landbeastnovel Chapter 289 Siege of the Demon Leader: The Spellcaster's Battle Stance
Chapter 289 Siege of the Demon Leader: The Spellcaster's Battle Stance
Chapter 289 Siege of the Demon Leader: The Spellcaster's Battle Stance
Faced with the onslaught of the Demon of Slaughter, these light cavalrymen lost their former ferocity in battle and could only watch helplessly as the destructive figure drew ever closer, their hearts filled with despair.
Each swing of the fiery red greatsword left a dazzling trail in the air, like lightning striking down from the sky, mercilessly felling one cavalryman after another, along with their warhorses.
Each flash of sword light was accompanied by a scream.
Blood and dust mingled together, creating the most tragic scene on the battlefield.
The demon's offensive was unstoppable, and its heavy footsteps made the cavalrymen's horses unsteady on their feet.
Some horses even lost control in fear, running wildly with their owners in an attempt to escape the terrible battlefield.
In the distance, among the small group of inferior demons fighting on the left flank, the middle-aged warrior NPC witnessed everything.
A deep, indescribable fear surged within him; the feeling of being shrouded in the shadow of death rendered him almost immobile.
However, when he saw the blood storm that the Slaughterer unleashed on the cavalry, he knew that the real fear was not death itself, but the surrender to it.
At this critical moment of life and death, he had to step forward and set an example for the young soldiers.
Then, the middle-aged warrior NPC gritted his teeth and let out a deafening roar that echoed across the battlefield like thunder.
Without hesitation, he strode forward and charged toward the direction of the Demon of Slaughter.
The huge axe in his hand drew streaks of light in the air, each swing accompanied by a whooshing sound.
Wherever the axe passed, the lesser demon's limbs scattered and flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The remaining lesser demons screamed in terror at the sudden counterattack and retreated in an attempt to escape this nightmarish battle.
The middle-aged warrior NPC charged forward, stepping over the corpses of the lesser demons, and pounced on the back of the demon slayer.
His movements were swift and decisive, and his killing intent was so fierce that even the Demon Slayer sensed it and had to stop his advance.
The Demon Slayer swiftly twisted his body, and the fiery red greatsword in his hand let out a mournful roar as it slashed through the air.
The middle-aged warrior NPC wielded a battle axe stained with demon blood, clashing with the fiery red greatsword used to slay demons, producing countless sparks and ear-piercing clangs.
The middle-aged warrior barely managed to defend against a heavy slash from the Demon Slayer, then roared and retaliated, his battle axe grazing the Demon Slayer's chest armor and sending sparks flying.
The Demon Slayer took a small step back, looked down at the shallow mark on his breastplate, and a cold killing intent flashed in his blood-red eyes.
The middle-aged warrior NPC raised his battle axe high with his strong arms and roared defiantly.
But a thin snake of blood had already seeped from between his fingers and crawled down his arm.
The battle axe and the fiery red greatsword clashed repeatedly, sparks flying out like lightning, illuminating their faces.
However, this resistance did not last long.
This battle was clearly not an evenly matched contest.
Although the middle-aged warrior NPC is burly and tall in the shelter, almost like a giant, he is at a complete disadvantage in terms of strength and size when facing the Demon Slayer.
What actually lies between the middle-aged warrior and the slayer is a chasm stemming from racial differences.
Soon, the middle-aged soldier's hands split open at the base of his thumbs, and blood soaked through his arms.
However, his battle axe succumbed to the strain even earlier than his already numb arms.
This weapon, once a source of pride for middle-aged warriors, has survived countless battles without a scratch.
However, in a fierce clash with the fiery red greatsword of the Demon Slayer, it finally broke in two after making a cracking sound.
The laughter of the Demon Slayer echoed across the battlefield; it was a roar filled with madness and triumph, a roar that seemed to tear the soul apart.
Its fiery red greatsword appeared even more intense in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The sword flashed like a tapestry, drawn from both sides, each slash precise and deadly, driving the middle-aged warrior into a desperate situation.
The middle-aged warrior barely managed to lift the broken battle axe a few times to support himself, but under the continuous blows of the Demon Slayer, even the sound of bones breaking could be heard from his arms.
When that deadly waterfall of fire struck again, a hint of despair flashed in the middle-aged warrior's eyes.
He mustered his last bit of strength to try to lift the broken battle axe above his head, but a strong, tingling sensation instantly swept over his entire body, as if he were being bitten by thousands of ants, making his movements sluggish and powerless.
He watched helplessly as the flames drew ever closer, his heart filled with resentment and despair.
"Is this my fate?"
The exhausted middle-aged warrior NPC thought blankly.
At this critical moment, a white figure rushed out from behind like a ghost, crashing into the middle-aged warrior and pushing him to the brink of death.
That was an elite giant shield skeleton enhanced by the Death Crown skill.
It held its enormous shield high, fearlessly facing the wrath of the Demon of Slaughter.
The fiery red greatsword slammed into the shield, producing a deafening roar.
The shield shattered instantly, but the skull withstood most of the impact with astonishing perseverance.
However, the power of the Demon of Slaughter was too terrifying; its remaining force still cleaved the skull, turning the upper half of its body into countless fragments that scattered across the battlefield.
Amidst the chaotic battle, Ark maintained a steady flow of spells to keep the situation stable while also keeping a close eye on the every move of the Demon Slayer.
Seeing that the middle-aged warrior was about to be killed by the Demon of Slaughter, he quickly commanded a nearby elite giant shield skeleton to block the fatal blow for the middle-aged warrior.
The middle-aged soldier is definitely a very important NPC character who guides new players in the defense of the shelter.
If he were to actually perish at the hands of the Crusader, Ark's completion rating for this mission would be significantly lower.
At that moment, the middle-aged soldier who had narrowly escaped death let out an angry roar.
He lay on the ground, his whole body aching as if he had been crushed by a heavy object.
His chest felt as if a boulder was pressing down on it, and every breath was accompanied by intense pain.
The middle-aged warrior's stamina was greatly depleted during the battle with the Demon Slayer.
He could only lie motionless on the ground, covered in cold sweat, his bluish lips opening and closing like a dying fish.
However, the middle-aged soldier's valiant fight did buy time for the other soldiers to regroup and launch an offensive.
As the Demon of Slaughter approached the middle-aged warrior with terrifying killing intent, he was met by five fully armed, melee-focused skeletons.
Meanwhile, several other formidable fighters on the battlefield—Lu Renjia, the one-armed female warrior, and Olaf—each broke free from the demon legion's entanglement, carving a bloody path through the scattered corpses and limbs on the battlefield, and quickly regrouping towards the location of the Slaughter Demon.
Their arrival gradually transformed what initially appeared to be a one-sided massacre into a hunt.
The Demon of Slaughter found itself surrounded, but it showed no fear. Instead, it opened its gaping maw filled with sharp teeth and spewed out raging flames, while letting out a chilling laugh.
When the massive body of the Slaughtering Demon, carrying a heavy stench of sulfur, charged forward, even though Lu Renjia was prepared to die in battle, he still felt a deep sense of horror.
At that moment, the Demon Slayer suddenly turned his gaze to the one-armed female warrior.
As a treacherous and cunning demon commander, it naturally knew the principle of picking on the weakest target.
Concentrate your firepower to eliminate the weakest enemy first, and the seemingly impenetrable encirclement will naturally collapse instantly.
The Demon Slayer brandished his massive, fiery red sword, leaving a scorching trail in the air as he slashed straight down at the one-armed female warrior.
If this attack hits, the one-armed female warrior will be cleaved in two along with her armor.
However, this brave soldier did not choose to run away.
She overcame her fear and reacted swiftly, leaping backward and concentrating all her strength on her sword to bravely defend against the Demon Slayer's blade.
With a sharp metallic clang, the one-armed female warrior was thrown backward by the powerful impact.
Although she managed to steady herself, her entire arm was numb, as if she had been struck hard by a giant's hammer.
Although she was still gripping the sword tightly in her hand, she couldn't feel the hilt at all.
The Demon of Slaughter's maniacal laughter never ceased.
It seemed completely unconcerned about its opponent, raising its fiery red blade high once more, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the one-armed female warrior.
At this critical moment, two skeletal battle axes emitting a pale green light suddenly flew out from the side, precisely crossing and blocking in front of the one-armed female warrior, successfully deflecting the Demon Slayer's fatal blow.
Taking advantage of this brief opening, Lu Renjia quickly stepped forward and, together with the others, carried the injured one-armed female warrior away from the attack range of the Slaughter Demon, buying her precious time to recover.
Olaf charged fearlessly toward the demon, activating the Berserker's Golden Body skill tree's exclusive ability.
In an instant, the two battle axes in Olaf's hands transformed into two steel whirlwinds, hacking and slashing fiercely at the body of the Demon Slayer.
The sharp blade grazed the demon's knees, sides, and ribs, leaving deep marks on its heavy metal armor.
However, the Demon Slayer's armor ultimately held up and did not suffer any significant damage.
Suppressed by Olaf's rapid attacks and appearing somewhat flustered, the Slaughter Demon suddenly erupted in fury.
The fiery red greatsword abandoned all defense and suddenly extended its sword light outwards.
The Demon Slayer took two heavy blows to his relatively vulnerable ribs.
This time, the heavy armor was not able to completely stop the bleeding, and dark red blood seeped out from the gaps in the broken armor.
At the same time, the greatsword that slays demons grazed Olaf's shoulder, and the sound of bones cracking rang out.
However, this severe injury, which would be fatal to a human professional, was nothing more than a trivial matter for Olaf, the skeleton spirit.
Undeterred, it continued its attack on the Demon of Slaughter.
Just then, Lu Renjia arrived at the scene with some enhanced elite skeletons.
They brandished their weapons, their bodies glowing with various enhancement spells, and attacked the Demon of Slaughter.
The addition of these elite skeletons made the situation even more difficult for the Demon Slayer.
Surrounded, the slayer used its fiery red greatsword to parry a barrage of slashes from the skeletons, then suddenly opened its massive maw and spewed out a scorching tongue of fire from its mouth full of fangs.
The flame appeared very abruptly, and the giant shield skeletons facing the Slaughter Demon raised their shields to cover their bodies.
However, this seemingly fierce tongue of fire was actually not much hotter than ordinary flames.
The Demon's little trick caused all the skeletons in front of it to raise their shields in defense, thus creating a fatal flaw in the originally tight encirclement.
This momentary lapse in attention gave the Demon Slayer a chance to retaliate.
The fiery red greatsword, carrying destructive power, drew a breathtaking trajectory in the air.
With a deafening roar, the air seemed to ignite wherever the sword tip passed, pointing directly at the shield wall that several skeleton warriors had raised with all their might.
One moment, then another.
Even the feeling of a hammer striking an anvil isn't this heavy.
The skeletons of the warriors creaked and groaned under the heavy blows; some broke, some twisted, yet they stubbornly held on.
However, even with their best efforts, they could not withstand the devastating, continuous slashes of the Slaughtering Demon and fell to the ground one after another.
The Demon Slayer laughed maniacally as he turned around, his sword flashing as it swept across to the left.
Located to the left of the Demon Slayer is Lu Renjia.
His reaction was phenomenal. Seeing the greatsword slashing down, he yelled and ducked down with the agility of a cheetah, trying to dodge the fatal blow.
However, the speed at which the demons were slaughtered was beyond imagination.
His movements were already extremely fast, but he still couldn't completely dodge.
The sword light still grazed the edge of his helmet, leaving a deep scratch and sparks flying.
Lu Renjia suddenly felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning. He collapsed to the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
However, the demon did not immediately deliver a fatal blow to Lu Renjia.
At that moment, Ark in the distance waved his hands lightly, and black chains rose into the air like living snakes, quickly wrapping around the body of the Demon Slayer.
These chains emitted a faint blue light, tightly binding the Demon of Slaughter and preventing it from running rampant.
Meanwhile, Olaf launched a fierce counterattack from another direction.
Wielding a sharp and heavy skeletal battle axe, it roared as the axe sliced through the air with a whistling sound and a fierce killing intent, aiming directly at the ribs of the Demon Slayer who had been repeatedly struck.
However, the Demon Slayer was, after all, a powerful demon leader.
It roared and swung its fiery red greatsword, its blade as wide as a shield, easily deflecting Olaf's battle axe.
The fiery red sword light instantly retaliated.
The blades clashed, producing a resounding clang.