Chapter 1730

They were already charging down the mountain, and now they're leaping this high—these 700 Frenzied Corpses could probably smash over a hundred of the female soldiers to death on impact!

But… that was only Xu Jun's thought.

Tang Ruan narrowed her eyes: "All units, attention—thrust and leap, send them all flying back!"

"Understood!"

The 250 female spearmen lined up in a single row, stretching the formation to match the width of the Frenzied Corpse horde.

By common sense, a formation this thin would be broken apart by 700 dogs charging in, let alone Frenzied Corpses.

A normal commander wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

Yet, these female soldiers did exactly that.

Not only that, but they stared straight up at the Frenzied Corpses diving down at an angle.

"Thrust!"

"Thrust, thrust!"

The figures of the 250 female spearmen shot forward several meters in a flash.

Immediately after, long legs kicked the ground with astonishing speed.

Tatta-tat!

Tatta-tat!

The female spearmen leaped into the air.

Given their slender figures, they shouldn't have made any impact on the ground at all.

Yet, the instant their white high heels stomped down, cracks appeared in the dry earth.

Some of the soldiers even stamped deep shoe-prints into the ground.

Whoooosh~

Whoooosh~

The female soldiers leaped high into the air.

Each one locked onto a Frenzied Corpse.

Jumping up from the bottom of the slope, they actually leaped higher than the Frenzied Corpses??

The dozens of meters between the two sides closed in an instant.

Close enough to touch.

It really was a hair-trigger moment, but under the genetic dynamic vision of the female soldiers, the Frenzied Corpses' movements seemed to slow down.

As if the whole world had slowed.

In a moment like this, right before engagement, was there really still time to think?

The female soldiers stared at the Frenzied Corpses, with only one thought in their minds.

So ugly!

No nose—just two black holes.

No eyelids—blood-red eyes completely engorged.

No lips—sharp fangs bared to the air.

They really do look like muscular living corpses.

Their arms were genuinely thick, rows of dark-red, purplish muscles packed tight together, swollen blue-black veins writhing like snakes.

The claws were razor-sharp—one scratch and you'd lose a serious amount of blood.

So they had to strike first!

In mid-air, the female soldiers took aim at their targets and instantly locked onto the point of attack.

The head!

The weak point of most living things is the head!

At that thought, the world in their eyes changed once more.

The ugly head up ahead to the slant instantly grew larger—from the size of a watermelon to what looked like an oversized iron wok.

That big?

Wouldn't that be easy to hit?

The dynamic vision effect really was incredibly useful, and combined with the magnification from the link-up, it was even better!

The long, thick Moon-Chasing Spear thrust out.

The spear-tip flashed like silver, driving straight into the Frenzied Corpse's head.

Puff-puff-puff!

Pshk! Splutch!

Splutch! Pshk!

The long spears moved like dragons.

Blood and brain matter sprayed everywhere together.

Over a hundred Frenzied Corpses' heads burst open, hanging on the spear-tips like skinned prey, with only their limbs still twitching.

Another hundred-plus were stabbed through the body.

Some were pierced through the throat, some through the heart—the spear running through their chest, lungs, and neck. Though the positions differed, under the brutal horizontal thrust of these coarse and heavy spears, they were all utterly, irreversibly dead.

Originally, a single thrust would have been hard to deal a fatal blow to the Frenzied Corpses.

But this was no ordinary thrust.

Both sides were charging at full speed, then slammed together in a violent collision—right now, the Moon-Chasing Spear wasn't a spear at all, but an armor-piercing round.

Even walking into a tree could split your head open.

Let alone a clash of this intensity at such speed.

The speed brought a massive attack bonus, and the skill power of the thrust technique made the Moon-Chasing Spear explode in destructive force.

One-hit kill!

250 female soldiers instantly killed 250 Frenzied Ghouls.

Not a single one missed.

Moreover, with the tremendous momentum from their body weight and the extremely heavy Mystic Maiden Armor, the female soldiers didn't fall at all—instead they kept charging forward, only the speed of their charge had slowed.

They carried the Frenzied Ghouls' corpses and smashed forward, skewering the second batch of Frenzied Ghouls as well.

Too bad.

Without the extreme speed bonus and without the technique boost, this second strike only killed 100 Frenzied Ghouls, with over 150 more merely wounded.

If those 150 were human enemies, being wounded could be considered losing combat ability.

But they weren't human—they were Frenzied Ghouls—so those 150 wounded Frenzied Ghouls actually seized the chance and slashed down viciously with both claws.

"Roar roar aow aow aow ah!!"

"Roar roar roar aow aow!!"

Frenzied Ghouls really can't be underestimated.

In just 2 seconds, the female spearmen were clawed frantically several times, and their HP was actually torn down by 10%—and this 10% was calculated on top of the 4,800-point durability of the Mystic Maiden Armor.

After all kinds of bonuses, these female spearmen's HP all exceeded 8,000 points, and their defense was also very high.

Losing 10% under these circumstances means 800 HP gone.

That's a pretty strong attack.

If they were normal human female soldiers, they'd absolutely have been torn apart by now.

Fortunately, these female soldiers weren't normal female soldiers.

"Counterattack!"

"Everyone together, thrust!"

"Thrust! Thrust!"

"Roar roar roar aow aow!!"

A clear shout rang out, and the female soldiers' figures blurred forward once again.

The Frenzied Ghouls also lunged madly, sharp claws and fangs attacking together.

Puchi puchi puchi!

Kaka kaka kaka!

Puchi puchi puchi!

Spears thrust in chaos.