Published: March 2, 2025
It was indeed enough.
As the upper half of the cyclops materialized out of thin air, its lower half remained engulfed in a cloud of black flames.
Within this black cloud, large fireballs, each ten meters in diameter, began to rain down on the ground. From a distance, it appeared as though countless black lines extended from the dark clouds.
These lines fell straight down, creating a battlefield divided by a boundary marked by Arthur and Qin Tian at the forefront of the Beijing side, where the fireballs burned and severed their limits, leading to a decisive finishing move!
Qin Tian stood on one side of the boundary and looked up at the sky, where the cyclops opened its large mouth. Suddenly, the air swirled violently, and even Qin Tian, who was outside the cyclops's attack range, felt his hair wildly fly around as if someone was tugging at his hair from above.
The demonic clan members within the attack range were even less fortunate.
At the peak of level eight, all demonic creatures at or below this level seemed unable to control their bodies, being swept up by the raging airflow. They were propelled into the sky, where they faced two rows of sharp teeth, numbering 188 in total!
“Crunch…”
“Crunch…”
The crisp sound of chewing echoed as the cyclops's dog head expanded to nearly 300 meters in size. Even from the Eighth District Forward Base, one could clearly see that massive face, its teeth gnashing continuously, while black-purple Demon Blood poured down like a torrential rain.
It was a complete crushing!
Unspoken brutality!
Qin Tian even saw the demonic clan briefly stir in chaos, but before they could decide whether to advance or retreat, a greater disaster descended from the sky!
The black cloud of flames from the cyclops's lower half suddenly expanded, and then this fire cloud, resembling a barrier, descended rapidly from the sky, crashing down onto the battlefield of the demonic clan in an instant.
In a moment, intense heat ignited, and the entire battlefield fell completely silent.
…
Looking at the seemingly endless layer of black flames ahead, Qin Tian swallowed but didn’t know what to say.
The recent battle, the clash between the two sides, the desperate struggle, at this moment, seemed to become a complete joke...
The flames came and went quickly. When the cyclops began to condense its lower half in the sky, the layer of flames on the ground vanished without a trace, leaving behind only the crystallized earth.
Qin Tian watched as the cyclops descended next to him, taking a moment to calm his emotions before feigning nonchalance and raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, well, um, should I thank you or do something... Um, or should I ask if you need my help…”
Qin Tian’s words sounded calm, but they appeared illogical and incoherent. Hearing this, the cyclops merely turned to look at Qin Tian.
Those blood-red eyes made Qin Tian instinctively take three steps back, as if he couldn’t bear the cyclops's gaze.
After a while, the cyclops finally spoke.
“I will help you defend for a while; as for what you should do… first, you should gather your retreating men, and secondly, you should ask Lin Haifeng.”
After saying this, the cyclops flicked its tail and hastily rushed towards the battlefield it had just ravaged. It looked at the flat, crystallized land devoid of anything, and in a place where Qin Tian couldn’t see, it grinned fiercely.
“Going too hard, not leaving even a scrap of food; damn, this is a big loss…”
…
In the Eastern Defense Zone, Fang Yuqiong's retreat without a fight seemed to signal the complete collapse of the entire eastern defense area!
A large number of warriors were mercilessly slaughtered, with fewer and fewer of their own personnel, while the main force of the demonic tide rushed to the front lines, and the enemies grew increasingly numerous. At this moment, the Corpse Puppet was barely holding off the attack of the cyclops leader, but deep within, it felt utterly hopeless.
It was over; this battle was completely doomed…