Chapter 1808

Zhao Chi 【……mm】

"Flying Thrust!!"

One last thrust!

Bang bang bang poo crash!

Several dozen goblins were sent flying, and Tang Ruan pierced straight through to the rear of the goblin formation.

Every gaze around was filled with terror.

Even the high-rank goblins had no choice but to halt their attacks in shock.

Tang Ruan laughed: "Finally here, you little trash. Time to let you taste despair. Come on over, sisters!!!"

Without a sound.

Without a trace.

Without any warning whatsoever.

A group of women appeared.

Each one had long black hair, a delicate face, peach-blossom eyes, pearly teeth, and crimson lips.

Each one wore a spotless white blouse, sheer white stockings, and pristine white high heels.

Each one held a weapon, ready to send them to the western heavens.

"Holy shit!"

"Woh-gu!?"

The goblins' eyes widened in astonishment.

But Gu Qing and the others had been waiting long enough.

Zhao Chi roared: "Everyone transform, activate energy!!"

"Yes~~!!!"

A thunderous chorus of women's voices shouted in unison.

The goblins felt as if war drums were pounding beside them, their hearts skipping a beat.

The sky instantly turned pitch-black.

The next second, a silver moon rose.

Moonlight poured down.

The 993 women suddenly grew taller, their black hair turning silver, glittering under the moonlight.

The goblins fell into an eerie silence.

No one dared make a sound.

No one dared move.

They stared in shock at the women's transformation.

Silver long hair, silver pupils, sharp nails, vivid red lips, eerie smiles, dangerous auras.

The goblins instinctively felt fear.

Gulp~

No one knew who had swallowed.

In that eerie silence, it was heard crystal clear.

Pang Hai was stunned.

"No… then your mother… where did they come from?"

Pang Lei stared into the distance, unable to utter a single word.

Muna turned to look at the other battlefield; she already wanted to retreat.

Yue Hong was already dead.

Tang Ruan didn't even know when he had died.

Seems like he was smashed to death during that last flying thrust just now?

Maybe.

In any case, he was now a corpse sprawled on the ground.

The eerie silence was broken.

Because Gu Qing laughed.

"Hehehe~"

Still that sweet, gentle woman's laughter, but the goblins felt their hair stand on end.

Yet none of them dared move.

If a pack of tigers stood before you, would you dare move?

If a horde of zombies stood before you, would you dare move?

No one would.

One move and you'd draw attention.

One move and you'd die.

Gu Qing smiled: "I was so worried about you, my lord. Thank goodness you arrived safely. Tonight we won't do anything else—let's fight to our hearts' content. As for now—all units, charge, kill!!"

"Kill!!!"

At that roar, the nearby goblins were so scared they shat themselves.

Gu Qing's voice was both the starting gun and the signal to stand down.

The women soldiers charged out in an instant; the goblins fled in an instant.

Several female heroines' bodies were wrapped in strange, radiant light, their expressions rich and bashful.

Qi Yue gritted her teeth, narrowed her eyes: "All units, combat! Infinite Chain Dance! Half-Moon Slash!!!"

Zhuang Ya clenched her buttocks, sneered: "Finally here, let me give you a preview of the afterlife — Hellfire!!"

Tang Ruan grinned: "And me too, let's go!"

Zhao Chi reserved 100 points of neutral energy, spent the rest completely, randomly distributing it to the female soldiers.

One by one, coquettish moans rose.

Close combat officially began.

Like cold water dropped into a hot oil pan.

The entire battlefield instantly boiled over.

Ssssssssssssssss!

Gu Qing stood in place, both hands raised high, silk threads falling like rain.

"Why is this thread so hot, gu?"

"Wahhh no good, my armor melted."

"Ahhhh I'm melting too, gu!"

"Dodge that thread, it's corrosive, it hurts me to death."

"Can't dodge, how could we possibly dodge."

"Ahhhhh!"

Like tofu lifted by thin threads, over 200 goblins were quickly corroded by Gu Qing's poisonous silk threads into piece after piece.

Whoooooooosh!

The great fire swept in.

Two fire dragons, 5 meters in diameter and 23 meters long, spewed from Zhuang Ya's hands.

Another 13 small fire dragons darted out from Zhuang Ya's head, chest, navel, and crotch.

Wherever the flames reached, there was nothing but the smell of scorched smoke and piercing screams.

It truly was a sea of fire.

Fire was everywhere.

No matter how the goblins wailed or ran, they were always covered by the flames.

In the end, they all became charred corpses.

The surroundings were a stretch of scorched earth; of the nearly 500 goblins nearby, not a single one survived.

Zhuang Ya poured down another bottle of fire oil.

The great fire surged up.