Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1712 Blood Zombie - Radiance
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As the shield wall pressed in, jet-black "thorny bone spikes" with a foul, rotten smell suddenly burst forth from the front row of Black Nether Guards' armor. Like hundreds of poisoned steel needles, they slammed into the dark silver shield surface, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound and splashing sparks mixed with "slippery" that corroded the shield's protective soul power.

Behind them, shadowy figures shrouded in black mist hurled "corrupting blood spears" wreathed in dark green ghost fire. The spears whistled through the air and, once they struck a knight's armor or a warhorse, the poisonous flames exploded and burned flesh and blood. Even the metal was corroded with holes. The infected knights screamed and rolled on the ground, their skin rapidly turning black and festering.

The aerial battles were equally fierce.

The Knights' Flying Guard detachment had a numerical advantage; clad in light yet sturdy scale armor, they resembled a flock of silver eagles sweeping across the battlefield in the sunlight.

The high-speed battle aura shot out from the "Wind-Breaking Spear" in his hand was like a streak of light and a torrential rain.

However, the Black Nether Army's air cavalry, riding bone-winged vultures or shadow bats entwined with ghosts, were like a swarm of bat demons crawling out of the abyss of hell.

Although they are few in number, they are even more bizarre and difficult to deal with.

Puffs of solidified, foul-smelling "corrosive black smoke" were spewed out, polluting large areas of the airspace. Warhorses and riders who inhaled it coughed painfully and their vision went black.

The ear-piercing "soul scream" swept across without warning, throwing the Silverwing Knights' formation into disarray. Many suffered splitting headaches and their movements became distorted. They were then suddenly appeared beside enemies using "Shadow Shuttle" and stabbed their necks or shoulders with black bone daggers or even black-smoking claws. They screamed and fell from the sky, trailing blood, crashing heavily into the bloody mud below.

Below, in the knight formation, small groups of the most valiant and frenzied Black Nether Guards occasionally withstood several spears thrusting towards them with their "Dark Defense." The sounds of spear tips piercing flesh rang out (but the aura attached to the spear tips was clearly weakened by the black armor and dark corrosive energy). Taking advantage of the brief gaps created by the deaths of their comrades, they roared like hellish demons and pounced into the tiny gaps in the shield wall, their strange scimitars ("Soul-Splitting Hooks") dancing wildly, specifically targeting the gaps in the knights' neck armor or the joints of their leg armor.

Once they get close, their fighting skills are wild and deadly; in one or two exchanges, they can dislocate a knight's lance-wielding arm or sever the tendons in his ankle.

The severely wounded knight fell to his knees, and was immediately overwhelmed by several Black Nether Guards. Accompanied by the heart-wrenching sounds of flesh and bone being torn apart and the dying cries, blood and broken limbs flowed from beneath the pile of people.

In this hellish arena where flesh and metal, light and darkness clashed violently, the Knights' orderly advance was halted after paying a heavy price.

The sharpness of the Soul-Shattering Spear Formation collided with the unfathomable darkness of the swamp. The iron order of the empire clashed with the surging chaos and madness of the underworld, and each shift in offense and defense was accompanied by the loss of more lives.

At the forefront of the two torrents of dark silver and pitch black, a layer of mixed corpses of warriors from both sides had already piled up. The viscous blood soaked into the soil, making the stone slabs slippery and muddy. Severed limbs and remains lay piled on top of each other in the pool of blood, forming a shocking death zone.

Just as this brutal stalemate and massive casualties were suffocating, a steady and brilliant light pierced through the smoke and blood of the battlefield.

This offensive is not solely driven by official forces. Ostensibly, it is an operation spearheaded by the Heaven Dou Empire in conjunction with the Soul Fighting City; everyone who was supposed to come has come.

High above the rear formation, Ninghai, at level 81, was surrounded by eight shining rings, and a huge, illusory pagoda, radiating a seven-colored glazed halo, solemnly floated in the air.

His expression was solemn, his eyes were piercing, and his fingers moved with lightning speed.

Guided by him, beams of light, condensed to their fullest extent and representing pure amplification power—fiery red light (power), agile blue light (speed), and solid brown light (defense)—like the light pointed out by the finger of God (90% amplification), precisely pierced through the soul skills, stray arrows, and black smoke flying above the chaotic battlefield, accurately landing on the Heavenly Warriors and Knights who were fighting desperately against the darkness, already wounded but still standing tall.

In this large-scale battlefield, he didn't even need to use any distraction control skills; he could just charge straight in.

As the crimson beam of light descended, the knights who had been blessed instantly bulged their muscles, and even their armor creaked under the immense pressure.

Their shield wall, which had been slightly fatigued from the pure power struggle with the Black Nether Guards, gained a massive, earth-like power—with a roar of "Boom!", the giant shield suddenly pushed forward, knocking away the Shadow-transformed black-armored guards who pounced to bite them. The sound of the shield hitting the bones and shattering was clearly audible!

The thrusting Soul-Shattering Spear carried a terrifying power nearly doubled. The "thud" sound became muffled and grand. The spear tip easily tore through the originally solid "Wraith Barrier" and directly pierced the chest and abdomen of the Black Nether Guard hiding behind it, whose blood-red madness in his pupils had not yet subsided. The huge impact sent him flying, crashing into the dark barrier formed by his companions. The sprayed internal organs and blood rained down on the Dark Erosion Shield, sizzling loudly.

Bathed in a pale blue beam of light, the knights moved with ghostly speed in an instant.

Faced with the tricky, blood-soaked spears, they could dodge them with incredible speed or parry them with their shields; when faced with a madman who took advantage of an opening to rush into the formation, their longswords instantly transformed into an arc of light, striking first and slicing off half of the opponent's head before the opponent's scimitar could fall, the corpse collapsing amidst splattering black blood and brains.

Their bloody wounds no longer hindered their counterattack!

A pillar of earthy brown light descended, enveloping the knights in a tangible brown halo.

"Clang! Clang!" Bone spikes, scimitars, or dark corrosive energy carrying corrosive power struck it, producing a heavy thud. The ripples were quickly neutralized by the powerful defensive field!
The damage the knights suffered was greatly reduced, and the wounds that had been grazed by the Bloodstained Spears or were smoking from the Dark Corrosion Energy were temporarily suppressed, giving them a precious respite and time to continue fighting!
This is not a glamorous performance, but a visible injection of power that determines life and death.

Wherever the seven-colored glazed light reached, the weary blades of the Heavenly Fighting Knights were tempered and honed once more. The stalemate began to tear apart the Dark Fortress of the Black Nether Legion, just as darkness was dispelled by the radiance. Amidst louder battle cries, heavier shield bashes, more deadly piercings, and the more desperate screams of the enemy, the battle began to tear apart the Dark Nether Legion's dark fortress with unwavering determination and slowness!
This holy and powerful light of crystal became a sharp blade that illuminated the path of the imperial cavalry and pierced through despair amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The stalemate was abruptly broken by the immense power of the strongest support from the mainland.

(End of this chapter)