Chapter 456: Decisive Battle 2

Wang Ermao led nine Second Grade Xuegui in charge of the reconnaissance mission for the southeast direction. Although he was not old, he was meticulous; the ten vampires flew at different high, middle, and low altitudes, conducting a comprehensive, blind-spot-free reconnaissance to ensure that no Demon Beast could hide in the areas they explored.

Wang Ermao flew almost skimming the ground, which brought everything within two hundred meters underground into his detection range; unless a Demon Beast was buried deeper than two hundred meters, it would be discovered by him.

As Wang Ermao was carefully probing the underground situation, suddenly, a violent energy fluctuation came from five hundred meters away. He was shocked, looked up, and saw a dense swarm of sharp spikes flying toward him.

"Oh no! It's a Fourth Grade Demon Race." Wang Ermao was greatly alarmed. Looking into the distance, he saw three hedgehog-like Demon Beasts, one meter tall and round, in the jungle five hundred meters away. Judging by the energy fluctuations radiating from them, they were all Fourth Grade Monster beasts.

Kong Sanqiang wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. Those sharp spikes were as fast as lightning, and there were too many of them—at least a hundred. They flew in a fan shape, completely blocking all of its escape routes.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Wang Ermao shouted, advancing instead of retreating. He raised a Shield, curled his body into a ball, and flew toward the three hedgehog Demon Beasts.

"Clink! Clink! Clink!" The small shield was a Low-grade Dharma Treasure made of refined iron and was very sturdy, but under the spike attacks of the Fourth Grade hedgehogs, it was still riddled with holes.

Many spikes pierced through the Shield Artifact, causing Wang Ermao's right hand to bleed incessantly. Other spikes were able to curve, piercing into his body from behind and penetrating his internal organs.

If any other human had suffered such heavy injuries, they would have died long ago, but vampires were special; as long as their Blood Core was not shattered, they could maintain their vitality.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Wang Ermao continued to charge forward, but he was astonished to discover that those spikes were poisonous. Where the spikes had pierced his body, wisps of green smoke rose, rapidly rotting and festering; in some places, even the bones were decaying.

"What terrifying toxin; it can't even be recovered by the energy of the Blood Core." Wang Ermao had no time to think; he had already charged in front of the three Fourth Grade giant hedgehogs.

The three giant hedgehog Demon Beasts stood upright, holding one-meter-long cylindrical spikes, looking mockingly at Wang Ermao, whose body was rapidly rotting. Not to mention that Wang Ermao was severely injured, even if he were completely unscathed, he was merely a Level 3 Low-Rank Vampire; in front of these Fourth Grade Monster beasts, he was simply not worth looking at.

In the short distance of five hundred meters, a hole the size of a human head had been corroded into Wang Ermao's back, and his right hand, which had been holding the shield, had already been completely corroded away. The corrosive toxin continued to spread at high speed, making Wang Ermao's body like an ice cube in a furnace, soon to melt into a pool of thick liquid.

Wang Ermao knew he was doomed. He was not afraid of death; in a previous battle, he had been severely injured and doomed, but in the end, Kong Sanqiang had transformed him into a vampire. This time, he was severely injured and doomed again; at worst, he would just be transformed into a ghost soldier after death.

Wang Ermao pulled the Hand Grenade at his waist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Twenty Hand Grenades exploded almost simultaneously, and a large amount of shrapnel ejected, enveloping the three hedgehog Demon Beasts.

These Hand Grenades were all RG-60TB type grenades, which were high-explosive grenades with immense power; in the wars on Earth, they were mainly used to destroy enemy tanks and armored vehicles.

When the Hand Grenades exploded, the three Fourth Grade hedgehog Demon Beasts curled their bodies into spheres, using their thick scales to resist the simultaneous blast. However, the impact of the shrapnel was too strong, and much of it penetrated their scales and burrowed into their bodies.

However, these three hedgehog Demon Beasts had thick skin and flesh, and they also had Demon Power protecting their bodies; the damage caused by the shrapnel was merely superficial to them.

"How could there be Fifth Grade Toxin on that shrapnel!" one hedgehog Demon Beast shouted in terror. He felt a very tyrannical toxin spreading through his body, rushing toward his brain almost instantly. He was an expert in using poison himself, but he was completely unable to resist the shrapnel's toxin.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the three hedgehog Demon Beasts had their brains corroded by the toxin and collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

Wang Ermao had been blasted by the Hand Grenades until only his head remained. In his final moments, he saw the three Fourth Grade hedgehog Demon Beasts die before him. He grinned and muttered, "That special Hand Grenade Lord Meng gave me really works."

Wang Ermao died, taking three Fourth Grade Demon Beasts down with him. Similar scenes were happening simultaneously in other places; this premeditated attack involved a large number of Fourth Grade Demon Beasts launching attacks on Meng Yifan's Vampire Scout units at the same time.

The battles almost all started suddenly and ended in a short time. Eighty-six vampires fell on the spot, but not one of them was a coward. In the final moments of their lives, they all launched a desperate final strike, causing over fifty Fourth Grade Demon Beasts and over a hundred Third-grade Monster beasts to die.

Such huge losses left the leaders of the various Demon Race tribes trembling with fear. One must know that those Fourth Grade Demon Beasts and Third-grade Monster beasts were the pillars of each tribe; some small tribes even had the Fourth Grade Demon Beast as their strongest member. Now that so many had died at once, how could these tribal leaders not be heartbroken?

The problem was that the combat loss ratio was too terrifying. Of the eighty-six dead vampires, only eight were Level 3, and the others were all Second Grade Xuegui. Under normal circumstances, sending out a single Fourth Grade Demon Beast should have been enough to wipe out these eighty-six vampires.

But now, over fifty Fourth Grade Demon Beasts had died, along with over a hundred Third-grade Monster beasts. And this was even with the Demon Race launching a surprise attack; otherwise, the loss ratio would likely have been even more lopsided.

The massive death toll of the vampires made Kong Sanqiang's heart ache as if it were being sliced by a knife. He was the first vampire in the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, and the vampires that came later were all descendants he had developed using his own blood.

The relationship between them was like that of father and son through blood inheritance, even deeper than an ordinary father-son relationship.

Now that eighty-six descendants were dead, Kong Sanqiang's eyes were blood-red, and he fought the ten Fourth Grade Demon Beasts surrounding him as if he had gone mad.

Kong Sanqiang did not defend at all; every move was a suicidal tactic. He wanted to avenge his children.

The fierce fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who don't fear death. Kong Sanqiang had let go of everything and fought desperately, which instead forced the ten Fourth Grade Demon Beasts to retreat step by step. However, the massive gap in numbers could not be offset by desperation alone.

Although Kong Sanqiang temporarily held the upper hand, the ten Demon Race members had stabilized their formation by working together and began to launch a counterattack, causing Kong Sanqiang to be injured repeatedly.

"All of you, go to hell!" Kong Sanqiang shouted, about to press the trigger for the Hand Grenades at his waist. Wang Ermao had one Hand Grenade supplemented with Fifth Grade Toxin, and all the Hand Grenades at Kong Sanqiang's waist were supplemented with Fifth Grade Toxin.

Twenty such special Hand Grenades were enough to blow all ten of these Fourth Grade Demon Beasts to death.