Chapter 51: Purgatory Drill

After the Centaur light cavalry joined the battlefield, the demon army staged a scene of what it means to be defeated like a mountain. After several rounds of charges, the demon formation completely collapsed. The Dretch Demons fleeing everywhere greatly interfered with the siege of the heavy cavalry. Uglu saw this and immediately ordered the heavy cavalry to advance.

Without the replenishment of subsequent reinforcements, the defense line composed of Abyssal Giant Armor Demons was quickly crushed by the constantly attacking Ogres. The heavy cavalry, which moved again, became the nightmare of the demons again. With the sound of heavy horns, the army quickly gathered at the location of the demon lord.

At the same time, the light cavalry, under the leadership of Ryan, constantly attacked those Berserk Demon commanders who were trying to reorganize the formation. After the fifth time of dispersing the re-gathered demon teams, the demons finally collapsed completely. All demons facing the Ogre position were now crazily twisting their bodies, using claws, horns, and all means to push away their kind, trying to escape to the rear.

The demon commander's hoarse roar was completely drowned out. There were no more orders on the battlefield, only countless shrieks, roars, and wails representing fear, pain, and extreme selfishness, forming a harsh symphony of chaos belonging to failure. The weak Dretch Demons became the most direct victims. They were slapped away like garbage by the tall Berserk Demons, and any kind that blocked the escape route of powerful demons would be immediately torn apart by their so-called kind.

Some cunning Succubi did not hesitate to cast spells to detonate or charm the low-level demons around them, making them meat shields to attract fire for the pursuers. And the injured Vrock Demons, on the way to escape, would even grab the Dretch Demons fleeing around them and stuff them into their mouths to chew, trying to restore a bit of strength or heal wounds by devouring the weak energy remaining in these demons.

The demon lord Kas the Skinner was currently caught in the torrent of retreat. Its roar was full of unwillingness and pure rage. It personally beheaded more than a dozen deserters, trying to reorganize its forces, but the wave of defeat was like an avalanche, unstoppable. Finally, realizing that the situation was gone, it issued the most vicious curse and tore open an unstable teleportation gate, trying to escape from this battlefield that was like purgatory.

However, this was wishful thinking after all. A highly compressed, nearly transparent wind blade shot out silently. It did not fly toward the demon lord's body with amazing defensive power, but like the most precise scalpel, cut into the weakest, most energy-disordered side edge of the teleportation gate in parallel.

The wind element magic contained in the wind blade itself collided violently with the chaotic energy of the teleportation gate, like dropping cold water into a boiling pot of oil. The already unstable edge was suddenly torn open a larger gap.

The precision of maintaining the teleportation gate, even if it was the precision of chaos, the magic circuit was rudely cut off. The energy vortex inside lost its restraint and changed from orderly flow to complete runaway. Filthy colors spewed crazily, like a punctured abscess, spreading rapidly to the surroundings.

The teleportation gate could not maintain its form, and after a flash of blinding filthy light, it collapsed inward. It was not an explosion, but more like being crushed by an invisible giant hand. Space itself seemed to let out a painful groan, and then, the location of the teleportation gate became a short, absolutely dark point of nothingness.

Then an invisible shock ring mixed with space fragments and chaotic magic energy expanded rapidly in a spherical shape with the nothingness point as the center. The demons swept by, whether they were powerful Vrock Demons or weak Dretch Demons, were like being thrown into a meat grinder, their bodies twisted, torn, and turned into a mist of blood.

Kas the Skinner, who was maintaining the teleportation gate, suffered the most direct and terrifying spell backlash. It let out a shrill scream that did not belong to this world, and its huge body was thrown hard from the collapsed "doorway" by the out-of-control magic power, its body covered with deep-to-the-bone wounds as if cut by space itself.

The demon lord, who had fallen into a state of madness, directly grabbed a Vrock Demon beside it, dug out its heart and stuffed it into its mouth. After the same operation continued five times, it seemed to have regained its strength. At the same time, it also regained its confidence, and actually demanded that the defenders fight it one-on-one, but Braga obviously did not intend to satisfy this request.

"Uglu, Black Feather, Sha Lu Te, you three go to meet the battle, don't kill it, this time is mainly to improve your combat experience, there are people waiting to use it later!" Braga, who was a Master Rank, intended to make full use of this training opportunity to let his subordinates improve faster.

"Sha Lu Te Shatter-Tooth! Demons, remember your grandfather's name. When your soul reaches your Abyssal Overlord, you can explain clearly who beat you to death." I saw an Ogre as tall as a Minotaur, very arrogantly shirtless and carrying a mace, rushing over from the rear riding a giant tusk wild boar.

The demon lord saw this and didn't talk nonsense, raising its hand and slashing. Sha Lu Te didn't block, directly dodged the blow sideways, and raised the mace to smash at the demon lord's head. Under the blessing of Martial Skill: Heavy Strike, the mace directly smashed the demon lord's entire left shoulder, along with its arm.

"Dirty pig, you pissed me off! You will pay the price for this behavior!" Having said this, a residual image attacked. Sha Lu Te, who had no time to dodge, had to put the mace in front of him to block. With a tooth-aching sound, accompanied by a burst of sparks, Sha Lu Te flew out instantly and fell heavily into the pile of Dretch Demon corpses.

The demon lord, who had regrown its arm, arrived in an instant, waving its blade and slashing again. When the chaotic giant blade was about to touch Sha Lu Te, it suddenly let go and retracted without warning. At the same time, under the application of Martial Skill: Side Slash, Sha Lu Te waved the mace in a very strange posture, sweeping past the position where the demon lord's arm had just held the blade and slashed.

Sha Lu Te attacked again, and the demon lord blocked angrily. The chaotic giant blade collided with the mace, making a deafening sound. Sha Lu Te was shaken back half a step, his tiger's mouth cracked, but he let out an excited roar instead. He ignored defense completely, using the heavy characteristics of the mace to launch continuous heavy strikes, each stick aiming at weapons, joints, and other hard-hitting places.

Sha Lu Te seemed to be using his body to feel the strength level of the Master Rank. He verified his limits in actual combat, how many such impacts he could withstand in a head-on confrontation, and learned how to use weapon characteristics (such as the mace's armor-piercing and blunt strike) to cause effective damage under stronger power. After ten moves, he was panting like an ox, his arms trembling, but he retreated with an excited face. His mace already had gaps left by the demon lord's weapon.

Seeing that Sha Lu Te was exhausted, Uglu hurriedly rushed up with his battle axe, replacing his Ogre comrade. His huge double-edged battle axe shone with cold light in the dim light. Unlike Sha Lu Te, his fighting was full of the combination of the Minotaur's traditional power and precision.

Uglu did not rush to attack. His huge hooves stepped with steady steps, moving around the demon lord who was slow due to the previous confrontation. Suddenly, he rushed forward, the battle axe not hacking, but a treacherous upward sweep, aiming at the weak point where the demon lord's arm connected to the torso.

Every attack of his landed when the demon's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet arisen. The heavy battle axe seemed to have spirituality in his hands, sometimes hacking like thunder, forcing the opponent to block hard, consuming its remaining physical strength. Sometimes stabbing like a snake, using the axe tip to try to pry open the chest armor already covered with cracks, making the demon lord angry.

Uglu was practicing how to deal with an opponent whose strength and experience were far higher than his own but whose state was extremely poor. He was learning to read the enemy's micro-expressions and muscle movements, looking for flaws in defense. His fighting was the ultimate demonstration of killing skills. After a heavy slash that almost split the opponent's shoulder blade, he retreated calmly, leaving space for the last companion to practice.

The Harpy descended from the sky, her pure black feathers making her seem to have condensed directly from the shadows. She did not approach, but hovered at a safe distance, her golden vertical pupils calmly examining the demon lord who was covered in bruises, furious but stumbling.

She raised her hand, not even needing to chant, and several compressed wind bullets hit the demon lord's ankles, knees, and wrists like invisible heavy punches. This was not a fatal attack, but further weakening and interference, destroying its balance and interrupting the desperate spells it might be secretly preparing.

She manipulated the airflow, rolling up the dust and sulfur smoke filling the battlefield, forming a small-scale shielding area, interfering with the demon lord's line of sight. At the same time, she cast the Sharp Wind Barrier, and invisible but substantial wind blades rotated at high speed in front of her, detonating or deflecting the evil fireballs or ground tremors thrown by the demon lord in advance.

Black Feather was practicing how to use magic to unilaterally ravage a powerful melee fighter. She tested the opponent's magic resistance bottom line and practiced how to achieve the greatest degree of control and harassment with minimal magic consumption. She was showing everyone how a top-tier caster could make it a luxury for a brute to even touch the corner of her clothes.

After the first batch of battles ended, Braga sent out combat personnel again. This time it was Centaur Ryan Red-Plain, Gnoll Gisk Rust-Claw, and Ogre Karog Iron-Tusk. Except for Karog who was a warrior, the others were rangers. The difference was that Ryan liked to use bows and arrows for long-range attacks, supplemented by dual scimitars for melee defense, while Gisk preferred to set up various traps and use short knives for close-range sneak attacks.

After three consecutive batches of battles, the demon lord seemed to have exhausted its physical strength, kneeling on the ground panting heavily, barely relying on the chaotic giant blade to keep itself from falling. Seeing this, Braga went up and solved it with an axe, and ordered the mid-level demons to practice combat skills in batches with high-level demons as objects. ===== CHAPTER 52 =====