Published: March 2, 2025
The power of the Corpse Puppet was formidable, but the cyclops was no weakling either. The two engaged in a fierce battle that lasted over ten minutes before the Corpse Puppet was finally able to kill the demon creature.
"However, holding on is enough."
The strength of that cyclops truly shocked Fang Yuqiong. It was likely that this demon creature belonged to the elite ranks among the demonic clan's eighth-level warriors.
As Fang Yuqiong pondered this, he turned his gaze in all directions.
What he saw left him dumbfounded.
Countless twelve-meter-tall cyclopes slowly rose from the dust, drawing their massive swords and flexing their muscles. Then, a roar erupted!
The collective cries of the cyclopes resonated, blowing away the dust and tearing through the air. In an instant, the sand and debris kicked up by their landing resembled a sandstorm as it was swept away into the distance.
At this moment, the battlefield became clear...
And soon after...
A more brutal close-quarters battle began!
The descending cyclopes not only sliced through the military formations, disrupting the ranks under Fang Yuqiong's command, but they also occupied every Exchange Stone Pillar in the area, making it a luxury for the remaining professionals to advance. Meanwhile, the sheer size of the cyclopes provided them with unimaginable power.
Although most of these thousands of cyclopes were only at peak level 7, with a mere tenth reaching the limit breaker level, the disparity in racial talents made one-on-one or even ten-on-one encounters a luxury.
The powerful racial talents meant that each of these cyclopes was equivalent to a peak-level divine beast species!
When Fang Yuqiong landed on the ground, he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw these terrifying warriors of the demonic clan swinging their massive swords, reaping the lives of soldiers as if they were harvesting wheat. Only military officers above the school level could barely withstand a cyclops with their individual strength.
But how many school-level officers could there be?
Less than a thousand!
In an instant, Fang Yuqiong was overwhelmed by the unfavorable battle situation, and everything he had learned from his father was long forgotten.
Until the voice of his aide brought him back to reality.
"Young Master! Young Master!"
Fang Yuqiong turned back to look at his aide, who was also his father's personal guard. The aide's tone was serious but composed as he quickly spoke to Fang Yuqiong.
"Young Master, we can still fight this battle; we need to..."
A series of suggestions poured from the aide's mouth. Seeing Fang Yuqiong still in a daze, he sighed inwardly.
It couldn't be said that he was useless... it was just that he had experienced too little, was too young, and had been too well protected by his elders, making him weak in withstanding blows...
Halfway through his words, the aide fell silent, silently taking Fang Yuqiong's place as he issued a series of orders.
There were only over ten thousand enemies, while they had a million on their side!
Although individual strength was not superior, their overall strength was overwhelmingly great…
It was one thing to be caught off guard by the demonic clan’s "falling from the sky" tactic and quite another to be caught off guard by their middle-line attack. However, in close-quarters combat, there was no room for strategies; it was purely a battle of raw strength!
With over a million peak-level 7 professionals plus soul puppets, and a large number of eighth-level professionals who were just on the verge of advancement, mere thousands of demon creatures that were comparable to peak-level divine beast species were indeed troublesome but not an insurmountable force.
In fact, the aide even believed that this sudden attack could be dealt with quickly, allowing them to reorganize their defensive positions in a short time.
There were no significant problems...
The aide issued orders one after another, and in just a moment, the situation on the battlefield improved considerably.