Chapter 321

What's wrong, why are you making such a fuss?

Situjun had a bad premonition.

Deputy officer came panting to Situjun's front, pointing at the western defense line, his face grim, saying: "Lord Seat, the western third-tier defense line has seen dozens of eighth-level aberrations, launching an attack on the line!"

What? Dozens of eighth-level?!

Situjun's heart gave a sudden jolt.

Eighth-level aberrations, when converted by rank, roughly correspond to the middle stage of the human Warrior Master Realm.

But in terms of combat power, they can match the late stage of the Warrior Master Realm, even surpass it.

As a Martial Lord Realm powerhouse, Situjun's strong reaction wasn't due to fear of these eighth-level aberrations, but worry that they might appear elsewhere.

By then, even if he personally joined the battle, he couldn't oversee the whole situation; the defense line being breached would be only a matter of time.

What about other directions—have any groups of eighth-level aberrations been spotted?

Situjun asked urgently.

Not for now, but everyone is exhausted and can't hold out much longer...

The deputy officer let out a long sigh.

Good thing it's only one side—come on, let's go to the western defense line and take care of these beasts!

Situjun felt a bit more optimistic; he rose from his seat, took off his military robe, and casually tossed it onto the table.

Seeing Situjun about to go into battle personally, the deputy officer hurriedly protested: "Lord Seat, if you go there, what will happen here? We still need you to command the overall situation; better to dispatch other Martial Marquises to intercept!"

Which of the Martial Marquises that could be mobilized isn't struggling just to survive?

Situjun shook his head, his form flickering, instantly disappearing from the spot and shooting toward the western direction. gxsw. c0

This......

The deputy officer had no choice but to follow.

Roar——

Western third-tier defense line.

Before Situjun even arrived, he heard earth-shaking beast roars from ahead.

Each aberration stood ten-some meters tall, four or five stories high, striding forward with a strange, terrifying gait.

Each had disheveled hair, bodies smeared with blood, tusks bent, resembling upright wild boars.

Some aberrations moved on all fours, extremely fast, their claws and fangs sharp as knives, reaping soldiers' lives on the battlefield.

Once these eighth-level aberrations appeared, they completely took over the battlefield.

Whether it was humans blocking the front or low-ranking kin fighting, these eighth-level aberrations carried out indiscriminate attacks.

A bear-headed, human-bodied aberration was fighting a soldier when a rushing eighth-level aberration grabbed it in one hand and swallowed it whole.

This sight left the soldier, now without an opponent, frozen in place, staring at the mountain-sized eighth-level aberration and momentarily forgetting to resist.

Holy shit...... these are eighth-level aberrations?!

Many soldiers sensed something wrong and shouted hysterically.

Everyone retreat quickly—this is an eighth-level aberration, something we can't handle!

There's more behind—a group, at least thirty-plus!

The soldiers' faces were grim; facing the ferocious eighth-level aberrations, they had no courage to act.

The little remaining morale collapsed instantly; many even dropped their weapons and ran back into the defense line.

The stalemate battle had lasted a long time; before, eighth-level aberrations had appeared, but usually only one or two, at most not exceeding three.

If it were just a couple, though somewhat tricky, they could still be dealt with.

Now, however, dozens have appeared outright!

Just as morale scattered, a figure stepped in front of the aberration horde.

Everyone fall back within the third-tier defense line—I'll handle this!

Situjun looked at the approaching aberration horde and shouted loudly.

It's Lord Seat!

Lord Seat actually came!

We're saved, we're saved, the defense line can be held!

Great, Lord Seat's move will surely be fine!

Many soldiers regained confidence, some even raising their blades to charge at some low-level aberrations.

This is the importance of a commander, able to give the team ample encouragement and morale.

Beast, die!

Situjun gripped a black long spear, its icy tip constantly dancing.

In an instant, the five foremost eighth-level aberrations had their heads pierced by the spear tip and fell face up.

Roar——

Situjun's sudden appearance didn't frighten these aberrations; instead, it stirred their bloodlust.

Earth-shaking roars rang out; all aberrations began to charge at this moment, targeting Situjun directly.

Besides the eighth-level aberrations at the forefront, a wave-like horde followed behind.

Sweep away thousands of troops!

Situjun let out an angry shout; his long spear, infused with gang qi, emitted a blinding light.

The next moment, the spear extended to tens of meters, strands of flame-like spear intent wrapping the shaft like a roaring fire dragon.

Boom——

As the spear swung, over a dozen eighth-level aberrations were instantly struck, then exploded entirely into a mist of blood.

The soldiers behind stared blankly, deeply shocked.

A Martial Lord Realm powerhouse is terrifying to this extent!

The ground is covered in strange beast corpses, filthy blood pooling into a stream that trickles along.

"Roar——"

Just as Situjun was engaged in fierce battle, the eastern defense line also transmitted the roar of an eighth‑level demon beast.

"Vice Officer, what's the situation on the east side?!"

Situjun was reaping the strange beasts' lives while shouting to those behind him.

The vice officer hastily used the communicator made from energy stones to contact the officer in charge of the eastern defense line.

"Report to Lord Seat, the eastern defense line also faces several eighth‑level strange beasts... and two ninth‑level demon beasts!"

The vice officer's voice trembled slightly.

Now higher‑level demon beasts have appeared in two directions—is this just the beginning, will the defense line be completely breached?

"Damn it, make them hold on, hold for another five minutes, I'll rush over right away!"

Situjun cursed while speaking, his spear instantly killed several eighth‑level demon beasts again.

"Lord Seat, the eastern defense line is under Dong Ningxue's team; they might not hold for five minutes..."

The vice officer whispered.

Situjun's body trembled slightly, and Dong Ningxue's figure appeared in his mind.

That child is only at the late Martial Master Realm; handling a single eighth‑level strange beast is already good, if facing a ninth‑level strange beast, he would only be instantly killed.

He didn't speak, just moved his hands a bit faster.

Hopefully they can hold on.

"Cough cough——"

Dong Ningxue slashed forward with a blade, then retreated using the recoil, she lightly coughed twice, a strand of blood trickled from her mouth.

"Have you suffered internal injuries......"

Dong Ningxue didn't mind, wiped her mouth with a blood‑stained sleeve, then took out a pill and threw it into her mouth.

"Roar——"

A deafening beast roar rang out.

Dong Ningxue's body jerked violently; at the far end of her sight, a dozen or so huge strange beasts strode forward.