The scene that just occurred was close to a miracle.
The Demon Lord watched as the ten thousand mbers of the Sky Legion he sent continued to plumt and perish, his heart trembled with shock.
In terms of martial arts prowess, at least two hundred people on the Demon Lord’s side surpassed Lanling.
However, such an overwhelming heretical magic that one person can wipe out tens of thousands of the Sky Legion is utterly unprecedented—never seen, never heard!
It’s truly astounding.
"No wonder he dared to charge into my Heaven Demon Banner with just two thousand Centaurs. He possesses such a secret killer move," the Demon Lord said, "Lanling must be killed; otherwise... the scene of Tiancha King’s Bingren will be reenacted."
Young Master Gutu said, "Father, should we let the remaining Sky Legion retreat?"
The Demon Lord shook his head, speaking slowly, "Though Lanling possesses such overwhelming demonic skills, he still cannot change his destined downfall."
Although the ten thousand Sky Legion mbers he sent were nearly annihilated,
there were still fifteen thousand mbers of the Ghoul Ray Legion, five thousand of the Griffin Legion, several thousand elite warriors of Falling Leaf Residence, and over a thousand experts from the Thirteen Floors—all mounted on flying steeds.
On the Demon Lord’s side, there were still nearly thirty thousand mbers of the Sky Legion.
Especially the elite warriors from Falling Leaf Residence and the Thirteen Floors, each highly skilled; Lanling’s Death Coil cannot easily devour their vitality and energy.
"Lanling, you are indeed exceptionally powerful, but your army is still destined for annihilation, destined to die without a burial place!" the Demon Lord slowly declared, "Demon Leopard Legion, attack! Ghoul Ray Legion, attack! Falling Leaf Residence Martial Warrior Group, Thirteen Floors Martial Warrior Group, attack!"
"All cavalry, attack!"
"All infantry, attack!"
With a command from the Demon Lord.
Heaven and earth changed colors, the ground shook.
Thirty thousand mbers of the Sky Legion charged forward, covering the sky.
Over a million mbers of the ground forces surged forth, like a dark tide.
As if to completely overwhelm Lanling’s re twenty thousand Centaur Legion.
Lanling narrowed his eyes, looking at this astonishing scene on the ground.
It’s truly magnificent, really like an endless tide.
The entire ground trembled, shook.
Lanling finally witnessed the ace of the Heaven Demon Banner—the Demon Leopard Legion.
These demon leopards are about four to five tis the size of normal leopards, nearly two ters tall, more than five ters long, weighing around three thousand pounds.
Although not as large as centaurs, they are considered giants, about twice the size of the largest tigers on Earth.
Moreover, all these demon leopards are black, with almost hairless bodies, and their silk-like skin is very soft, yet when tense can be very hard—not quite impervious to knives and spears, but difficult to pierce with ordinary arrows.
They have two major advantages.
The first is speed. The Demon Leopard Legion’s speed is almost comparable to centaurs; their endurance isn’t as good as centaurs, but their burst speed is faster.
The second is their fangs and claws; each demon leopard has astounding combat power, easily tearing through any enemy with their claws and teeth.
Two or three hundred years ago, the Heaven Demon Banner’s demon leopard numbers did not exceed ten thousand. It was the Demon Sky Clan that spent astronomical resources, fenced a vast hunting ground, reared countless livestock, and planted nurous Bright Demon Fruit trees, increasing the Demon Leopard Legion to over one hundred thousand.
Later, the Rakshasa Royal Family allocated an area exceeding two hundred thousand square kiloters specifically for the breeding of demon leopards.
Taking over two to three hundred years, almost at the expense of massive ecological damage, the demon leopards multiplied to twenty thousand across the Demon Sky Clan’s one hundred seventy thousand square kiloters terrain, becoming a supre ace force.
It’s said, three leopards to one horse.
aning, three demon leopards can equal the combat power of one centaur.
According to that logic, sixty thousand demon leopards can match twenty thousand centaurs.
And now, there are thirty thousand demon leopards.
Lanling looked down from the sky, realizing the speed of the demon leopard legion was indeed astonishing, with a burst speed likely exceeding three hundred kiloters per hour.
This speed is truly overwhelming!
Every demon leopard is black, and as the thirty thousand Demon Leopard Legion galloped forth like a dark tide, the scene is imnsely awe-inspiring.
...
"Formation, formation, formation!"
The three Khan leaders of the Centaur roared loudly.
Imdiately, the twenty thousand Centaur Army swiftly ford up, arranging into a phalanx.
The strongest centaurs were on the outer edge.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Shield after shield, enormous in size, slamd onto the ground, layering one atop the other!
Each shield stands five ters tall, three ters wide, over an inch thick, weighing about five tons.
Such massive shields are hardly manageable by any but the mighty centaur warriors.
Several thousand massive shields ford four steel walls, in a square shape, ten ters high, a periter of ten thousand ters.
The twenty thousand Centaur Army stood behind this makeshift steel fortress.
As they watched the tide-like Demon Leopard Legion surge forward, none of the centaurs felt fear, instead invigorated, blood boiling.
In truth, Lanling’s million-strong Skeleton Legion was not far behind, ready to enter the battlefield at any mont.
But the several Khan leaders of the centaurs pleaded with Lanling, insisting the centaur army shouldn’t rely observe the battlefield, they must fight to the extre.
Centaurs want to announce to the world, they are the cavalry overlords of the land, that the notion of three leopards to one horse is impossible.
Sixty thousand demon leopards are not opponents of twenty thousand centaurs.
Lanling agreed, willing to give the centaurs the chance to prove their honor, willing to let them fight wildly.
"Brothers, the chance to prove our centaur invincibility has co, the chance to show we are Your Majesty’s Whips of World Extinction has co."
"Fight for Your Majesty, live greatly, die gloriously!"
"Fight for Your Majesty!"
"Fight for Your Majesty!"
From afar, the Demon Lord heard the calls of the centaur army, his expression slightly changed, saying, "His Majesty the Rakshasa King should co listen."
...
A distance of twenty-five thousand ters, for the Demon Leopard Legion, only takes six minutes.
Looking ahead at the steel fortress ford by centaurs with giant shields, neither the demon leopards nor the barbarian samurai on their backs lacked combat desire and will.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..."
These barbarian samurai scread wildly, waving their axes.
The Demon Leopard Legion drew closer and closer to the steel fortress of centaurs.
One thousand ters...
Five hundred ters...
Three hundred ters...
One hundred ters...
Lanling’s eyes widened to the extre, as did the Demon Lord’s.
The most thrilling mont was about to arrive.
The two ace cavalryforces of the Rakshasa Domain would soon wage a decisive battle on this plain—a battle of honor, a battle of destiny.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
A series of deafening thunderous sounds.
Countless mbers of the Demon Leopard Legion, like a dark tide, violently collided against the shield wall of the Centaur Army.
Suddenly, this massive shield wall rely slightly shook.
Though the shield wall was tall, at ten ters high, it couldn’t easily withstand the assault of the Demon Leopard Legion.
One by one, the demon leopards crouched down, forming a slope, allowing their companions to climb onto their backs, and charge over the ten-ter-high shield wall.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
More and more demon leopards leaped over the wall, rushing into the centaur formation.
Behind the walls, countless centaur warriors lined up neatly, gripping swords over three ters long, spinning wildly.
No extra moves, every centaur warrior spun two great swords furiously.
Hell’s Demon Slash or Cyclone Slash alike.
In short, these two swords spun faster than an electric fan.
Over ten thousand centaurs spun over twenty thousand swords fiercely.
Inside the shield wall, the centaur formation turned into a terrifying at grinder.
Countless demon leopards charged over the wall, only to be instantly shredded to pulp, barely able to wave their claws; the barbarian samurai on their backs couldn’t swing axes before becoming pulp.
A terrifying slaughter.
A terrifying at grinder.
Bloodstained chaos, flesh flying everywhere.
The ace of the Heaven Demon Banner, countless Demon Leopard Legion mbers—split into pieces in an instant!
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