaotic battle.
The spell that was brewing in Baiyi's left hand was the Level 7 Fire Spell, the Wall of Fire. As he opened his palm and clenched it into a fist, a burst of flame suddenly erupted from the ground. Following the guidance of Baiyi's Psychic Energy, the flame quickly drew a circle on the ground, surrounding all the cavalrymen who were charging at him from the left. A few of the cavalrymen could not rein their horses in time and crashed into the wall of fire. The instantaneous high temperature did not even give them a chance to scream before they were burnt into a torch together with their horses. Under the inertia, they fell forward a few steps and by the time they landed on the ground, they had already turned into a pile of black carbide.
As for the spell that Baiyi was preparing with his right hand, it was the enhanced version of the Gravity Crush that Mia had faced in the arena previously. At that time, inspired by Vidomina, a few of the Voidwalkers who specialized in sorcery thought that the spell looked more elegant so they put in more effort and forcefully modified the Level 5 spell into a Level 7 spell, greatly increasing the range and pressure. In the end, the Archmage named the spell as the Death Fang Beast's Devour.
God knows what kind of novel he plagiarized this name from but in any case, after the spell was released, a series of crackling sounds could be heard coming from behind the Wall of Fire. It was the sound of a human body being crushed by gravity. Although Baiyi could not see the bloody scene behind the Wall of Fire with his own eyes with his own eyes, just by looking at the blood that was splattered across the high fireball and splashed onto the grass under his feet, dyeing the soil dark red, he could roughly guess what kind of scene was behind the Wall of Fire. Perhaps, it really looked like someone was being chewed up by a ferocious beast.
"Why didn't you just listen to me earlier? Why do the weak have to fight? " Baiyi said helplessly as he made a closing gesture with his left hand. Under his control, the Wall of Fire quickly gathered together, leaving behind a large piece of charred land, making the scene a little cleaner.
By the time he used two spells to annihilate all the enemies on the left side, the Divine Warriors were still busy chasing after the enemies that were fleeing in all directions. Judging from the efficiency of killing in this kind of situation, Baiyi, the sorcerer, was still slightly more powerful.
At that moment, the enemies at the back were being chased by Huskar's mother goat and the other two war goats. From time to time, there would be muffled sounds of the goats' horns piercing through flesh. On the other hand, the enemies on the right side had already begun to fight with Attie's people. The battle was earth-shattering and earth-shattering. It seemed like it was the most lively battle.
Baiyi took a quick glance at the situation. Attie's bodyguards were quite strong and they were prepared to die. Their performance was exceptionally valiant. With just a few dozen of them protecting Attie in the middle, they were able to withstand the attacks of hundreds of enemies. Baiyi was no longer worried about them. Instead, he turned his attention to the people who had yet to enter the battlefield.
There were already a few people who were dressed in colorful clothes. They were holding a variety of strange tools made of bones in their hands as they chanted loudly. They must be the shamans of the barbarian tribe. According to Baiyi's knowledge, they had some unique skills in healing people, especially in treating various kinds of delusions. In terms of combat power, they could release some lightning and fire spells and summon some phantom wolves and elementals. Or, they could also use two weapons that were enchanted with elemental damage to fight hand-to-hand with their enemies, creating a cool visual effect.
As for their actual power... Baiyi had a feeling that if these shamans left the Steppe and entered the Southland, they would probably be killed every minute. In short, this profession was not considered as a qualified combat profession. They were more suited to be healers or spiritual leaders.
So, when he saw them standing on the high ground and chanting something, Baiyi simply used his Psychic Energy to forcefully interrupt their chanting. Due to the huge difference in the strength of both parties' Psychic Energy and the fact that they were chanting a crude spell that was easily interrupted, a few shamans spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Without any resistance, they fell to the ground and rolled down the slope.
I guess it's better to delete this kind of occupation … Baiyi shook his head and shouted at the cavalrymen who were at the rear of the formation, "The two leading Khans are already dead. Who else wants to lead the charge and die? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"
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