Chapter 746

Not three strikes, but goddamn three volleys!?

Three volleys of moonlight came roaring through the gaps between the trees like rippling water, carrying soil with them.

"What the hell is this?"

Wu Tianxing wanted to dodge, but it was already too late—the moonlight had reached him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang thud thud thud!

The moonlight slash struck Wu Tianxing's body like a violent waterfall.

His armor plummeted and shattered.

Luna and Tana directly in front of him were torn into pieces.

Five beastman warriors on each side also died.

Half of Wu Tianxing's head was sliced off, and his brain matter spilled across the ground, white as could be.

The enemy lord died just like that.

At this moment, the beastman army ahead only now turned to look.

But all they saw was Wu Tianxing's corpse.

That group of beastmen was clearly a bit stunned.

They stared blankly at the lord with only half a head remaining, all frozen in place.

"The lord... is dead?"

"No way?"

"What happened?"

"Even Luna and Tana are dead—no one left to heal or restore."

"What do we do?"

"Are we going to become refugees again after this?"

"Don't—I don't want to keep wandering."

"Then what do we do?"

"I don't know…"

In just a few seconds, the beastman team's morale plummeted.

The lord's death left them all without goal or drive.

Perhaps there was still some drive left.

Namely, avenging the lord.

In the sky, a great deal of pale red spider silk drifted down, sticking to their bodies.

Attack speed and movement speed both dropped by 1%—the effect was small, but it kept going, and the red silk was still falling.

The beastmen couldn't help looking up to find where the silk was coming from.

They didn't find the source of the threads, but they saw pairs of eyes staring fixedly at them.

And bowstrings drawn to the full.

Arrows whistled down.

Over a dozen beastmen in leather armor were hit.

The female spearmen charged out of the trees.

"Thrust!" "Thrust!"

The thrust technique sent them lunging forward several meters in an instant, spear and body as one, piercing into the beastmen's bodies.

From behind, the female swordswomen moved with light steps, closing in quickly.

"Flurry!" "Flurry!"

Blade light flashed and flashed, the attack speed blindingly fast.

In an instant three cuts came down, and the beastmen's leather armor durability was immediately drained by more than half—about to break through.

The beastmen were beaten into a daze.

They'd already lost their lord, causing morale to plummet and their minds to be in chaos.

And now they were suddenly ambushed by the enemy.

Before, every battle had been them charging the enemy—so how did it become the enemy charging them?

The beastmen fell into utter disarray.

Dozens of beastmen were killed or wounded in short order.

But when they saw the enemies were all petite human women, a sudden fury rose up in them.

Damn it.

Thought it was someone impressive.

Turns out they're just weak human women?

You think you can fight us with that?

Kill them!!

"Damn it, counterattack!"

"They're just humans—what's there to be afraid of!"

"Damn it, I'm gonna tear you women apart!"

"I'll eat you alive!"

The beastmen roared.

The sound of their roars shook even the leaves around them.

Faced with the orcs' great roar, the female soldiers showed no reaction at all, only finding it very noisy.

Normally, humans hearing such a sound would be terrified out of their wits, their legs going weak with fear.

Women especially would wet themselves.

But now…

Those female soldiers were actually completely unaffected, their movements still vicious and agile.

Orcs aren't very bright.

But they knew that even if they couldn't scare those humans, in close combat those women were absolutely no match for them.

Their arms are so thin, ours are this thick — thicker than their waists — what gives them the right to fight us?

But the female soldiers really were engaging them in close combat.

Facing the orcs' axes, they actually didn't dodge or evade, but met them head-on in a hard clash?

Have they lost their minds?

One axe could split them clean in half, couldn't it?

A burst of ear-piercing weapon-clashing sounds.

The orc warriors felt their axes shudder violently, their arms aching and numb.

This strength… how is it the same as ours?

The orcs were truly shocked.

But even if the strength is the same, the speed is not.

"Thrust!" "Thrust!"

"Flurry!" "Flurry!"

How are they actually this much faster?

Every time the orcs attacked once, the female soldiers could strike twice — and with two different techniques.

Almost in an instant, another dozen or so orcs fell screaming.

Orc hero Zha Heng listened to his comrades' screams, his whole body trembling.

It was rage.

The lord is dead, allies wounded and killed.

Even now, Zha Heng still found this hard to believe.

But the cruel fact was right before his eyes; he had to believe it.

He threw back his head and howled at the sky: "Waaaaah, my lord is dead, aaaah, I will definitely avenge you!!!"

The explosive roar seemed to boost his morale.

Along with it, his strength grew a fraction greater.