Chapter 633: Deterministic Endowment

Look at me.

The words fell.

Chen Wen didn't even turn back to confirm whether the soldiers behind him were steady.

His entire mind and spirit.

He had already immersed himself in the Lv. 6 realm that he had just broken into, where he could use it as naturally as moving his arms.

Fortune Momentum Insight.

His thoughts stirred slightly.

The newly unlocked ability unfolded naturally.

His vision did not become strange.

But his perception underwent an earth‑shaking change.

Ahead, the Bei Yuan cavalry surged forward again.

Beneath their wild and ferocious exterior.

Chen Wen "saw" more.

Thick or thin, turbid and restless dark energy threads, like twisted vines, entwined upon their life fire.

Some threads had sunk deep, almost merging with the life fire, exuding a strong sense of ominous and "filth".

Those were deep "crystal implantation" individuals, and also the most frenzied, fearless of death batch.

Some threads were relatively faint, merely attached to the surface, the life fire's struggle and resistance clearly palpable.

Those were lightly eroded or recently catalyzed.

And upon these individual threads.

There was also a vast and concealed "pulling force".

Originating from the abnormal "conspicuous" core deep within the Bei Yuan central army.

Like the center of a spiderweb.

Linking most of the dark energy‑contaminated units on the battlefield.

Maintaining their ferocity.

Even… faintly drawing something.

So that's it.

Chen Wen instantly understood.

This was not merely catalytic amplification.

It was also a circulation and plunder of energy.

Using the slaughter and death on the battlefield as nourishment for some evil ritual.

Then...

First, I'll sever your spiderweb!

Chen Wen's eyes narrowed.

Target locked.

Not a specific enemy.

But rather, among the forward charging cluster, the few dark energy conduits that are thickest and most clearly linked to the central army's core "node".

Usually squad leaders, company leaders, and similar grassroots officers.

They are the key to maintaining small‑scale dark energy resonance and transmitting core orders.

At the same time.

He took a deep breath.

The vast, sea‑like spiritual power he had just broken through surged forth with unprecedented precision and force.

Ability Granting.

Activated.

Target: the Iron Anvil Battalion remnants, centered on Shi Dun behind him, and the two hundred personal guard cavalry he brought.

Grant gradient: maximum thirty‑twofold efficacy.

According to system rules, in the Lv. 6 state (his own sixty‑fourfold base efficacy), he can grant others a maximum efficacy of thirty‑twofold.

Next are sixteenfold, eightfold, fourfold, twofold.

At this moment.

Chen Wen held nothing back.

He directly applied the maximum thirty‑twofold gradient grant to Shi Dun himself, the core backbone of the Iron Anvil Battalion, and the outstanding among the personal guard cavalry.

For the other Iron Anvil Battalion soldiers and most of the personal guard, he granted sixteenfold or eightfold efficacy according to their position and assigned duties.

Hum—

An intangible yet existent massive 'force'.

Like warm sunshine, and also like surging tides.

Instantly engulfed all Chen dynasty soldiers within a hundred‑zhang radius behind Chen Wen.

But this force was not uniformly distributed.

But rather, it was clearly divided into several tiers like steps.

Shi Dun was smashing a charging cavalryman with his shield.

Suddenly.

A surge of power far more tumultuous than any before erupted from within his body!

It's not an illusion.

He clearly distinguished the difference between this 'bestowal' and the previous sixteenfold.

Strength greater.

Reaction faster.

Perception keener.

Even the subtle energy flows on the battlefield (the turbidity of the yin energy and the resilience of our Fortune Momentum) could be faintly sensed.

"Thirty‑twofold!"

Shi Dun's tiger eyes widened, and he instantly understood.

The Lord has broken through!

Moreover, the intensity of the bestowal has reached a new peak!

He looked at the core veterans beside him; from their eyes suddenly lighting up and their aura surging, he knew they too had received the highest degree of bestowal.

As for the soldiers further out, the increase was also significant, but clearly slightly inferior.

This is tiered bestowal.

Put the sharpest blade on the most critical edge!

"Iron Anvil Battalion!"

Shi Dun's roar, because of excitement and surging power, became like thunder exploding.

"Lord grants strength!"

"Follow me—"

"Crush them!"

"Kill!"

The Iron Anvil Battalion soldiers who received varying degrees of bestowal roared in unison.

The sound wave shook the heavens!

The formation instantly underwent a wondrous coordinated change.

Those who received the thirty‑twofold bestowal, the core elite, naturally became the spearhead and nodes of the charge.

They moved faster, were stronger, and bore the most direct and dangerous collisions.

The soldiers who received the sixteen‑fold and eight‑fold bestowal closely cooperated, plugged gaps, and expanded the battle's gains.

The entire Iron Anvil Battalion was like a war machine that had suddenly swapped in a more powerful core component.

Efficiency surged!

The previously somewhat sunken and loose line not only instantly straightened,

but even began a swift counter‑charge!

The front‑line shield bearers, driven by the thirty‑twofold power, roared as they thrust their shields forward!

Boom! Crack!

The charging Northern Yuan cavalry, men and horses alike, were directly struck by this terrifying force, their bones broken and tendons snapped, flung backward!

The second‑line spearmen seized the opening and thrust their spears swiftly.

Speed, angle, and force all far surpassed before.

Pfft! Pfft!

Precisely and efficiently harvesting lives.

Those two hundred personal guard cavalry.

The changes were even more distinctly layered.

About fifty of the elite who received the thirty‑twofold bestowal suddenly had their aura turn dangerous and profound.

Their eyes were sharp as a hawk's, they handled their horses as if walking on flat ground, and their weapons felt weightless yet weighed a thousand jin.

They naturally gathered beside Chen Wen, becoming the spearhead of the assault.

The remaining cavalry who received the sixteen‑fold or eight‑fold bestowal followed closely behind, like unfolding wings.

"Target: the officers at the flank nodes of the enemy charge formation."

"Follow the Lord—"

"Pierce through them!"

The Personal Guard Leader who had received the thirty‑twofold bestowal gave a low shout.

The sound was not loud, yet it clearly reached every personal guard's ear.

Chen Wen took the lead on horseback.

Behind him was the personal guard cavalry, sharp as a conical arrowhead.

They did not directly collide with the enemy's thickest front.

But under the guidance of Chen Wen's Fortune Momentum Insight.

They traced an exquisitely perfect arc.

Their speed was fast, their direction changes agile, far beyond the limits of ordinary cavalry.

Like a hot knife cutting into fat.

Precisely and swiftly, they cut toward the area where those few yin‑energy node officers were located.

The Northern Yuan cavalry attempted to intercept.

But facing Chen Wen, who himself possessed sixty‑fourfold effectiveness, like a humanoid weapon, and the personal guard beside him who had received the thirty‑twofold bestowal and whose combat power surged,

all obstruction appeared pale and powerless.

Chen Wen didn't even use his full strength.

The long spear in his hand turned into specks of cold stars.

Each time he pointed out,

Each precisely struck the core of the converging Yin-energy meridians of a 'node' officer.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Faint bursting sounds rang out in succession.

The officers who were struck all experienced violent bodily tremors; the red light in their eyes dissipated, their Yin-energy meridians were severed inch by inch, and their vitality vanished in an instant.

As these 'nodes' were cleared away,

The Northern Yuan cavalry centered on them were like puppets whose strings had been cut.

The momentum of the charge suddenly fell into disorder.

The frenzied red light in their eyes flickered uncertainly.

Their coordination showed an obvious disconnect.

Even small-range crowding and mutual trampling occurred.

Now!

Chen Wen let out a low shout.

He waved the long spear in his hand forward.

Break the formation!

Kill!

The elite guard's arrows, having received the highest gradient granting, were like having received the final order.

They erupted with all their power.

Blade light like a silk ribbon, spear shadows like pear blossoms.

Wherever they passed, men and horses were overturned.

He forcibly tore into the flank of the seemingly impenetrable Northern Yuan cavalry charge formation.

He ripped open a bloody gap!

And, along the direction of utmost chaos and weakness after the Yin-energy meridians were severed,

He fiercely drove into it!

Head-on.

The Iron Anvil Battalion, having received echelon granting and undergone a transformation like being reborn,

It had completely crushed and pulverized the Northern Yuan vanguard cavalry that had charged into the battle line.

And began to advance steadily forward.

Coordinating with the flank's Chen Wen-led elite guard cavalry's piercing action,

Forming a marvelous tacit understanding and response.

The balance of the battlefield.

After Chen Wen broke through in battle and unleashed the decisive echelon ability granting,

Visible changes began to occur.

It tilted.