Chapter 1830: Chapter 1830
Chapter 1830: Chapter 601: Revealing Each Other’s Trump Cards (Part 3)
Amidst the chaotic sound waves and piercing cries of agony, even the most composed silver-eyed officer lost his bearings in the face of the rising arcane heavy blows.
The only long-range attack method for Death Knights is “Psychic Attack.” This skill is not lethal, and its effect can only cause a brief moment of stun and distraction in the opponent; now faced with a group of Arcane Knights capable of spewing a colossal flame dragon, even setting aside whether the “Psychic Attack” would be effective, they couldn’t even break through. How could this battle continue?
Death Knights lost their nerves, but the Summer Palace Cavalry did not!
The baby Cavalry regiment, barely numbering over 800, had Helen, Moer, and Cui Beixi—the ancestral line of three generations of priests—bestowing them with the War Song Halo. Such a lavish lineup was rare nationwide!
From the beginning of the charge, these heavy cavalry clad themselves in the famed Sacrificial Fire, relying on the fire immunity granted by sacrifice. With Salt Frost Armor, Stone Skin Armor, Spike Armor plus Agility, Berserk, and altar flames, the Summer Palace Heavy Armored Cavalry charged like whales plunging into the ocean, breaking open blazing Candle-head Cavalry, trampling upon the smoky human charcoal figures, crossing the sea of fire on the ground, they pierced through the corridor of churned flesh with their uniform steps and synchronized rhythm.
The scene most despairing for the Death Knights unfolded when, as these Beamon Giant Beast Cavalry charged across the sea of fire nearing them, the arcane energy on them, already not abundant, suddenly evaporated like drops of water in the desert!
Even more terrifying were the dark halos descending from the sky, as if emerging from the dark winds of Nine Netherworld’s depths, carrying endless curses, sapping the Death Knights of their power and passion, extinguishing courage and fervor.
The upper echelons of the Demon World had long been demonizing Aegean creatures in their propaganda and education, but now they found themselves facing repercussions—how could Beamon warriors be easily routed clowns? How could the war songs of Beamon priests fail against the brave Demon Clan Knights?
Before these poor Demons could figure out what was happening to the world, a series of heavy War Song Totem Pillars, sharp heavy Dragon Spears, and bright Yokuor Single-horn Cones struck them down in rows, burying them along with their doubts deep in the earth.
The majestic sound of war drums violently shook the heavens and the earth, the western winds at dusk evaporated the captivatingly sweet scent of hot blood, and the wild roars of Beamon warriors ignited every dormant battle gene in their ancestors’ bloodlines!
In the sea of fire, amidst explosive self-sacrifices and arrow rain, a song of galloping iron hooves sounded with resplendent halos, played heroically!
The Sacred Helm Plain groaned in shuddering, as if every inch of muscle and bone was being ground into dust!
The Sea Dragon King stood pale-faced, glaring speechlessly for a long, long time at the Beamon Heavy Cavalry that could shoot flame rainbows and crescent blood blades with their weapons.
Frankly, His Majesty Redondo was somewhat startled.
Elemental Power is a passport to respect in any plane of existence, and among all the known world’s nations, such a fiercely brave Arcane Knight regiment was an incredibly powerful presence!
They relied on formations to win, unleashing flame dragons that sweep the vast lands, as if favored sons of the Flame God!
They were unstoppable, invincible, shooting crescent blood blades that could break through anything, like two fiendish devils released from their sentence in the sea of blood of the Nether.
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“Oh my… is this… is this the legendary Aegean Orcs?” Who told me Aegean Beamon were arcane insulation materials? His Majesty Sea Dragon King Redondo puzzledly pondered, now wanting to slaughter that bastard who spread rumors.
“Your Majesty!” Liu Zhenhuan, holding the hand of the Sea Dragon King, warmly guided him along the pristine white beach, proudly pointing to the rampaging Heavy Cavalry: “These children of mine are indeed Orcs, but they are also Kampas War God’s favorites.”
“Master, may I ask what arcane art your children just used?” His Majesty Redondo cautiously asked Old Liu, his tone full of reverence.
Merciful heavens, the Sea Dragon King was nearly dead with envy; the flame rainbow those Beamon Heavy Cavalry used was as thick as a king’s elephant trunk clams!
Even some high-tier knights could not only unleash flame rainbows but also shoot blood blades as long as Carmen scallops!
Those were two types of Elemental Power!
Dual systems mastery used for Elementalists anywhere would earn them a thumb’s up!
“Well…” Liu Zhenhuan hesitated, drawing in cold breaths for a long while, feeling it difficult to describe exactly what Berserk attacks entailed. Berserk purely relied on anger to stimulate potential, and on principle was somewhat close to the domain of mental power, but it certainly did not count as Elemental Power, it was natural instinct.
“It’s an evil technique,” Liu Zhenhuan finally came up with an appropriate adjective.
His Majesty Redondo immediately accepted this claim because right before his eyes, Moer was chanting the “Song of Blood Affection,” enveloping the Death Knights with a magnificent red halo. In the air, it formed a massive blood-colored mist, then distributed into the bodies of Beamon Heavy Cavalry.
Old Liu sighed slightly in his heart, feeling slightly dissatisfied for perfection.
After the terrifying power of “Iron Blood Attack” was showcased by the Spurs Knight Korina, he had once been extremely excited; but shortly after, the Blood Blades shot by other Self-initiated Berserk Antelope Heavy Cavalry seemed somewhat unsatisfactory. Their iron-blood crescent blades, whether in power or size, were far inferior to Korina’s or the Mammoth beasts’ dual Blood Blades. Even the Imperial Guard Vieri had to admit this disparity.