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In such a crucial battle, the opponent's spells must be top-tier, capable of controlling the overlord-level powerhouse for an extended period.

The old beast king was able to break through the control of magic in a short time because he was strong enough that even the strongest people of the three continents could not control him. So far, Ye Mingqiu has not encountered any overlords of the three continents.

Presumably, the other party is not being merciful, but rather is using all their overlords to restrict the old beast king.

Old Beast King. Old Beast King. Old Beast King.

Not targeting me?

Are you looking down on me?!

"You bastards!!"

Ye Mingqiu roared thunderously, took a step back, and assumed a throwing stance, the spearhead glowing with crimson light.

He seized the opportunity, mustered his muscles, and hurled the blood spear at the chimera that was diving down and spraying venom.

"call out!!"

The blood spear tore through the air, unleashing a sharp sonic boom as it flew beyond the speed of sound, transforming into a streak of crimson lightning that pierced through the shadows and soared into the sky.

"Roar!!"

The chimera roared furiously as its body was pierced through. As a level 4 [King-level] peak war behemoth, it was completely unable to withstand the violent penetration of the blood spear. It could even feel the blood spear frantically devouring its flesh and blood, tearing apart its organs, and shattering its heart.

A large amount of blood gushed out, turning into a spray of blood in mid-air. The chimera fell helplessly, its eyes gradually losing their luster.

The Blood Spear once again streaked across the night sky, leaving a crimson afterimage, and flew back into Ye Mingqiu's hand.

"Roar!!"

The frost dragon swooped down again, spewing terrifying icy breath as it launched a horrific attack on Ye Mingqiu, who was ten meters tall.

Ye Mingqiu showed no fear. He stared wide-eyed at the frost dragon charging towards him, his warrior blood boiling. He lowered his body slightly, assuming a charging stance, and activated his skill at the same time.

[A furious pursuit]

The frost dragon, carrying an unparalleled frost storm, rushed towards the earth. The endless icy aura instantly froze Ye Mingqiu's body, but it could not control him, constantly issuing one [Abnormal Status Resistance Through Immunity] judgment after another.

Compared to the Ancient Gods, the Frost Wyrm's control abilities are far too weak!

"Roar!!"

A roar came from the frost. The frost dragon, which was pouncing, felt tremendous resistance. Its incredibly thick giant hand actually resisted the impact of the frost, grabbed its neck, and slammed it hard to the ground. The sound of the earth collapsing was deafening, and the earth cracked with a fine web of fissures.

The ancient dragon roared as it fought back fiercely. As a level 5 [King-level] war creature, it possessed incredibly powerful vitality, and its constantly beating dark heart provided it with inexhaustible strength.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant's giant fists relentlessly pounded against its body, causing the Frost Dragon immense pain, as if its skeleton were about to shatter at any moment.

The frost dragon struggled to take off, flapping its wings and soaring back into the sky, while Ye Mingqiu, who had transformed into a tyrant, finally revealed an excited smile.

Since the start of the war, he has never used [War Roar] or [Killing Intent Wave]. These two crowd control abilities are very strong, but if the distance is too far, the control effect will be greatly reduced.

If sufficient results are not achieved, the enemy will become wary and continue to maintain a safe distance, thus making it easier to kill the orcs.

And now, his opportunity has arrived!

Once the Frost Dragon lifts him into the air, he can unleash even more powerful War Roar and Killing Intent Waves, dealing a more devastating blow to the enemy. With a bit of luck, he might even be able to end the attack directly.

Fly! Fly!

Fly high, fly high!

Ye Mingqiu roared inwardly. The Frost Dragon, a level 5 [King-level] war behemoth, did not disappoint him. Although it was extremely difficult to take off carrying a terrifying ten-meter-tall giant, it was still a top-tier war behemoth. If it wanted to fly, it could.

The frost dragon rose shakily, while the Bloodthirsty Tyrant behind it attacked relentlessly, roaring, "Stop! Stop right now! You vile skeleton!!"

"Roar!!"

The frost dragon roared as it ascended to the heavens. The more the enemy tried to stop it, the more determined it became to do it, and to make the enemy suffer excruciating pain.

Don't you like to stand in front of other orcs? I'll take you flying into the sky, and let's see if you'll still protect those orcs who use javelins like this!

Without ranged attacks! Your orcish hordes are finished! Roar!!

Soon, the Frost Dragon flew higher and higher, but it did not approach any of its own aerial targets. As a top-tier war beast, it certainly knew how to control the situation.

As long as we can win this battle.

Even if it means sacrifice.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the Bloodthirsty Tyrant on the dragon's back revealed an incomparably cruel and terrifying smile.

Now! This is the perfect angle!

Chapter 122, 119 words: The true Bloodthirsty Tyrant!

Buho!

The ghostly flames flickered in the Frost Dragon's eyes, and an extremely ominous feeling instantly arose. A chilling coldness shot from its tailbone straight to the top of its head, and even this frost undead felt the biting cold from the Bloodthirsty Tyrant's cruel smile.

It wanted to fall quickly, but it was too late at that moment.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant suddenly inhaled and roared earth-shatteringly from the back of the Frost Dragon. The terrifying sound waves even caused the space itself to tremble and distort.

Not only that, but along with the sound, there was also an incredibly terrifying blood-red killing intent. That killing intent, mixed with the power of the sound and the storm, spread out, as if the crimson ring was rapidly expanding, determined to devour all the enemies around it.

[War Roar] + [Killing Intent Wave]

Almost instantly, the humans on the metal speedboat rolled their eyes back and collapsed in droves. The mages maintaining the magical barrier also fell to the ground, and the barrier, having lost its power supply, turned into magical fragments and disappeared into the world.

The griffin riders and their griffins were simultaneously subjected to a double mental shock. The double shock, which erupted in an instant, could produce a far more terrifying effect than a single shock, greatly increasing the duration of the control effect.

Ye Mingqiu hadn't used it this way before because it wasn't necessary; he needed to control more enemies, not increase the intensity of his control.

Now is the time to increase the intensity!

Let the battle begin!

This is the kind of war I want!

Countless griffon riders crashed to the ground, and the crazed orc warriors swarmed forward like sharks smelling blood, hacking and slashing relentlessly, turning the fallen griffon riders into pieces without stopping. The frenzied battle and the release of their rage gave them unparalleled excitement.

The unique feeling of battle surged forth, and many orcs even took advantage of this feeling to directly advance and break through, becoming stronger [Chief-level] orc warriors.

Besides the mechanically powered speedboats, countless flying enemies were falling to the ground.

They crashed to the ground, splattering blood, crashing through the buildings, shattering bones, breaking bodies. Even top-tier war beasts like the Frost Dragon and the Chimera fell with them, creating a series of deafening roars.

As a war-loving race, the orcs fearlessly charged forward, wielding their weapons to cut down war creatures dozens of times stronger than themselves, leaving wounds on the chimeras and cracks in the bones of the frost dragons.

"what!!"

An elite-level orc warrior stood on the back of a frost dragon. The frost aura naturally emanating from the dragon had already chilled his body to the bone, and he even had several frostbite wounds on his body.

But he was fearless, exhaling white mist and waving his arms covered in white frost, relentlessly attacking the frost dragon.

He roared, shouted, and screamed; his blood boiled in the war, and his body died from frostbite. He did not advance or improve; he simply died completely in battle. But this death did not make him feel sad.

On the contrary, he died with excitement and joy; dying in the midst of battle was his glory, the highest honor for a soldier.

His body fell to the ground, his frozen, stiff body shattering, the fragments of which grinned from the beast's mouth.

More and more orcs charged forward, roaring madly as they attacked enemies far stronger than themselves, showing no fear even if they were frostbitten and killed.

"boom!!"

Bloodthirsty Tyrant smashed the Frost Dragon's head with a single punch, ending its life. Then, he raised his hand and cast the buff spell "Berserk" on all the orcs in a wide area.

The main reason we didn't use it just now was that the orc warriors couldn't hit the enemy. Berserk would lower their sanity, and without sanity, they still couldn't hit the enemy, which would greatly increase the orc warriors' casualties. So we couldn't use Berserk just now.

Now is the time!

Countless orcs rioted wildly, having transformed into them, like a pack of raging beasts, charging at their surrounding enemies with desperate attacks and slashes.

After unleashing his Berserk mode, Ye Mingqiu stood rooted to the spot, one hand supporting his head. Countless scenes of battle and carnage flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, and countless memories of carnage burst forth in an instant.

He didn't even know why this was happening to him. He only felt a headache, and his killing intent erupted uncontrollably. A materialized crimson power surrounded his body, burning like flames and exploding like thunder.

At this moment, his killing intent reached its peak!

"Roar!!"

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant let out a terrifying roar like an ancient behemoth, instantly engulfing all the noise on the battlefield. He roared furiously, and countless memories of killing constructed one killing scene after another in a short period of time, enveloping his consciousness.

His eyes were bloodshot, his black hair danced wildly in the blood-red ripples of energy, and his murderous intent, which was so violent that it reached an extreme level, caused his aura to rise to a completely different level in a short period of time.

awareness

Almost disappearing

Suddenly, Ye Mingqiu caught a different image in the kaleidoscope of countless images. He could no longer see who it was, but he knew that the other person was patting his back, his lips were moving slightly, and he was making a sound.

'To harness power, not to let power dominate you.'

How do I usually control power?

Is it based on reason?

No. My driving style

It relies on instinct and fighting intuition!

In an instant, Ye Mingqiu understood!

He gave up thinking!

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant's gaze returned to its purest form, its fighting spirit and killing intent becoming even more intense. Its rampaging killing intent burst forth unrestrained, yet it could not break free from the constraints of its fighting instincts. This killing intent might influence willpower, but it could not influence the instinct for battle.

[Hint: Your killing intent has advanced, granting you a new exclusive ability (to be named)]

The rampaging killing intent subsided, and the Bloodthirsty Tyrant unleashed his slaughter. His body moved at lightning speed in an instant, arriving in front of a massive frost dragon. He raised his long blood spear, and a portion of the killing power surrounding his body merged into the spear.

[Hint: Your use of "Psionic Enchantment" powered by your killing intent grants you special effects.]

"boom!!"

The blood spear smashed the frost dragon that had just awakened and raised its head, sending shards of bone flying everywhere, even hitting several innocent orc warriors.

But Ye Mingqiu, who had given up thinking, obviously didn't care about such things. He simply walked and came to another chimera that was flapping its wings and getting up. He swung his blood spear and cut off the chimera's wings, pierced its heart with the spear, and casually threw its corpse aside.

Immediately afterwards, more and more enemies regained their senses and stood up to fight again, but by this time, most of the enemies had already been killed by the orc warriors, and the number of enemies was no longer large.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant continued to rely on his fighting instincts, rapidly eliminating one enemy after another. His attacks were incredibly efficient; if an enemy could be defeated in one strike, he would never need a second attack.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately! The target is beyond intelligence assessment! Execute Plan B!"

A sharp, panicked voice rang out in the night sky through a magical amplification device.

Immediately afterwards, the speedboat's magical engine emitted a piercing hum and began to clumsily turn and climb.

The remaining griffin riders and chimeras, like a flock of startled birds, dared not linger and soared into the sky at top speed. The frost dragon in the sky let out a reluctant roar, stopped spewing its breath, and flapped its wings to fly away.

'Don't even think about escaping!'

Ye Mingqiu's molten gold eyes locked onto a slightly slower-turning speedboat, his blood-red energy-covered arm gripping the blood spear, once again preparing to throw it.

Without much thought or choice, he instinctively chose the most important thing to do. The Bloodthirsty Tyrant's muscles erupted with immense power, instantly hurling the Blood Spear once more.

"Whoosh!!"

The blood spear transformed into a crimson shadow, piercing through two speedboats in an instant and triggering a terrifying explosion, like two fireworks igniting in the night sky.

'Target has left the attack range.'

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant retracted its blood spear, its blood-red eyes scanning the surroundings, searching for any targets it needed to kill, but ultimately failed to find any.

The battle is over, and combat instincts are off.

Ye Mingqiu regained his rationality. The influence of his killing intent also made him feel a tearing pain in his brain, but it was much better than before. He could use Bing Chan to calm his mind and cultivate properly in the evening.

When reason cannot overcome the will to kill, use instinct to control it.

'I must find a way to strengthen my will!'

Ye Mingqiu thought to himself.

Relying on instinct to suppress the urge to kill is only a temporary solution to a lack of willpower; he won't remain in this state indefinitely.

In fact, Ye Mingqiu's willpower is not low.

Moreover, his willpower was actually exceptionally high. The fact that he could continuously rampage through several worlds before becoming uncontrollable is something completely unimaginable for a normal person.

If a normal person were to experience the same destruction of Chaoge as him, killing tens of thousands of people in a short period of time, their killing intent would likely accumulate to the point that it significantly impacts their mental state, severely affecting their daily life and rational thinking, making them unable to control themselves normally.