Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 837: Radiant Warriors! Angel's Wings!

The warriors clad in silver-white heavy armor were tall and imposing, their presence chilling. At first glance, they seed no different from the soldiers of the Heavy Armor Legion, but the aura they emanated was on an entirely different level.

Their silver-white armor was adorned with countless intricate secret runes, making it appear not like conventional armor but more like an organ fused with their very flesh!

These were the Radiant Warriors, specially trained by the Radiant Legion for decapitation missions. They were the sharpest blades in the Radiant Legion's arsenal!

Bang!

A Nightmare leader, covered in blood, slashed through a soldier's armor with a claw, driving it deep into the soldier's heart.

At that mont, a cold glint appeared in the corner of his eye, rapidly approaching.

"Sa old trick. So what if there are more of you? No matter how many of these trash you send, it won't be enough to kill !"

He spun around and threw a punch, but the expected result of armor breaking and death did not co. Instead, a sharp and icy sensation surged in his chest, sending a shiver down his spine. He quickly retracted his attack and dodged to the side.

The sharp war blade grazed just past his cheek.

"Damn it, where did these monsters co from?!"

He imdiately realized this was not the work of those weak soldiers, but rather warriors as strong as himself!

No, to be precise, under the enhancent of their silver-white armor, they were even stronger than him.

This realization plunged the Nightmare leader into a desperate struggle. And around him, the heavy-armored soldiers and Radiant Heavy Cavalry were not just distractions—they were a relentless, overwhelming force.

Suddenly, the familiar tremor echoed again, causing the Nightmare leader to montarily lose focus.

The razor-sharp war blade swiftly passed through his skull, and his consciousness ca to an abrupt halt, dying on the spot.

Over a thousand Radiant Warriors joined the fray. These heavily armored warriors, with strength comparable to that of Nightmare Generals, quickly turned the tide of battle.

Ordinary Nightmare leaders were no match for them. With the support of the heavy-armored soldiers and Radiant Heavy Cavalry, even Nightmare Generals would gradually find themselves at a disadvantage in battle.

Only the Lords of Nightmares and the Royal Guards could withstand the siege from the surrounding forces and manage to kill Radiant Warriors.

In the sky above, shadows began to cast down, as if sothing was hovering above the battlefield, ready to fall at any mont.

"Impressive warriors, but at this level, you can't hurt !"

One of the Marshals, wielding dual swords, effortlessly fended off the attacks of ten Radiant Warriors. He then grinned viciously, and with a surge of the Power of Nightmares, his speed suddenly increased by a large margin!

The sound of cutting through flesh echoed, followed by several sharp slashes!

Several Radiant Warriors were instantly sliced into pieces, their remains scattered across the ground.

"Hahaha! This is the gap in power! I am the Nightmare Bloody Marshal! Slayer of All Living Beings! ngou!"

After eliminating a few Radiant Warriors, ngou imdiately charged toward the others. But as they clashed, his brow furrowed slightly. To his shock, he realized that the strength of these Radiant Warriors seed to have increased significantly!

He couldn't sense any arcane skill fluctuations, nor had they consud any sort of special treasure. They had simply grown stronger out of nowhere!

A bad premonition arose in his heart. He gathered his strength and killed a few more Radiant Warriors. Now, only two enemies remained in front of him.

But this ti, he could clearly sense that as the last few Radiant Warriors died, the two remaining ones seed to have gained even more power!

"What kind of ability is this?"

For a mont, ngou was stunned. Could it be that these Radiant Warriors could transfer their power to others after death?

Even with his experience, he had never heard of such a phenonon.

"But, so what? An absolute difference in strength cannot be bridged by such tricks!"

Killing intent filled ngou's eyes as he charged forward again.

Such situations were not rare. Soon, more and more Nightmare Elites discovered this unusual ability of the Radiant Warriors. Among them were several Nightmare Generals who fell at the hands of these suddenly empowered Radiant Warriors.

However, the Nightmare forces quickly devised a counterasure: inflict heavy injuries, but avoid killing them. This would prevent the Radiant Warriors from gathering their strength while simultaneously crippling their combat abilities.

"Impressive, these forr Nightmare Legion leaders. They've already figured out the counterasure against the Radiant Warriors."

On the edge of the battlefield, Monroe watched the Nightmare forces' tactics unfold, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He had originally thought that these failed individuals from forty thousand years ago should have been long eliminated, but now it seed that even the Nightmare Legion, in its current state, was still far stronger than the elf or lizardman tribes.

If they managed to break out today, they might indeed beco a major threat to the Empire. That would be as irritating as a thorn in one's throat.

Realizing this, Monroe's previously excited mood faded, and his expression grew more serious and somber.

He then gave a subtle ntal command, and the special legion he had previously requisitioned from the Empire was imdiately activated.

In the next mont, the shadows in the sky suddenly plumted at an astonishing speed.

At the sa ti, the heavy-armored soldiers and Radiant Heavy Cavalry on the battlefield began to rapidly retreat toward the edges of the battlefield.

Thanks to the powerful efficiency of the secret rune resonance, only a few minutes passed, and the massive battlefield, except for the dead soldiers left behind to cover the retreat and a few hundred Radiant Warriors, was completely empty. No other soldiers could be seen.

Buzz!!

Suddenly, an invisible gravity field descended upon the entire battlefield. This gravity was so intense it was nearly five hundred tis stronger than normal conditions!

The terrifying pressure instantly threw the entire battlefield into chaos. The earth collapsed downward like cotton, and the various free-floating ions and substances in the air were compressed into a solidified state.

Under this gravitational field, even the Nightmare leaders at the upper divine authority level were trapped like insects in amber, struggling to move.

Even the Nightmare Generals and Lord of Nightmares-level powerhouses found it difficult to move, and the ten Marshals had completely lost their ability to fly under the combined threat of gravity and the war chanisms.

And it wasn't just the Nightmare forces; even the remaining death warriors and Radiant Warriors on the battlefield were not immune to this gravitational suppression.

Then… thud!!

A massive shadow fell from the sky, instantly crushing several of the retreating heavy-armored soldiers, along with the nearby Radiant Warriors, whose bodies were crushed and half-exploded, losing all life.

Upon closer inspection, the shadow revealed itself to be a towering figure, a five-ter-tall, two-ter-wide armored humanoid, clad in at least half a ter of thick black iron armor, holding a massive warhamr in its hand!

The most striking feature was that on its back, it bore a pair of wings that spanned ten ters, resembling steel-crafted feathers!

The weight and hardness of this armored humanoid were beyond imagination, and the warhamr it wielded had a hamrhead with a diater exceeding two ters, looking incredibly intimidating!

"What is this thing?"

Marshal Nightmare Worm felt his eyes swell. This newly appeared unknown soldier type was already beyond his understanding.

The others had similar expressions, their faces frozen in shock.

However, they quickly deduced the purpose of this new soldier type and imdiately turned their gaze upward.

In the sky, giant armored humanoids, empowered by hundreds of tis the normal gravity, were falling toward the ground like teors!

As the armored humanoids fell, they raised their war hamrs high above and struck downward with full force!

Thud!

A Nightmare General-level powerhouse, transford into a massive four-legged beast, wielded a battle sword to block the blow.

But after a violent tremor, only the figure of the armored humanoid remained, and the Nightmare General had been reduced to a pile of minced flesh, dead beyond recognition.

"Find a way to dodge!"

Bloodthirsty Marshal ngou shouted at the top of his lungs. Then, using the full extent of his abilities, he infused himself with a massive amount of Power of Nightmares, boosting his speed to its maximum.

Having devoured considerable flesh and enhanced by Holy Silver, he had regained his full strength, and even in the face of the terrifying gravity field hundreds of tis stronger than normal, he could still unleash significant speed.

It wasn't just him. Other Nightmare powerhouses, even soone as proud as Rein, wouldn't be foolish enough to try and endure the impact of the armored humanoids falling from the sky.

The tragic fate of that Nightmare General had proven that even a Marshal wouldn't fare well after a direct hit.

Thud! Thud! Thud!!!

Thousands of Nightmare elites continued to dodge, while the armored humanoids kept falling, nearly covering the entire battlefield.

Once they landed, these thousands of armored humanoids soared back into the air, as if unaffected by gravity, and then began to plumt again at high speed!

The intense falls, coupled with the force of the gravity field, caused many of the Nightmare powerhouses who couldn't dodge in ti to be crushed instantly.

Even the remaining Radiant Warriors weren't spared. The few Radiant Warriors left were quickly reduced to fewer than ten!

The bombardnt from the armored humanoids lasted for a full five minutes before they ascended once more and vanished from sight.

At this point, the vast battlefield had beco a scene of a hellish slaughter.

Over a thousand Nightmare powerhouses were crushed to death, with so losing limbs or suffering horrific injuries. The carnage was too brutal to look at.

The few survivors, those who had barely evaded the attack, were gasping for air, their faces etched with terror and disbelief.

Being chased down and crushed by those iron monstrosities felt like sothing far worse than the most terrifying horror movie by a thousand tis!

The feeling of imminent death was ever-present, driving them to the brink of collapse.

"Is… is it over?"

"Damn! A bunch of scum! I'll crush them to dust! Tear them apart piece by piece!"

"Very well, very well! Once we break out, I'll make sure to return this tenfold!"