'Seems like I'm doing well,' Ken thought to himself as he joined the beasts.
The strongest five beasts weren't the only ones affected by his Frenzy Domain, and many other beasts were inside it. So tried deviating from their route, afraid of death by the paws of their leaders, but the tide did not allow shifting directions so easily, and now the five leaders were actively chasing them, rendering small shifts of direction completely useless.
The other beasts, especially those under the fourth rank, could not resist even for a single mont. They turned crazed almost imdiately, contaminated by Ken's Bloodlust Qi. They turned to fight those around them, causing great casualties.
Now, Ken's kill count surpassed even Steven's. The beasts did not know inhibitions in their bloodthirsty state and went all out for mass destruction and chaos. Ken did not sit without doing anything. He ran along the beasts, and his sword claid the lives of those that survived the onslaught by chance or by being slightly more powerful.
"The boy from the Phoenix Feather Sect sohow recruited the leaders to attack the other beasts with him! He is keeping almost 10% of the tide at bay all by himself!" The guards cheered as they saw the scene unfold from the walls. With their morale boosted, they reloaded their bows with renewed vigor.
While Ken was slaughtering the animals, Miles managed to inflict so serious wounds on his opponent, and Jake managed to plunge his knife into one of the monkey's thighs after getting used to its weird movents. Max was on the losing side, but he could hold on.
'I guess it's ti to end this,' Henry said. Without his intention, he had one of the highest kill counts on their side; the enormous demonic Buddha that kept him safe took the burnt of many charging beasts, smashing their skulls.
He brought his two hands down toward the ground in a slapping motion, and two large palms ford in the sky above the bear. The panicking beast clawed at the first palm with all its might, channeling large amounts of tal Qi into the attack, but the cost of blocking one palm was being sent to the ground.
It could do nothing but watch the second palm following the previous crushing it against the ground. A large mark in the shape of a big palm was printed on the floor, and the bear in its middle, dying. The animal had almost all its bones broken and suffered from severe internal injuries. Even Ken would not be able to save it at its state, not that he wanted to.
The stag looked at the scene in horror. It was too far to help since it was running all over the place to dodge Henry's palms the whole ti. Now that it had to fight all on its own, it glanced toward the forest for a mont and began sprinting in that direction. Evidently, it judged its chances to survive there higher than remaining in front of the monk.
'Huh, lost lamb, you went astray. Let this poor monk show you the right path to self-redemption.'
Henry sighed and reached out with his hand and closed it in a grasping motion, and an ethereal hand ford in the sky and imitated his movents. The hand grasped the running stag and squeezed, killing it on the spot.
He diverted his attention toward Max's fight, seeing him wave his short swords at the monkey that kept jumping from beast to beast, dodging the human's attacks. It would send pulses of Wind Qi every once in a while, trying to knock Max off.
"I should help this lost soul before leaving…" Henry mused and clapped. The monkey was caught between two large clapping palms and had to rush forward straight to Max's swords in order to survive.
Not letting the chance go, Max swung down his right sword, claiming one of the monkey's arms.
"AH!" The monkey scread in pain. Its balance was off without an arm, and it was used to utilize its arms to hang off different animals' backs and fur. Its movent was restricted by nearly 20% by losing that one arm, and adjusting in the middle of the fight was not that easy, even for an instinctive beast.
The fights ended one by one with the humans' victories, claiming the lives of all fifth-rank beasts.
Ken also found out it was ti to kill the fifth-rank beasts he deployed.
"You guys are exhausted, huh?" Ken mumbled to the perspiring beasts. Their Qi was depleted from their unreserved usage of it, and while their killing pace was impressive, to say the least, they were barely able to stand now.
He watched them get stomped to death by the weaker beasts, a humiliating end to the proud fifth-rank beasts they once were, killed by a mob of frenzied third-rank beasts.
The tide included twice as many beasts as the previous one, around 30,000 beasts. Ken's group left their posts and returned to the wall to rest after 2 hours of intense fighting; they had to reserve most of their stamina for the next wave, which was expected to be stronger than the second wave.
Thanks to Ken's group support, the city managed to reduce the ti they needed to kill the beasts from the estimated 8 hours to 5, earning them additional 3 hours of respite before the next wave.
"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your aid. We estimated our losses from this tide as more than triple the current reality, and it was possible only thanks to your intervention," the mayor cupped his fist and bowed slightly to Ken's group.
"It was our duty as fellow cultivators and fellow humans. Every life should be preserved. Since we were here, we would not be able to close our eyes to the city's plight and stay out of battle," Miles said politely.
"Mayor Steven, how about letting have a look at the damaged formations on the walls?" Ken suggested.
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