Published: March 12, 2025
Chapter 838: Victory in Battle
Before, Zhao Hai was somewhat worried about the spear attacks from the divine race, but now, there was no such problem for him. Klein's defensive magic circle had already been researched and it was time to put it to use.
As soon as the divine race's spear was thrown, a layer of red translucent shield suddenly enveloped the undead beings on the outskirts. When their spears touched the shield, they were instantly burnt to ashes by it.
Currently, Zhao Hai had the most fire crystals at his disposal, so he used this kind of defensive magic cannon for those undead beings. Likewise, Zhao Hai wanted to test how strong this defensive magic circle was.
The defensive capabilities of the magic circle did not disappoint Zhao Hai. The spears thrown by the divine race not only failed to penetrate the shield but were also turned to dust by it, which demonstrated the strength of the shield itself.
The divine race was stunned by the scene before them. Not just the divine race, but Fei'er and the others were also taken aback, except for the Dragon King, who remained calm yet wore a joyful expression.
The reason the Dragon King was happy was that Zhao Hai had also equipped the demon squad with this defensive magic circle. This defensive magic circle was used by one for every ten thousand people, and the circle was carried on the back of a large undead creature. As the army advanced or retreated, it ensured that the troops were always under the protection of the shield during battles.
One should not underestimate the protection of this shield. Not to mention the incredible defensive power it possessed, even if the shield could only withstand a few attacks, it would greatly reduce casualties and significantly boost the morale of Zhao Hai's side while diminishing that of the enemy.
Zhao Hai smiled slightly and said, "I was hesitant to confront your divine race head-on before, but now, heh." After speaking, Zhao Hai ordered the undead carrying the magic cannons to retreat, then sent the larger undead forward.
As these undead charged forward, the divine race's army became restless, not for any other reason, but because these undead were dressed identically to the divine race's army; they were former soldiers of the divine race who had turned into undead.
The charging divine race undead initially advanced in a magic cube formation, but when they were about a thousand meters from the divine race's army, they suddenly transitioned into a conical formation that was continuously rotating.
To be honest, not many people in the divine race's army had ever fought head-on with the Ark Continent's forces, so they were encountering such a formation for the first time. Moreover, since the charging undead were also from the divine race, the divine race's troops momentarily became somewhat flustered.
However, the divine race soldiers proved worthy of their lineage. As the two armies were about to clash, their formation stabilized. They quickly expanded their ranks, and everyone raised their domains.
Just then, a chilling scene occurred. At the same time as they erected their shields, the divine race's undead army also raised their shields, causing the entire continent to undergo some unnoticed changes.
The rotation speed of the formation increased, but this large formation was not rotating around a single point; instead, it revolved around four individuals as its apex. The domains raised by these four individuals formed a sword-shaped area, turning the front of the entire formation into a powerful weapon.
Behind this apex, the divine race soldiers also raised sword-shaped shields, and the entire conical formation resembled a giant bamboo shoot, with scales being peeled away.
This massive bamboo shoot charged directly into the divine race's army, acting like an enormous meat grinder, shredding everything in its path.
Although the soldiers in the divine race’s army also raised their domains, facing this bamboo shoot formation made them feel as if they were battling countless formidable powers. The attacks came in waves, and their domains could hardly hold for long before shattering. The only fate for the divine race soldiers whose domains were broken was death!