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Chapter 276 The Skeleton Legion, Heroic Commander
Chapter 276 The Skeleton Legion, Heroic Commander
The middle-aged soldier casually tossed the spear aside, letting out a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, that's the third one! I've made a profit!"
In those brief few seconds, several festering blisters had already appeared on the middle-aged soldier's palm.
The toxin coated on that spear was extremely corrosive, a highly toxic substance that ordinary humans could not possibly use.
This life-corroding abyssal toxin, combined with the goat-headed monsters' own powerful resistance to poison, is the fundamental reason why their cavalry combat power far surpasses that of the lesser demons.
Two consecutive attacks failed, and three goat-headed monsters fell dead on the battlefield, which surprised the Black Armor Abyss Knight.
His hooded cloak suddenly billowed out, and a chilling, malevolent aura surged forth from beneath it like a black mist, spreading outwards.
"Prepare to throw spears and kill them!"
The Abyss Knight's voice was cold and ruthless, each word seemingly emanating from a crack in an iceberg, carrying a chilling aura.
The goat-headed monsters let out shrill laughter, urging their mounts to circle around the last remaining human target.
They each gripped their short spears tightly, making threatening gestures in an attempt to intimidate each other.
Pfft.
Puff.
Puff.
However, the sound on the battlefield did not come from the goat-headed monsters throwing things, but from the watchtower of the refuge, where dozens of skeleton archers drew their bows and released their arrows.
The rain of arrows was dense, like the deadliest meteors in the night sky, piercing the heavens and pouring down upon the goat-headed monster.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten arrogant and unsuspecting goat-headed monsters were severely injured and fell to the ground, their bodies riddled with skeletal arrows. These arrows seemed to be forged from ice, not only piercing the goat-headed monsters' flesh but also freezing their life force.
The remaining goat-headed monsters cried out in panic and hurriedly turned around, trying to escape the sudden barrage of arrows.
Although the skeleton archers on the watchtower fired two more volleys of arrows, most of them failed to catch the fast-moving target.
It eventually sank deep into the ground.
Only a few of the goat-headed monsters were unfortunately hit by arrows again.
Faced with this scene, the black-armored Abyss Knight let out a deafening roar and brandished his jet-black longsword.
The sword light was as deep as an abyss. With a single slash, the head of the fastest fleeing goat-headed monster and his mount flew up and rolled to the ground.
Blood splattered, staining the surrounding land red. The remaining goat-headed monsters let out chaotic cries, reined in their horses again, and stopped in fear, not knowing what to do.
At that very moment, a group of skeleton warriors wielding massive bone shields rushed out of the open doors of the sanctuary.
They carried makeshift stretchers made of wooden planks and linen, and quickly ran to the middle-aged soldier and the refugees he was protecting.
These skeleton warriors moved swiftly and methodically, carefully helping the wounded humans onto stretchers before quickly retreating back into the shelter.
The black-armored Abyss Knight let out another earth-shattering roar.
He swung the black blade in his hand forward, as if drawing a deathly trajectory in the void.
The goat-headed monsters seemed to receive some irresistible command, and one by one they began to go berserk.
Their malevolent eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light as they roared and urged their deformed mounts forward like waves of crimson tides toward the refuge.
However, just as the goat-headed monsters entered the optimal firing range, commands rang out again from the watchtower of the sanctuary.
"Free fire!"
At this command, the archers on the watchtower immediately began their operation.
A goat-headed monster charging at the front was smugly waving his weapon when suddenly his body jerked as if struck by an invisible force, and he fell silently from his mount.
The two goat-headed monsters following behind stared in disbelief and cried out in surprise.
An arrow had been deeply embedded in the throat of the leader goat-headed monster, and blood dripped down the sharp arrowhead, staining the ground red.
This precise arrow not only took the goat-headed monster's life, but also choked its final scream in its throat.
Then, more arrows rained down, each one carrying deadly force, piercing deep into the bodies of the goat-headed monsters.
Before they had even covered half the distance, nearly ten of the goat-headed monsters had already fallen to the ground, creating a truly gruesome scene.
Such a loss is undoubtedly a huge blow to the Black Armor Abyss Knight.
His eyes burned with fury, and his roar was filled with resentment and rage.
The dreadwing demon perched on the treetop, which had been mocking the abyss knights with its sharp tongue, now had to suppress its arrogance. A hint of wariness flickered in its red eyes as it began to diligently search every corner of the sanctuary, trying to find the hidden archers.
Amidst the constant commands echoing from the watchtower, the middle-aged soldier and other refugees were given a precious respite.
Under the cover of precise long-range attacks, they steadily retreated step by step back to the safety of the shelter.
Fang Zhou's face still held that indifferent expression.
Although those goat-headed monsters looked terrifying, the deadly poison that polluted their flesh and blood, which enabled them to wreak havoc, was utterly insignificant in the face of the skeleton army he summoned.
As for the goat-headed monsters riding on twisted mounts, although they were hideous in appearance, they were nothing more than a source of amusement against the sturdy wooden walls of the shelter.
In contrast, at the edge of the forest, beyond the range of arrows, lie two even more powerful dark forces.
One of the chaotic power fluctuations emanating from it indicated that its strength was on par with that of the Flame Demon or the Horned Demon.
For Fangzhou and his team, they were not an invincible opponent.
However, the other force is far more complex and dangerous than the former.
The icy aura emanating from the black-armored Abyss Knight formed a thin protective shield.
This protective shield not only protected him from external harm, but also blocked most detection capabilities.
This Abyss Rider is no longer a pure demon, but more like a human who has undergone demonization.
Demonized humans, or demon worshippers, are those humans who willingly abandon their humanity and accept the distortion of demonic power.
These creatures lost all human emotions, became incredibly strong, and were incapable of feeling pain.
If any of them were already professionals, then after being corrupted by demonic energy, they would become corrupted professionals, with even more astonishing combat power.
Today, on the land of Blue Star, especially in the area surrounding the Dragon Summer Federation, the largest area occupied by the Abyss Demon forces is the battlefield of the Calamity Demon Kingdom.
On this battlefield, the main enemy is the demonized humans led by the Demon Worshippers.
These former humans have now become the most loyal minions of the abyss demons, and their existence poses a great threat to the peace of the entire region.
At this moment, Li Guang, the punitive ranger beside Fang Zhou, suddenly snorted coldly.
His gaze sharpened towards the edge of the forest, his voice tinged with seriousness: "On the Ark, the enemy has reinforced their troops."
Fang Zhou steadied himself, grabbed the wooden railing of the watchtower, and gazed through the layers of tree canopy at the dark forest ahead.
Sure enough, at the edge of the forest, the number of wandering black monsters had almost doubled, now approaching one hundred.
The goat-headed monsters riding on the backs of the monstrous creatures seemed to have regained their courage, letting out wild howls like hyenas.
He arrogantly raised his spear and javelin into the air, waving them around.
At this moment, the leader of the goat-headed monsters—the Abyss Rider clad in black armor—spurred his mount and slowly departed from the cover of the forest.
They headed straight towards the shelter.
Above the Abyss Knight, the Dreadwing Demon spread its enormous, jet-black wings, soaring through the sky like a giant bat.
It chanted obscure and malevolent incantations, its voice echoing through the air, sending chills down one's spine.
"All archers, prepare to fire!"
Li Guang shouted in a deep voice, then drew his silver fir longbow and aimed a sharp arrow at the direwing in the air.
Li Guang's shoulder muscles were taut, ready to unleash his skills as the shelter's top marksman once the Dreadwing Demon was within two hundred meters.
Seemingly sensing the threat from below, the Dreadwing Demon retreated slightly.
Its indistinct incantations became more rapid, as if preparing for some kind of deadly attack.
Fang Zhou's eyes sharpened, and the power of his soul vision flashed before them.
His senses became exceptionally sharp, as if he could penetrate all appearances and directly perceive the enemy's intentions.
At that moment, the Dreadwing's incantation became increasingly urgent and rapid.
Its body began to tremble violently, as if it were gathering some kind of powerful force.
Immediately afterwards, a blinding black light shot out from the claws of the Dreadwing, creating a huge, dark area on the ground in front of the shelter.
A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, and everyone felt an unprecedented danger.
"All troops, attack!"
The hoarse and cold command of the Black Armored Abyss Knight echoed through the night sky.
At this command, his body, clad in a black cloak, suddenly trembled, as if propelled by an invisible force, and together with his warhorse, also covered in jet-black scales, swept towards the refuge ahead like a dark cloud.
The shrill, piercing laughter of the goat-headed monsters followed closely behind, rising and falling like an ominous song from hell, echoing the commands of their leader.
One by one, they propelled those terrifying, chilling black monsters out of the darkness of the dense forest, launching a fierce attack on the refuge.
The Dark Shroud spell had reached its maximum effect, creating a huge shadowy area directly in front of the shelter.
This dark edge was less than thirty meters from the camp gate, while on the other side it stretched to an unknown area one hundred and thirty meters away.
Even the skeleton archers who occupied the high ground of the watchtower could only achieve a maximum range of about 150 meters with their longbows.
This means that the guards only have one brief opportunity to fire a volley before the goat-headed monsters enter the darkness to stop the surging torrent of darkness.
Even in this tense moment, Li Guang's hands remained as steady as if cast in iron.
His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, originally locked on the circling Terrorwing Demon in the air, but now it quickly turned to the black-armored Abyss Rider who was galloping towards him on horseback.
The knight's black cloak billowed and danced in the wind, like the deepest shadow under the night sky, its ever-changing form greatly hindering Li Guang's aim.
However, this seasoned marksman was not swayed by this.
He stared intently at the dark figure moving rapidly through the night, remaining calm and focused even though the other party was moving as fast as a black hurricane.
Just as the black-armored Abyss Knight was about to step into the darkness, Li Guang suddenly exerted force in his bowstring, and the arrow flew out of the bow.
With a sharp whistling sound, the incredibly sharp arrow pierced the night sky like a silver-white lightning bolt, flying straight towards the dark figure.
Li Guang didn't even glance at his shooting results before taking out a second arrow from the quiver beside him and drawing his longbow taut once more.
Although his movements were slightly slower than the Abyss Knight's, Li Guang's shot still displayed astonishing power.
The moment the black-armored Abyss Knight charged into the darkness, Li Guang could only catch a fleeting glimpse of the billowing cloak before his eyes.
However, his fatal arrow did not miss completely.
Along the path the Abyss Knight had sped past, an arrow was deeply embedded in the ground, and several broken pieces of black metal were scattered around it.
If these fragments are pieced together, it will be found that they originally formed a heavy shield, engraved with some kind of symbol representing a demon from the abyss.
Clearly, it was this shield that blocked Li Guang's fatal blow for the Black Armored Abyss Knight, preventing him from suffering direct injury.
Hundreds of goat-headed cavalrymen, riding their ferocious mounts, charged madly into the range of the skeleton archers with terrifying howls.
In that instant, the skeleton archers all drew their bows to their fullest extent.
The sound of the bowstrings was so uniform, as if it came from the same archer.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of sharp arrows, like messengers of death, pierced the air, stirring up wave after wave of tragic cries amidst the flying dust.
Each arrow carried the curse of death, piercing the rough flesh of the goat-headed monsters, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
A dozen or so goat-headed monsters were accurately hit by arrows and fell to the ground, causing a small disturbance in the charging ranks.
Nevertheless, for an enemy force of hundreds, such losses were not a devastating blow.
After the last goat-headed monster rushed into the dark, shrouded area, there were fewer than twenty goat-headed monsters lying on the ground along the way.