Chapter 561: Ten Steps!

Fortunately, Boundless Dharma only made one feel like they could "kill a cow with one punch," and did not actually have the effect of getting one's blood pumping uncontrollably.

So Celisia charged forward two steps, came to her senses, and immediately stopped.

She recalled that even if she felt she could kill a cow with one punch.

In a real fight, she estimated she still wouldn't be able to kill a demon with one punch.

Celisia's own combat ability was relatively weak; a lesser demon was no problem, she could easily handle it.

But dealing with a mid-tier demon was more strained; she could only maneuver and fight.

The other few people could all easily tear apart mid-tier demons with their bare hands.

The current enhanced Celisia could indeed kill a mid-tier demon, but the problem was that there wasn't just one mid-tier demon charging over.

A whole pile of demons!

The stopped Celisia flipped open *Paradise Lost*, placed one hand on the open page, and whispered, "Come forth, my sturdy shield."

Following Celisia's whisper, *Paradise Lost* emitted seven-colored radiance, and a tall man appeared beside her.

Carrying a massive black greatsword on his back, it was unmistakably Holt.

"Protect me," Celisia issued the command.

The fake Holt blocked in front of Celisia, the greatsword in his hand like a shield, sufficient to isolate the vast majority of danger.

Then, Celisia flipped to another page and pressed her hand on it.

"Manifest, my sharp blade."

The fake Dupont, wreathed in flames, charged into the demon horde.

That Dupont glanced over and shouted, "No self-destructing on me!"

"... If it's truly dangerous, I make no promises," Celisia said very calmly.

The summoned phantoms actually have no connection to the main body; even if they die, they won't cause any impact to the main body.

Nor will they strengthen along with the main body's increase in strength.

But watching oneself suddenly self-destruct definitely isn't a fun experience.

And according to hearsay, Celisia seems to really like making Dupont self-destruct — even when unnecessary.

In her words, it's easy, convenient, and high power.

Dupont expressed that she shouldn't have believed her evil back then.

The two Duponts rampaged in the demon horde, quickly showing differences.

That Dupont crashed straight through; this fake Dupont had already fallen into a quagmire. The cause of this phenomenon certainly included the fact that there was a not-small gap in their inherent strength.

There was another important factor: the real Dupont had been enhanced by Tang Luo.

Celisia quickly discovered this serious problem.

Tang Luo's power buff buffed his main body.

But it didn't buff the phantoms he summoned; that is to say, the phantoms he summoned had no difference in combat power from before.

They received no enhancement whatsoever.

"... Do I have to take the field too?" Celisia thought inwardly.

"Keep summoning, just two people, how will you get stronger if you don't squeeze yourself dry?" Tang Luo's voice rang out from behind.

Celisia froze, then suddenly realized.

Right, she had always held back before, but now her power was brimming, she could keep summoning.

The benefit of the power enhancement to her wasn't reflected in the strength of the summoned phantoms, but in the number this summoner could summon, and the duration of maintenance!

"Come forth!"

"Emerge!"

"Appear!"

Exorcists appeared one after another following Celisia's whispers.

Soon, Celisia reached the normal summoning limit, 15.

Normally at this time Celisia would already be quite fatigued, having to reserve stamina for unexpected situations.

But now Celisia felt a mere 15 was absolutely not her limit; she wanted more!

18!

20!

25!

30!

More and more exorcists appeared; the summoned phantom warriors had already reached 30.

At this time, Celisia began to pant.

"Not enough! My goal is a hundred-man slay!" Celisia shouted loudly; the seven-colored dazzling light on *Paradise Lost* grew even more brilliant.

40, 50, 60!

Celisia kneeled, half-kneeling on the ground, incomparably exhausted; this was already her current limit.

Summoning further, not to mention self-preservation, the original phantom warriors couldn't be maintained either.

"Still short forty, but next time, next time..." Celisia murmured, clenching her right fist, swearing.

"What next time, daring to slack off? This time, hurry up!" Tang Luo's voice interrupted Celisia's words again.

Simultaneously, a warm current descended from the sky, flowing through her whole body.

Heal!

A heal from the strongest support!

"I'm healed!" Celisia stood up, fatigue completely gone, and then — Boundless Dharma!

I want to summon a thousand!

Bold words, bold spirit—when Celicia summoned 80, she knelt again.

Summoning further, the difficulty is said to rise in a straight line.

"You're better again."

A light, airy voice came, and Celicia stood up once more: "I can!"

90!

99!

Only one step away from a hundred, Celicia gritted her teeth and summoned another: "One hundred! I succeeded!"

"No." Tang Luo coldly reminded, "The phantoms you summoned have already died five."

"What?" Celicia came to her senses, having focused entirely on summoning, she hadn't noticed several of her summoned phantoms had knelt.

That is to say, he still can't.

"It seems my road is still long." Celicia said, "Captain Tang Luo, please support me until the end!"

Tang Luo said nothing, looking toward the other side.

This Du Bang, the most unrestrained in battle, with the highest enemy kill count and fastest stamina consumption, has now knelt.

Seeing a medium demon about to bite off his head in one gulp.

Tang Luo lightly raised his hand, activating healing light.

Du Bang's flame fist exploded the medium demon's head in one punch: "I, Du Bang the Great, can still fight for five hundred years!"

At the same time, he was about to strike the demon beside him.

"Pa!"

The crisp sound of a whip rang out, Du Bang jerked his hand back, turned his head toward Clement: "You hit me!"

"Idiot." Clement spoke concisely.

"You..."

"You are." Lola appeared beside Du Bang, then vanished, and incidentally sent him a medium demon.

"Uh——"

Du Bang obediently closed his mouth and went to strike that medium demon.

The reason is simple: he had just planned to smash the demon that was green.

Demons are naturally not green; their bodies and tentacles are black.

The only reason they turned green is infection by Clement's whip's "poison," temporarily making them Clement's puppets.

Du Bang's earlier action was "striking my teammate."

Besides Du Bang's unrestrained fighting style causing him to kneel early.

The other three generals still maintain considerable combat power.

Holt adopts a defensive stance, the demons around him most numerous, like waves one after another crashing into him.

The black greatsword in his hand, with agility utterly mismatched to its appearance, draws trails of afterimages.

In the swing, demons die beneath the blade, demons are slapped away by a single sword, and demons' attacks are blocked by the broad blade.

Holt just stands there, motionless, like a reef in the sea.

He has the second-highest kill count; if demons didn't turn to powder after death, corpses would likely pile into small hills.

Even so, a thin layer of ash has appeared beneath Holt's feet.

By Clement's side, a group of green low-level demons guards her, the green whip lashing out from gaps among the demons.

Mixed among the demons' own tentacles, hard to defend against.

Low-level demons are directly torn apart by the whip; medium demons hit once also lose combat ability.

She and the demons beside her have been constantly moving, reducing the pressure of encirclement.

Unlike Celicia, who can summon a horde of phantom warriors, Clement can currently control only five demons, all of them low-level.

Medium demons, she can control only one.

Most of her combat power still resides in herself.

That slowly moving posture indeed carries a queen's dignity.

As for Lola, true to her name as the Deceptive Temptress, she constantly flickers on the battlefield, almost making it her regular means of movement, never staying in one place over ten seconds.

But Tang Luo saw through it—this is actually a blind, her true body hiding in a relatively safe corner.

The flickering figures on the battlefield are false illusions.

But the attacks she unleashes are real, a very powerful ability.

The five generals, each with their own methods, combined, burst forth with great combat power.

Plus Tang Luo's "power boost," which can at any time grant healing light, separately bestowing defensive boosts (Iron Armor Talisman, given to Holt), concealment boosts (Invisibility Talisman, given to Celicia), and flight boosts (Flight Talisman, given to Du Bang, turning him into a bomber).

In Du Bang's words: "I, Du Bang, willingly call us the strongest right now!"

However, the situation is not optimistic.

Although from the start of battle to now, the five generals have slain more demons than they did in the past one or two years combined.

Yet the number of surrounding demons has only slightly decreased; around the valley, demons continue to appear, replenishing.

Du Bang flying in the sky can see demons emerging from all four directions, converging.

Like tributaries converging into a main road, or ants returning to their nest.

Moreover, among the incoming demons, the number of medium demons has already surpassed that of low-level demons.

Du Bang dares swear this is the first time in his life he has seen so many medium demons.

"Unstoppable……" Du Bang made the judgment, and it was very accurate.

Even if they have power-ups, all kinds of power-ups can't stop it.

Unless Tang Luo can endlessly heal them.

But is that possible?

"Captain—holy crap." Du Bang looked at Tang Luo, almost falling to the ground.

Just now they had been focused on fighting, not noticing Tang Luo's side.

Only now did they realize, the situation Tang Luo faced was no easier than theirs.

Around Tang Luo, more than twenty medium demons kept attacking and roaring, mixed with a large number of black whip shadows, like falling rain.

Then Tang Luo just sat there.

Continued sitting on that smooth, clean stone from before, without moving, without resisting.

There was also no way on his body.

With him as the center, within ten steps, all demons, all attacks, not allowed to advance an inch!