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Chapter 388 Blood Mist Wave

"Does the power of hybridity rely solely on this flesh and blood as a form?" A pale robe remained spotless as he walked through the flames of war, his pale yet handsome face revealing disdain. "I thought it would be inspiring, but the result is completely different."

He turned his head to look at the dried corpses scattered all over the ground, raised his hand, and held the bright red blood in his white palm. The liquid, contrary to common sense, flowed like a ribbon, allowing the blood demon to grasp it in his hand and examine it. After a moment, he smiled coldly:

"But it's not completely useless."

The battlefield in the distance was shrouded in crimson blood, and artillery fire illuminated the rain curtain, but he turned slowly and walked towards the silent valley, without a single drop of water staining his hair.

Bloody battlefield, fighting plain.

The bloody source left the mobile city, leaving behind the Victorian vanguard army who were still fighting with the elite bloody monsters in the dark passage of the mobile city. However, how many Victorian soldiers whose minds were infected by violence could survive in the hands of those blood soldiers of the King's Supporters would be known only after the war.

The bloody battle on the surface has ended. The battlefield that was covered with scarlet blood half an hour ago is now empty. No one can breathe. The heavy rain has washed the ground, leaving only a faint red color, like a scar.

"It seems the battlefield is now split in two: inside the city and outside. The city itself is further divided into two sides. On one side are the elite troops, who were dispersed and regained consciousness under the influence of that strange large-scale spell," said the pale-faced pink-haired Liberi, cradling Mostima's staff as he assessed the situation. "Having lost most of their advantages, they're choosing to use the terrain in the ruins to engage those difficult and dangerous blood monsters. It must be said that Victoria is truly a military powerhouse. Even after such a devastating blow, they still have a good chance of winning."

"I'm afraid the other side is not something we can be optimistic about." Ling Dengxian saw a weapon half-stuck in the ruins in front of him. The familiar structure made him take a few steps forward to pull it out, but it turned out to be a city-breaking spear with half broken.

"On the other side... the soldiers are still in chaos. The underground path of the mobile city where the blood-red monsters rushed in... I..."

"If you can't, don't imagine that scene." Ling Dengxian raised white flames, and the flowing flames swept over the broken weapons and finally condensed. Ling Dengxian outlined the spell to "resurrect" the dead weapons again, even if it was only temporarily.

"What are you going to do?" Liberi was seriously injured and she was not spared before he arrived. Her paranoid personality made it impossible for her to wake up on her own for a while.

"That guy wasn't using Originium techniques. If no one stops him, the casualties will be far beyond our expectations...hiss." Ling Dengxian didn't know which part of his body was injured, and half of his body twitched violently, but he quickly adjusted himself.

"You're like this...are you planning on causing trouble for that dangerous guy? This isn't a funny joke."

"Before that, I have to send you back to Mostima." Ling Dengxian didn't argue with her. For her safety, his left arm and shoulder were pierced by several tiny shrapnel in the explosion, which he could not remove in a short time by himself.

"...Listen, I don't care whether you are doing this for some noble reason or not. Some things just won't have an ideal ending. Can you please stop acting on your own? Don't even the people around you matter because of certain things?" The Liberi woman saw that he didn't take her warning seriously, and perhaps because of the residual influence of her previous violence, she couldn't help but get angry.

"First, I don't act based on anyone's opinion. Second, you're not someone close to me. Third..."

"I just can't sit back and watch. Someone I care about is fighting for her hometown. She is so important to me, why shouldn't I give it my all?" In response to his frank remarks, an invisible figure finally nodded in satisfaction.

Liberi was speechless. She had misunderstood his motives and thought he was the same as some bastard.

"...Then go ahead. I'm fine." Mastema's companion reloaded his crossbow, showing no sign of weakness. "I can find Mastema. It's basic skill. And unlike you, I won't try to be brave."

"I always feel like I've been hurt." Ling Dengxian smiled, finally not causing any more trouble. He raised his hand and gathered a stream of light, then handed it to Li Boli: "It's an emergency medical kit. If necessary, tear it open and use it as a shield to resist sudden attacks. Throw it out and add a round of ammunition to use as a flashbang without the shock damage."

"..."

"Of course, its main function is medical treatment, and its sideline functions are not very outstanding." After saying the last sentence, Ling Dengxian pulled his tattered coat, bandaged his arm simply, and then jumped down from the ruins on the commanding heights. In a few flashes, he ran towards the direction of the huge gap created by the disaster in the mobile city, and soon disappeared.

"...A bit self-righteous." Liberi shook his head, not understanding why Mostima was so optimistic about him. "But he looks more like a human being than Andorn."

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The spirit-incarnated Bloody Earthshakers tore apart the wrecked high-speed battleship. The Duke of Fife's vehicle had to be abandoned. After the personnel were evacuated urgently, the high-speed battleship was targeted. The naval guns in the rear concentrated their fire and completely destroyed the battleship that had been occupied by the bloody monsters. However, except for the weak bloody monsters, the huge Bloody Earthshakers emerged from the smoke and dust. Their damaged bodies quickly recovered. They were no longer bound by flesh and blood. They would fight without stopping until the source of their power was exhausted.

"Your Excellency the Duke! The battle line has been lost. The Duke of Caster and the Duke of Normandy have reported that the vanguard troops entering the city have lost contact." Wellington's messenger brought him first-hand intelligence. Their army was easily dealing with the bloody monsters that spread to their front line. After witnessing the price several dukes had to pay for their own foolish decisions, Wellington's non-commissioned officers also felt a little uneasy.

"It doesn't matter. Caister should have fallen into this trap long ago. Two or three warships are not enough to calm her down. Continue to wait and see. All personnel are on combat readiness." Wellington's eyes were never on the tense battle lines of the other dukes. When that figure appeared in the quietest area of ​​the entire battlefield, his eyes never left it.

The "Crimson King" brought a barrier covering the battlefield, which expanded slowly but unshakably. Ordinary soldiers who went deep into the barrier fell into a state of frenzy. Those with strong willpower could still accept orders, but those with poor willpower either died directly in the torrent of bloody monsters or turned into crazy monsters like them.

"It has its limits. It will stop when the blood mist covers the third battleship of Caster, the second battleship of Godottin, the third battleship of the Duke of Cavendish... and the first battleship of Windermere." Wellington keenly sensed something.

The bloody monster seemed to be coming with great force and Victoria was retreating step by step, but the former had no way out. The latter only needed to wait until his arrangements took effect, and the situation of the battle would naturally become clear again.

The final variable of the bloody crisis fell on the "bloody king".

"Your Highness." The appearance of Abbrana made him pause his thoughts and he saluted her.

"Is that a tough opponent?" Abrana also noticed the lonely figure, her death fire burning in front of the Gastriel.

She really couldn't make the corpses of the bloody monsters fight for her spontaneously, but the infected soldiers who had not fallen could stand up again after death. Through the front line, her flames had spread across the entire battlefield on an invisible level. Within the range she could radiate, the vitality in Victoria's soldiers' eyes would dissipate and purple flames would immediately surge out. Now she could finally let go and display her talents again.

"Your Highness, Aburana, it's not a target that needs to be dealt with at risk. It's just a spent force. It's a born loser. War doesn't serve it—it's feeding this war.

"But this war also has precedents that I did not expect. The best response to the necessary fear of the enemy is full preparation." Wellington did not deny his concerns.

"At this point, if the plan goes smoothly, there's no need to hide my and Lavishini's identities anymore. Why not use this battle to do something?" Abrana's gaze rolled over countless thorns, and it was now terribly sharp.

"Your Highness, impetuousness is a taboo. Before each step is fully implemented, we must conceal our true strength." Wellington shook his head. Abrana's impulsiveness finally subsided. She said with some regret, "Your Excellency, it's a shame that this rare opportunity has been wasted. Until now, no one has been willing to put on a grand performance with me."

"The dance of flames is extremely dangerous. They can only be the ministers of the red dragon, not a source of light." Wellington added, "Her Highness Ravshini is still on Victoria's warship."

"...So, it's a pity." Abbrana took one last look at the Bloody King and turned to leave.

That might be an opponent as powerful as her, or even stronger than her, but unfortunately, from the very beginning, the opponent was destined to be just a dead leaf on fire.

The Bloody King seemed to sense something, and his turbid eyes changed slightly, emitting a bright red light. He moved again. Wellington gave the order immediately. The ship's guns roared, and the smoke tore through the rain curtain, immediately destroying the area where the bloody monster was standing.

However, the opponent walked out of the smoke unscathed, covered in rain, and the dangerous fluctuations accompanied by its hideous smile revealed this final madness.

A gaze came from the depths of the blood-red fluorescent stripes. In just a moment, the blood mist condensed by madness almost boiled. With the help of the gradually spreading dangerous blood mist, the blood-colored monsters were delighted to find that they could use the surging blood mist to cross the space, break through the steel defense line, and obtain the large amount of flesh and blood that they were salivating about.

No matter how brilliant a tactician is, he or she could not have predicted this almost cheating turning point in the battle. The blood mist surged in, carrying the murderous intent in the waves. Just as most people were ready for battle, the first blood-colored monster landed on the deck with its claws open!

The high-speed warships could no longer provide shelter for the weak soldiers. Like a real tide, the second round of bloody monsters landed directly on the battleship decks on a large scale. The unexpected situation caused the war situation to take a sharp turn for the worse. Wellington immediately executed the prepared emergency plan.

"Clear the enemy according to the prepared response plan! The rear fleet is adjusting and preparing to withdraw from the inland battlefield!"

The Duke of Windermere himself was commanding on the deck. She was injured by the sudden attack, but with her outstanding strength and the support of the sword guards, their battleship deck quickly adjusted its combat posture from the attack. The first wave of attacking blood-red monsters were all killed, but the blood mist did not stop. Like a group of bloodthirsty scales, an endless stream of blood-red monsters poured out.

The green sword energy resounded throughout the high-speed warship, and the mighty sword light was unstoppable. Windermere stared coldly at her enemies with her sharp eyes. She was really angry and wiped out most of the enemies in just a breath. However, when she had no strength to exert, a cold and stinging sensation swept through her body. She turned around suddenly, and the huge claws of the Bloody Earthshaker had already slammed down in the air!

Scorching steam blasted through the blood-red mist, and a cluster of Originium bombs sent the Bloody Earthshaker reeling. Before the smoke had even cleared, a Steam Knight descended from the sky and slammed into its body! The ethereal enemy was slammed off the high-speed battleship and onto the ground.

Along with the roar of steam came more than one tall steam armor.