Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 472 Capture the Flag
Boom boom boom...

A dense barrage of special enchanted shells rained down on the demon army, while thick fog and viscous magical energy spread out, obstructing the demons' vision and magical detection.

The demon warlock kept casting spells to dispel the fog, but the thick fog persisted.

In the thick black fog, the green head of the angel of death swayed.

Two squads of innate warriors each flanked the demon army, charging diagonally towards the Death Angels squad.

The powerful magical bombs rained down on the army of Death Angels, depleting their magical shields and forcing the demon warlocks to focus their attention elsewhere.

Zhou Leng, as the last trump card, did not lead the charge but instead hid in the center of the team.

The Innate Brigade, like a long spear, easily pierced through the outer layer of demons and rushed to the vicinity of the Angel of Death. However, they soon found themselves surrounded by the demons, making their situation increasingly difficult.

No one backed down, no one was afraid, and no one panicked.

Under the cover of a continuous barrage of special magical shells, the Innate Brigade advanced relentlessly.

Like a chisel, it pierced into the rock-solid defense line, stroke by stroke.

Getting closer, getting closer.

It's getting slower and slower.

"Slay the demon!"

The warrior at the front roared, and several people around him suddenly hurled powerful magic energy blasts into the vicinity.

The powerful magic energy blast instantly cleared a large area, creating towering waves of dust. The dense shockwave shattered everything, imbued with strange magical power, and incinerated all things.

Swarms of monsters fell like wheat being harvested.

Even though the innate martial artists were prepared, more than ten people were still sent flying backward, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"Forward!" came the cry of a cicada.

The group charged forward, and soon after, the warriors in front threw out another barrage of magic energy projectiles.

Boom boom boom...

"go ahead!"

Not long after, the third batch of magic bullets was thrown out.

This place is less than 200 meters from the Angel of Death.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, his feet treading on the Heavenly Dragon Flash, and in the mist, with exquisite footwork that even demons could not match, he rushed to the vicinity of the Angel of Death.

"kill him!"

Countless innate demonic creatures rushed towards Zhou Leng.

Various spells were unleashed.

One after another, the magical artifacts on Zhou Leng's body lit up, forming a multicolored magical shield that kept out all external attacks.

This time, Zhou Leng did not use the spear.

Because spears cannot penetrate the dense magical shields and innate demons.

He charged into the midst of a vast army, his body breaking through.

With a light leap, he strode through the air, using the tops of demons as a path, crushing the heads of multi-headed monsters, and soaring to the front of a death angel.

"stop……"

"Do not……"

Amidst the desperate roars of nearby monsters, Zhou Leng stomped on the head of the first angel of death.

The Angel of Death exploded, and a poisonous mist of death with a radius of over 500 meters instantly spread out.

The martial artists not far away looked up.

In the command post, commanders used drones to survey the dense green fog among the enemy forces.

In the next instant, one after another, the angels of death were flung away by Zhou Leng in the poisonous fog, flying into the demon army in all directions.

Some of the angels of death exploded in mid-air, while the rest exploded upon landing.

The poisonous fog spread in all directions.

The monsters here were too densely packed; in no time, more than 30,000 monsters were swallowed by the poisonous fog.

A large number of demon warlocks stood near the Angel of Death; they died instantly when the poisonous fog exploded.

From the air, the poisonous fog was spreading towards the city lord's mansion.

In the poisonous fog, one after another, the angels of death were hurled towards the rear of the demon army, forming a large line that advanced towards the city lord's mansion.

The monsters outside the poisonous fog were all stunned. They dared not cast spells to dispel the fog, because no one knew where it would drift.

The only way to deal with the deadly poison is to wait until it has spread completely and then use magic to slowly dispel it bit by bit.

The Death Angels Brigade was only one or two kilometers away from the city lord's mansion.

Before anyone could react, a death angel flew out of the poisonous fog and landed in the city lord's mansion.

There were master-level demons in the city lord's mansion. They were hesitating about what to do, but the moment the angel of death flew over, they all fled.

Even a grandmaster would be crippled if poisoned by the Angel of Death.

One after another, death angels flew out, and poisonous fog quickly covered the entire city lord's mansion.

The development of the battlefield far exceeded everyone's imagination. The demons could not imagine what had happened, and ordinary warriors could not imagine it either.

Only Chen Shouhu and the senior commanders in the command post guessed that it was the Monkey King's doing.

Unexpectedly, on the shores of Taihu Lake, they dared to use tricks at the Third Mine, and at the Tiger Hill Fortress, they not only disregarded their lives but also carried out some outrageous operations while doing so.

Even if these experienced military commanders racked their brains, they would never have imagined that human warriors could kill tens of thousands of demons in one go and force the entire enemy command post to flee.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone on both sides, a bloodied and mangled figure rushed up the city wall of the city lord's mansion.

First to arrive.

Then, the blurry figure climbed up to the roof of the main building of the city lord's mansion in three quick steps and grabbed the black flag of the Heavenly Calamity Army.

Capture the flag.

He turned around, his face a bloody mess, yet he seemed like the king of Tiger Hill Fortress, looking down upon the world.

That arrogant angel of death was the blood-stained sword he used to slay his generals.

The invincible immortal knights were his honor guard, who held high his banner.

Zhou Leng tossed the black flag far away, and it fell into the poisonous fog.

Like a shockwave to the mind, it instantly shattered the morale of the demon army.

The retreating Green Army once again proved their nickname, trampling and fleeing in a frenzy.

Then, the demon fled.

Finally, the giant worm escaped.

The demonic alliance was completely routed. "Slay the demons!" From the main building of the city lord's mansion, a rough roar burst forth from the vocal cords damaged by the deadly poison, wild and desolate, like a winter wind sweeping across a vast wasteland.

"Slay the demon!"

"Slay the demon!"

A cry to slay the demon, and responses come from all directions.

A faint golden light, reflecting the united will of the people, covered half of the Tiger Hill Fortress.

The Undead Knight glanced at Zhou Leng on the city wall, then suddenly charged at supersonic speed, broke through the defenses, and fled.

All the warriors outside the city rushed out of the camp, their roars shaking the heavens.

Chen Shouhu and the other grandmaster martial artists exchanged glances.

"Old Xu, the three of you stay here and keep watch. You help take care of the Monkey King."

After Chen Shouhu finished speaking, he led the other grandmasters away quietly, rushing in the direction in which the demon grandmasters had fled.

Zhou Leng stood on the main building of the city lord's mansion and glanced at the poisonous fog below, which was as vast as the sea and as thick as clouds.

The team of 104 rushed in, leaving him alone outside the poisonous fog.

Zhou Leng jumped off the main building, not chasing the enemy, but running out of Tiger Hill Fortress and out of the camp.

Zhou Leng took out the tent that had been set up, bent down to go inside, then stood up again and turned to look at the stagnant poisonous fog.

After looking for a few seconds, he bent down and crawled into the tent.

Practice meditation.

This time, the injuries were too severe; large areas of flesh were corroded, and the internal organs and bones were severely damaged.

Even the powerful Star Phoenix Resurrection Technique cannot cure this condition if the patient is not at the Ten Thousand Feather Realm.

So, he took out the high-grade holy potion he had exchanged a few days ago, as well as a large amount of life-giving medicinal fruits such as water of life, queen ant juice, aphid honey, and ancient tree fossils.

First, swallow a large amount of life-giving fruits, then drink a high-grade holy potion.

As if a demigod magician were casting a spell, the flesh and blood on his body grew and multiplied wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, so fast that it was like blood-red bubbles expanding.

At the same time, a large amount of life force was integrated into the body, preventing lifespan from being consumed by the high-level holy potion.

A grandmaster walked silently to a spot not far from the tent, appearing like an ordinary middle-aged martial artist.

In the distance, several human martial artists looked at each other and slowly approached. When they got close to the tent, they suddenly pounced on it.

The four people, who were originally only at the level of the Blood-Shocking Innate Realm, actually reached the Great Innate Realm when they unleashed their full power.

The master tossed four one-yuan steel coins upwards from his hand, then flicked them four times in quick succession with his right hand.

Boom boom boom boom...

The four coins, enveloped in a ball of true energy, flew out like four shooting stars at three times the speed of sound.

puff puff puff...

The heads of the four major traitors exploded, their bodies splattered on the ground, blood gushing out.

The four coins continued flying forward, slowing down 500 meters away.

The nearby martial artists were both shocked and envious.

This must be Xu Yuanjing, the deputy commander of the 7th Division. He is famous for his "Flicking Finger Technique" and is one of the most skilled long-range martial artists among the Dragon Kingdom's grandmasters.

The human army was in high spirits, pursuing the enemy relentlessly for ten hours straight, even encountering some demonic attacks.

The teams didn't return until late at night.

The masters quietly returned to the command post.

In this battle, eight demonic masters were killed, dozens of Great Innate Realm cultivators were assassinated, and countless ordinary Innate Realm cultivators were killed.

The undead knight escaped quickly, aided by a demon master, and fled from the pursuit.

Chen Shouhu walked to Zhou Leng's tent and then to Xu Yuanjing's side.

"How was it? You sent a message saying you killed four traitors."

Chen Shouhu looked at the four pools of blood on the ground.

"He used a high-level holy potion; given his resistance to poison, he should only need to rest for a few days at most."

Chen Shouhu said, "Tiger Hill Fortress is the key to this battle of Shuizhou. The main force of the demons has been defeated, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, the other demons will also retreat. We will split up and wipe out the demons..."

The two sent four innate beings to surround the tent, rested briefly, and then led their army into battle for the next demon stronghold overnight.

The massive manhunt in the Water Island Demon City has officially begun.

Zhou Leng stopped practicing his internal energy cultivation at noon the next day and let out a long breath.

The injuries were so severe that even though the body's organs regenerated, the whole body felt sore and numb, and weak.

Newly formed muscles can never compare to a body that has been trained many times before.

However, with at most a month of training, one can reach the previous peak level.

Zhou Leng put on his hood and stepped out of the tent. The first thing he looked at was the location of the city lord's mansion, where the poisonous fog had dissipated.

Looking back, there were less than 20,000 warriors left in the camp, most of whom were wounded.

The million-strong army has all departed.

Empty.

The Great Primordial Being walked over and explained the situation.

The various armies have already launched a pursuit battle, and Chen Shouhu hopes that Monkey King will not participate in the battle and will go back to recuperate from his injuries.

After listening, Zhou Leng asked, "Has anyone from our last Innate Suicide Squad come out?"

The Grand Innate Martial Artist sighed softly and said, "No, and... it was completely corroded by the deadly poison."

Zhou Leng turned and looked at Tiger Hill Fortress, remaining silent for a long time.

"I'm going back."

"I will escort you."

The dignified Great Primordial Being proactively uses honorifics.

willingly.

"No need, you all go about your business. Even if I'm weak, I still have the strength of the Bone Forging stage."

"We are carrying out Chen's orders."

"As you wish."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, he walked back to the tent where he had lived before. Next to it were the tents of the other members of the Hidden Warriors.

(End of this chapter)