Chapter 2299: Surprise Strike (8)

"Get the hell out of here, all of you!!!"

Zhao Chi let out a furious roar and swung his great hammer in a heavy arc.

Like knocking down pins in a game of bowling.

The dozen-plus werewolves and beastfolk soldiers around him all went flying.

Severed limbs flew into the sky.

Mangled armor and corpses slammed into the others nearby.

A full circle around Zhao Chi was completely cleared.

Only shredded flesh and blood plasma remained.

The destructive power was utterly savage.

The giant hammer slammed into them, shattering bone in an instant and spraying blood from their organs.

The first few werewolves it struck were all pulped.

Their corpses couldn't even be pieced back together.

After that one strike, the handle of the coarse and heavy super-heavy steel hammer bent.

Even this steel hammer couldn't withstand the blow it had just delivered — its durability took no small loss.

"Holy shit…"

The werewolves shrank back in fear.

Sometimes, one strike really is all you need.

Land one opening punch, and you save yourself a hundred more.

That one "punch" killed the surrounding werewolves' will to attack on the spot.

Gao Jie werewolves are brave and fearless, their morale soaring high.

But they are an intelligent race.

No matter how high their morale, no one uses their head to catch a missile.

Only brainless moths would fling themselves into flame.

Werewolves with brains would retreat.

Even Golden Body warriors.

But the beastfolk soldiers are slave troops, broken and trained — without a command, they don't dare retreat.

They just don't dare advance either.

Only a dozen or so giant beastfolk were simple-minded.

Seeing that Zhao Chi was smaller than them, they still charged forward.

Thud thud thud thud!

The dozen-plus giant beastfolk made the earth quake as they charged in from all sides.

A whole group charging together was truly terrifying.

Like a dozen massive war chariots.

But…

What the chariots were about to crash into wasn't enemy soldiers, but a mountain.

Zhao Chi grinned.

"One hammer really isn't enough — if you lot hadn't come, I'd have had to come to you! Come on, you wastes, let Grandpa show you this move — Shatter Rock!!"

Shatter Rock is a hammer-style combat art.

It can boost attack and impact force by another 100%.

Zhao Chi actually didn't need to waste the energy to use a combat art right now, but on one hand he wanted to see his own strength, and on the other he wanted to intimidate his opponents.

Fleeing soldiers are certainly easier to deal with.

If he could scare them off, all the better.

The giant hammer head flushed red.

The giant beastfolk's bulky five-meter bodies closed in, like small hills rolling toward him.

Each one held up a shield and swung a hammer.

Zhao Chi grinned viciously: "Die!!!"

Thud! Boom!!

One hammer blow, and the giant beastfolk at the very front exploded entirely.

The force was simply too great.

The hammer struck the shield, the shield buckled, and at the same time became part of the hammer head.

The hammer, now joined with the shield, smashed into the armor.

The armor warped violently, and also became part of the hammer head, blasting into the fat, bulky flesh.

The flesh… simply exploded.

It even blasted apart the back portion of the armor.

This was a super-heavy steel armor, with extremely high durability.

Shattered in a single strike!

A great spray of shredded flesh and fat burst out in all directions.

It sprayed the werewolves and beastfolk soldiers behind until they were covered in it.

But they no longer dared to move.

They didn't even dare wipe it off.

Zhao Chi snatched the giant hammer in passing and smashed it into the next giant beastman.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!

Like a silver war god, everywhere the giant hammer struck was a burst of red pulp.

In ten seconds, all fourteen giant beastmen were dead.

This time not only the werewolves, but even the well-trained strong beastmen began to retreat.

Some had already fled.

Only the Royal Warriors and Golden Body Warriors still stood at the outer perimeter, neither attacking nor running.

Just surrounding Zhao Chi.

Zhao Chi held the shield in one hand and the giant hammer in five hands.

Covered in bloodstains, he charged toward the last werewolf lord, Sakamoto.