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Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Chapter 1353: Meat Grinder (Part Six) 🍖

Published: March 2, 2025

The artillery position was destroyed in just a few seconds, and upon witnessing this scene, Qin Tian let out a sigh.

First came the demon archers, then the frenzied demons, followed by the three-headed demonic dragons and the ancient demon glory squad, and finally, a giant ogre and a heavy cannon destroyed everything.

These five layers of tactics seemed simple, but their quality was extremely high. In such a short time, no less than ten thousand eighth-level limit breaker demonic creatures perished.

As a result, the goals set by the demonic clan had already been achieved!

Within the Demon Realm Gate, a cacophony of sounds erupted, as if countless insects were crawling endlessly, until a black-skinned demon creature stumbled out from the Demon Realm Gate…

“Boom!”

Like a volcanic eruption, a multitude of demonic creatures surged forth from the hundreds of Demon Realm Gates. Their crimson eyes sparkled as if they were on drugs, moving chaotically yet swiftly as they charged toward the military formation in Beijing.

Compared to the elite forces just moments ago…

These “small fries” were likely the main force in this battle.

Seeing this, Qin Tian unleashed his sword light once more, sweeping away not only the soaring three-headed demonic dragons in the sky but also annihilating over half of the ancient demon glory squad on the ground. He looked into the distance, raising the Bone Sword to issue a comprehensive war alert.

However, out of the corner of his eye, Qin Tian suddenly noticed that the corpses of the dead demonic creatures on the ground had abruptly flashed with light.

“Be careful!”

A roar echoed in all directions, but in the next instant, a violent explosion erupted!

“Boom!”

Massive mushroom clouds rose from all corners of the military formation, accompanied by splattered blood and mud, as severed limbs and broken bodies flew about. All the recently deceased demonic creatures had self-exploded!

Under such a scale of martyrdom, the entire military formation was instantly thrown into chaos, no longer retaining its previous order.

Qin Tian floated in the air, dumbfounded. The shockwave from the explosion rustled his clothing as he gazed down at the hellish scene and then at the rapidly approaching demonic tide. In that moment, his face turned completely pale.

The so-called military formation, in the eyes of the military, was seen as an excellent embodiment of coordination, unity, and concentrated power; however, at this moment, the demonic clan had taught the military in Beijing a valuable lesson.

Our guerrilla tactics can also have their merits...

At the very least, they won’t be swept away by a single cannon shot…

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As the smoke and blood scattered through the air, the first black-skinned demon creature charged into the swirling dust storm.

Though scattered and disorganized, even the pinnacle eighth-level black-skinned demon creatures, in terms of individual strength, were still inferior to the soldiers of Beijing. However, first intercepting the elite forces of the demonic clan and then suffering heavy damage from the corpse explosions, at this moment, how many front-line warriors were left in a complete state?

A soldier who got blasted by a corpse explosion had just gotten to his feet, barely able to spit out the blood from his mouth, when a black-skinned demon creature sprinted up beside him.

It opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs, and swung its thin, dark arms, with claws like daggers. These sharp claws viciously plunged into the soldier's eyes.

A chilling scream erupted but quickly faded, as the black-skinned demon creature that delivered the final blow didn’t even consider expanding its gains. It lowered its head and greedily stuffed the corpses on the ground into its mouth, resembling a gluttonous dead soul.

Arthur had just stabilized himself after the explosion, only to witness this scene of brutal slaughter.

The nearby combatants had dwindled significantly; the soldiers who had yet to die merely lay on the ground, gasping for breath, resembling lambs awaiting slaughter. Ahead lay a sea of black demonic creatures, surging forward like locusts, and even though the Void Fleet continuously supplied firepower from above, it felt as insignificant as a few stones in a river, providing only a shallow diversion before losing all effectiveness.