Chapter 1789

Both sides rapidly closed the distance.

But at that moment, some slender figures, pale white tinged with pink, suddenly appeared among the goblin horde.

What was that?

Not the metallic white of iron armor.

More like the tender white of delicate skin?

The next instant, those figures swiftly broke away from the goblin formation, rushed down the mountain at speed, and sprinted toward the female soldiers of Zhao Chi's army.

Looking closely, those white shadows turned out to be a group of female elves?

Huh?

Where did they come from?

They clearly hadn't been seen just now.

There were roughly four hundred female elves, all of them naked.

Only their feet wore tattered elven boots — perhaps so as not to hinder their running speed?

Their fair, tender skin was covered with wounds of various sizes.

Some were bleeding cuts, some were scabbed-over scars, some were purplish bruises.

Especially on the chest and between the legs, the wounds were extremely conspicuous and severe.

But that was still normal.

Because some of the female elves had no ears to be seen, some had their noses sliced off, some were missing an eye, some had no teeth at all, some even had no mouth.

Some female elves had all kinds of things scribbled on their bodies, but that was still on the better side, because plenty of it wasn't drawn on but carved in with a knife.

Their bodies bore not only drawings but, more often, carved words, most of them filled with insulting language.

Although the bones and internal organs couldn't be confirmed, judging from their outward appearance, at the very least the flesh wounds were fairly serious.

Yet they seemed completely unaffected, charging down the mountain at full speed.

And without exception, every one of them wore a blank, vacant expression.

Their eyes were lifeless.

Their pupils had no focus.

Like they were absent-minded, or sleepwalking.

But more like… they'd been broken.

After all, they were female elves who'd run out from the goblin horde…

They must have all suffered unspeakable things.

Such things didn't need guessing — they were bound to have happened.

These female elves were very fast, clearly a cut above the goblins.

They ran like mad.

Like they'd seized a chance to flee for their lives.

Their plump areas swung, trembled, jolted, and shook violently.

A sight that would normally catch the eye — but Zhao Chi had no mood to appreciate it at all, only felt it was unbearable to look at.

Truly unbearable to look at.

On the rounded curves, full or petite, every one bore wounds.

Some were even mutilated.

Clearly torn or bitten off.

The female elves charged at full speed.

In just over ten seconds, they'd already pulled a great distance from the goblins.

Recklessly rushing toward Zhao Chi's army.

Tang Ruan up ahead was shocked, her eyes wide.

With a trace of sympathy, she turned and asked: "My lord, did those female elves escape? Should we rescue them?"

Zhuang Ya frowned: "Why do I feel something's off? Those female elves' eyes look very blank, like they're not lucid — they seem to be acting unconsciously."

Qi Yue nodded: "I also think they're a bit strange. It doesn't look like they're fleeing, more like they're charging."

Tang Ruan, puzzled: "Charging? Why would those female elves help the goblins? Were they forced to attack us?"

Zhuang Ya: "Even so, they shouldn't just come over like this. They have no weapons, and they're naked — what kind of attacking power could they possibly have?"

Qi Yue: "But looking at the state of them, they really are pitiful. They must have endured plenty of torment. Sigh…"

Zhuang Ya nodded: "Yes, even I wouldn't want to torment someone into this state."

Gu Qing: "Let's not be careless. No matter what, those female elves are currently the enemy's people. We can avoid using weapons to attack, and instead use shields and legs to stop them. If they really did escape, we can consider taking them prisoner; if they're here to attack… we can also just take them prisoner directly. What do you think, my lord?"

Zhao Chi spoke through Gu Qing's mouth: "Alright, do it that way."

Gu Qing gave the order: "All Silk Race, step forward. Once those female elves get close, spray silk immediately — prevent them from getting in close."

"Yes!"

Tang Ruan's spearmen slowed slightly, and the Silk Race female soldiers behind rushed up to the front.

The formation shift was completed in an instant.

Immediately after, the Silk Race female soldiers spread out their line.

Making the entire female-soldier formation as wide as the charging female elves.

Every Silk Race female soldier held a shield in her left hand, with her right hand already ready to spray silk.

After a while, the female elves' speed not only didn't drop, but grew faster and faster as they charged.

Clearly already far exceeding the elven race's normal movement ability.

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Zhao Chi, Tang Ruan, Gu Qing, Zhuang Ya, Qi Yue, Si Zu

Even with a speed boost from going downhill, it shouldn't be that fast.

Gu Qing's brow furrowed.

"Silk-tribe, pay attention—spray your silk early, at twenty meters out from the enemy. Don't let them rush in too close."

"Yes!!"

The silk threads can be sprayed roughly five to ten meters.

Beyond ten meters, they need to spray upward and let the residual force carry the threads forward.

Gu Qing can spray farther because she has the Wind-Riding Art, using the wind to extend the threads' range.

But now there are two hundred ninety female soldiers—Gu Qing's Wind-Riding Art can't cover that many people.

Still, spraying early increases the density of the threads, filling the air ahead with a fine mesh of silk.

Zhao Chi felt something was missing.

It still didn't seem like enough.

Since this is a full-power battle, hold nothing back.

Zhao Chi 【Gu Qing, I'll use up all my spiritual power—replenish me in time】

Gu Qing 【Understood】

In an instant.

A great blaze of strange light flared up.

Gu Qing's body turned hazy, and the next moment, light burst forth in every direction.

Gu Qing's six thousand-plus spiritual power drained away in an instant.

All four female heroes and sixty Silk-tribe female soldiers grew larger.

The female heroes exceeded 4.2 meters tall and weighed over 2.7 tons, with a gigantification rate of +1186%, lasting 59.3 minutes.

The female soldiers were nearly 3.8 meters tall and weighed over 2.1 tons, with a gigantification rate of +906%, lasting 45.3 minutes.

Using the Gigantification Art now is not only safer, but with the boosts applied, its duration is already very long.

Lasting through this entire battle is no problem at all.

Sixty-four giant women charged forward, their footfalls rumbling the ground.

But the female elves showed no expression.

They kept pumping their nearly exhausted long legs, running desperately.

Instead, it was Pang Hai, observing from the mountain, who narrowed his eyes.

He asked the clan-sister beside him: "Pang Lei, what skill is that? Multiplication Art?"

Pang Lei shook her head: "Doesn't seem like it—Multiplication Art isn't this big. Maybe an advanced form of it?"

Another elven hero, Mu Na, said: "It doesn't matter, my lord. Even if it's an advanced Multiplication Art, it's fine. It boosts their HP and attack, but their evasion will drop sharply—our goblin javelins will land much easier. We can skewer them all before they reach us."