Chapter 3379

Among the enemy's contractors, Orlando was positioned on the outer ring of the defense line, while Holy Scripture was at the center, one outside and one inside; without these two, the enemy contractors' situation would be even worse.

Just as Su Xiao stood on the elevator top observing his surroundings, Bahamut sent a message through the team channel that appeared before his eyes—it was a coordinate.

Confirming the coordinate's direction, Su Xiao's blood qi erupted within him; this eruption was completely different from previous ones, as the blood qi first spread outward to the surroundings, then suddenly contracted, forming a vague humanoid-beast phantom around him.

This blood qi phantom was about 10 meters tall, its form resembling the fierce beast Fei: the upper body was human-like, the left hand a ferocious beast claw, bone spurs protruding from the left elbow, scales growing on the arm, while the right arm was human-like but with only thumb, index, and middle finger—no ring or little finger.

After these blood qi phantoms were successfully constructed, a blood spear rapidly formed in Su Xiao's hand.

This blood spear consumed 15% of his blood qi value, being the highest in strength and penetration, with exile fragments already integrated into it, further enhancing flight speed and penetration.

Su Xiao threw the nearly four-meter-long blood spear in his hand, and it then appeared in the blood qi phantom's hand.

Su Xiao took out the oversized strong bow crafted by Reid; due to insufficient soul coins, this was a weapon bought on credit.

Su Xiao flung his hand, and the oversized strong bow, taller than his height by a large margin, arrived in the blood qi phantom's hand.

The blood qi phantom held the oversized strong bow in its left hand and the four-meter-long blood spear in its right, using the spear as an arrow, nocking and drawing the bowstring.

Creak creak creak...

The harsh bowstring sound came from afar; within the battle group tens of meters away, six of the twelve 'Twin-Blade Mad Dogs' immediately abandoned their enemies and charged forward, because they sensed that if this blood spear were shot, their tight formation would be pierced through in a string.

Su Xiao did not pay attention to Holy Scripture's side; the message he had just received was that Bahamut had sensed spatial fluctuations.

Su Xiao controlled the blood qi phantom, aligning the spear tip with the coordinate point provided by Bahamut.

Almost simultaneously, several hundred meters away, over a dozen contractors had gathered in a circle, with a man in white robes half-kneeling at the center, pressing his hand on a scroll.

The white-robed man was activating a large-range teleportation device, intending to send all contractors and boar warriors within a certain radius to a distant location to break out of their encirclement.

This method of teleporting multiple targets, without pre-set formation diagrams, required time to activate—unlike single-person spatial devices, which were much faster.

As the white-robed man concentrated on activating the scroll, his tightly shut eyes suddenly widened.

"Protect me!"

The white-robed man shouted sharply; at that very instant, his perception sensed a deadly threat, making his throat dry and his bladder swell with the feeling of danger.

Hearing the white-robed man's sharp shout, a burly man wielding a large shield immediately stepped forward to block him, baring his teeth in a smile and saying: "Leave it to me."

Upon hearing the shield-bearing burly man's words, the white-robed man felt warmth in his heart and solemnly nodded at him.

The shield-bearing burly man bared his teeth in a smile, raised his thumb, as if saying: "We are brothers."

Several hundred meters away, the blood qi phantom's strong bow was fully drawn; Su Xiao controlled the phantom and released the three fingers gripping the spear's tip.

Boom!!

A sonic boom erupted as the blood spear shot out, a white air wave spreading outward, the entire spear trailing a straight line of blood.

The instant before the blood spear struck the target point.

"Please."

The white-robed man's sense of danger intensified, while the shield-bearing burly man blocking his front made him feel somewhat reassured.

"A trifling effort……bullshit!"

The shield-bearing burly man clearly sensed something; his pair of bull eyes glared angrily, and the large shield that usually gave him reassurance now felt like cardboard—utterly devoid of safety.

As a tank-class warrior, the shield-bearing burly man erupted with a lateral lunge speed that startled even agility-focused fighters; the instant after he lunged, a blood spear was already before the white-robed man.

Several hundred meters away, Su Xiao gazed into the distance; after a thunderous roar, the distant soil flew up like river water to tens of meters in height, the topsoil faintly tinged red, indicating the target had been shot dead.

This was not yet over; after the blood spear plunged into the ground, it burrowed like an earth dragon, plowing up a spray of soil; wherever it passed, boar warriors on the surface were launched into chaotic flight, and when the spear stopped, the blood qi exploded.

Seeing this scene, Su Xiao was satisfied with his newly developed technique, despite its many shortcomings, but it had combat value.

At the edge of the enemy's circular defense line, though under attack from both inside and outside, the enemy contractors had not lost their will to fight.

Orlando was drenched in blood, having forgotten how many boar warriors he had slain; though called a demon man, this level of strength and rapid killing had already left him fatigued—if he slowed his killing pace, it would not do, as this sector relied on him to hold the line.

Orlando felt the ground tremble beneath his feet; looking ahead, he saw a giant beast charging toward him.

The beast's form somewhat resembled a giant boar, but its entire body was covered in thick black carapace armor, which grew together with its body; its pair of black vertical pupils revealed at a glance that it possessed intelligence, as well as ferocity and resolve.

The monster's body length exceeded 10 meters, its height about 4.7 meters, it had six legs, each ending in sharp but short claws, not for attack, but more like aids for sprinting.

On its head, it had a T-shaped ram horn, 3.8 meters wide horizontally and about half a meter thick, with a high-density bone core wrapped in a 10-centimeter-thick layer of black carapace.

Additionally, the monster had a tail nearly 4 meters long, allowing it to make slight turns during ultra-high-speed charges—this was the heavy tank.

The heavy tank's six short feet sank into the ground; from its mouth and nose came a puff of white air.

Beside it, a short pig-man carried a large jar smeared with mud; he opened the jar and poured out several dozen jin of liquor mixed with active mineral powder, giving it to the heavy tank to drink.

After drinking this liquor, the heavy tank's six feet exerted force, its short feet sinking into the ground; the heavy breathing from its chest and abdomen roared like an engine, it bellowed and surged forward, the ground trembling lightly with each step, like a living tank at full power, charging to crush Orlando.

Seeing the massive beast charging ahead, Orlando especially wanted to dodge, but he could not—if he dodged now, their circular defense line would be broken, leaving them surrounded on all sides.

Orlando drew his fist to his ribs, then lunged forward at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, throwing a punch straight at the oncoming heavy tank.

Boom!!

A shockwave spread outward, lifting corpses from the ground; nearby contractors all felt a sudden buzz in their ears.

The charging heavy tank was struck head-on by Orlando's punch, causing it to lurch forward and tilt backward, tail pointing skyward.

The heavy tank crashed sideways to the ground, its T-shaped ram horn cracking; after several failed attempts to rise, blood trickled from its mouth and nose.

Meanwhile, Orlando still held his punching stance; his right arm was covered in skin and flesh torn into cracks, he exhaled the held breath, looking warily at the heavy tank, his eyes seeming to say: "This beast... is quite fierce."

"No wonder he's the leader chosen by Watcher's Paradise—excellent, old brother."

Bahamut, flying low in the air, spoke; Orlando looked at Bahamut, said nothing, confirmed the eye contact—he was someone Bahamut could not out-argue, so if mistaken, he would not embarrass himself.

"But this old brother, the remaining nine—you hold them off for me to see."

As Bahamut spoke, the nine heavy tanks in the distance had already prepared to charge.

Seeing this, even as strong as Orlando felt the urge to curse in his heart—not because he was high-minded, but because he could not win an argument.

Orlando was indeed strong; after blocking three heavy tanks, he could no longer hold them back—not only did his right arm forbid it, but his waist also could not endure it.

"Block it."

"You go?"

"I... I..."

More than a dozen contractors watched the heavy armored tanks charging toward them; in the past, they would not have been so flustered, but to meet the boar warriors, they had exhausted all their abilities, and now, seeing the heavy armored tanks, they were willing but unable.

Amid the rumbling of the heavy armored tanks' charge, a stubborn shield-bearing tank system soldier was knocked to the ground by a head-on collision, the heavy armored tank rolled over him, and after several more heavy armored tanks trampled over, this shield-bearing tank system soldier's equipment was nearly destroyed, with even his duck-billed pants exposed.

Several heavy armored tanks advanced as if through an empty land, cutting a gap in the defensive line formed by the enemy contractors, and countless boar warriors followed the heavy armored tanks in the charge, separating the contractors on both sides.

The advantage of the human sea tactic became increasingly evident; the enemy contractors were no longer merely facing the problem of two fists against four hands, and at the start of the battle, our side's numbers were 280 times that of the enemy.

Now it is no longer a matter of 280 to 1, and besides, not all boar warriors are incapable of combat; those who have gone hunting multiple times have, through the "Combat Instinct" ability, gained some skill in mêlée.

After six heavy armored tanks charged into the battlefield, they continually divided the field, and this would soon become the final straw that breaks the camel's back.

Su Xiao stood on the back of a heavy armored tank, and if this continued, our side would surely win.

Compared to the situation on the battlefield, the World Contact Platform of the Apocalypse Paradise was equally lively, with the content as follows:

Lu Di (Scatter): "Did you see the situation in the defense zone? I'm stunned, Moré's old father is mooing!"

Hao Mei (Fengtian Guild): "Moré's old father is mooing."

Yudaoshi (Scatter): "Same as above."

Chilon Fish (Phantom Adventure Group): "Same as above."

Moré (Battle Angel): "You... consider my feelings."

Golden Marquis (War Leader): "It seems the situation is not good."

Lu Di (Scatter): "What does the marquis mean? We're about to win; if we hold that side, victory is within easy reach."

Golden Marquis (War Leader): "You'd better be cautious; it's best to stay away from the battle zone. If anything goes wrong, flee immediately toward the direction of Kewa's city walls. I cannot protect each of you, but I will give you advice."

Wo Ya (Scatter): "You're overly suspicious."

Hao Mei (Fengtian Guild): "Marquis big shot, understood; I'm near the battle zone, and if anything happens, I'll cover the rear to buy these trash some time to run."

Golden Marquis (War Leader): "What means for covering the rear?"

Hao Mei (Fengtian Guild): "Money power."

Golden Marquis (War Leader): "Good."

Hao Mei (Fengtian Guild): "But I feel this time nothing will happen, Marquis; if it were you having the chance to develop local forces, would you let others join in guarding?"

Golden Marquis (War Leader): "No, this can yield a vast amount of battle merits; it's better for one person to enjoy it alone."

Hao Mei (Fengtian Guild): "So, you're worrying too much; how many times have you been screwed by teammates? I feel bad for you for a few seconds."

……

The situation in the World Contact Platform was very favorable; all Apocalypse Paradise contractors, except the Golden Marquis, were already lying flat, just waiting to lie and win.

Su Xiao closed the World Contact Platform; those over there wanting to lie and win are destined to be disappointed.

The battlefield was in utter chaos, with cries of killing, explosions, and screams incessant; mixed with various energies, plus the smell of blood and burnt, they produced a rather unique odor.

A boar warrior covered in blood, with its back full of slash marks, was already at its limit; it gazed at the sun in the sky and, unconsciously, gradually made the posture of embracing the sun, which made its heart become very tranquil.

Its first half of life had been spent in dark, stuffy, cramped mines or sleep tanks, but at this moment, it felt that its life had meaning, although it was about to face death.

The sun in this boar warrior's eyes gradually blurred, and darkness slowly invaded its field of vision from the surroundings; at this brink of death, it had two thoughts: one, being able to believe in the sun, it felt content; the other, the lord's provided food was truly delicious, and if it could eat another meal, that would be nice.

This boar warrior did not know that today might be its lucky day.

The angry shouts of a contractor spread, and the battle situation had developed to a critical point; continuing to delay, the Holy Light Paradise side and the Watch Paradise side would surely lose.

Even the hymn protected by the Twelve Knights knew this; she loosened her grip on the slender staff, and the energy-made gold-white dress on her body became more splendid, with eight golden seraph feather wings appearing behind her, giving her a sense of inviolable sanctity.

Only then did one see the hymn soaring straight into the sky; after reaching a height of one hundred meters above, the eight golden seraph feather wings behind her all unfurled with a whoosh, and golden feathers flew about.

She supported with one hand, and a golden light ball continuously enlarged in her hand, and golden light began to shine down upon the battlefield below.

On the battlefield, the speed and strength of all enemy contractors surged greatly, and the wounds on their bodies healed visibly to the naked eye; this was the ultimate technique of the Holy Light Paradise's eighth-rank strongest milk mother, and it was indeed this powerful.

No one noticed that, when the hymn had just flown upward, a blood-colored feather shattered beside Su Xiao and silently attached itself to the hymn's body.

"Blood Feather • Equipment Effect: Malicious Damage (Active), the blood feather will shatter in a short time and attach to the enemy's body surface, lasting 5 minutes; during this period, any healing skill released by the enemy will inflict an equal amount of true damage on enemy personnel."

When all enemy contractors were delighted by their rapidly recovering health, the golden light shining from above suddenly changed its nature; the next second, all enemy contractors felt intense pain throughout their bodies.

The mood of the contractors on the battlefield was beyond what "holy shit" could describe; they were all dazed—wasn't this a healing ability? How did their health start dropping in chunks? Why did their whole body hurt so much?

Hiss~

Orlandi was also within the "healing" range; he winced in pain, looked up at the hymn in the sky, and said, "This milk is poisonous, no, this milk is highly toxic!"

"Hymn! You will not..."

Before the last word "die" could be shouted out, an assassination-system junior brother suddenly collapsed on the spot, being milked to death.

"Everyone run outward! The team leader's ability has gone wrong!"

"Make her stop this ability! I... I'm going to die."

A contractor of the Watch Paradise despaired and roared, but the few from the Holy Light Paradise ignored him, and one shouted:

"Team leader, what are you doing, team leader!"

The boy's shout echoed across half the battlefield.

Actually, compared to the people on the battlefield, the hymn transformed into a flying milk mother was even more desperate.

Her ultimate ability was "Angel Descent"; note, it is descent, and this ability in team battles is extremely powerful, but its weakness is also descent; after the primordial seraph's incarnation descended, the hymn used it as a medium to unleash this move.

Why had the hymn not used this ability before to let the contractors block the heavy armored tanks' charge?

The reason is, once the primordial seraph's incarnation descends, the hymn has only two outcomes: 1. successfully using this ability, or 2. during use, enemies, relying on her frantically recovering health, overwhelm and kill her.

That is to say, the hymn did not want to end this ability; after the primordial seraph's incarnation descended and attached to her back, she could no longer end this ability and could only grit her teeth and continue as a flying toxic milk mother.

Undoubtedly, in this battle, the highest overall output on Su Xiao's side must be the hymn, the eighth-rank strongest "battle milk mother," who appeared today.