Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent-Chapter 345 - 267: [Spiritual Godslaying Cannon (Blueprint)]
Under the swing of the silver sword, black blood splattered.
This group of wolf cavalry resembled a squad of knights on an expedition.
Draw swords, sheathe swords, movements were neat and uniform.
It looked quite pleasing to the eye.
Compared to the elegance of the wolf cavalry in battle,
the nearby minotaurs were utterly wild and unrestrained!
Their attack method was singular, swinging giant totems like tree trunks to smash!
Smashed down hard!
Shadow monsters were sent flying by the totems, some even crushed on the spot!
Splatter! Splatter!
Crystals shattered, black liquid splashed like the blood of these shadow creatures.
The Shadow Legion began to collapse relentlessly!
Seeing the shocked expressions of the Witch Race soldiers, Han Xing said, "The Shadow Legion poses no real threat to us anymore. Lead your soldiers and go support the other battlefields."
At this moment, the Witch Race officer seemed to finally come to his senses.
He hurriedly replied, "Yes... Yes!"
At this moment, his gaze toward Han Xing was filled with respect, along with a trace of fear!
This human’s means were too powerful, too miraculous.
Just how did he manage to have hundreds of thousands of ferocious wolf cavalry and minotaurs obey his commands?
Despite his curiosity, he knew what was more important right now.
He once again cupped his hands respectfully to Han Xing and the others.
Then he approached the Witch Race soldiers and shouted loudly, "All Witch Race soldiers, heed the order. This battlefield has been taken over by these Human Race warriors!"
"Everyone, now follow me to support the other battlefields!"
"At once!"
The Witch Race soldiers, upon receiving the command, quickly snapped out of their confusion and began to move with their officer.
The grand withdrawal of the Witch Race soldiers commenced.
Leaving only a small part of the force to protect Anmo City.
Millions of civilians were settled in underground shelters, unaware of what was happening above.
Han Xing and the others were also observing the battlefield of the wolf cavalry.
As the wolf cavalry and minotaurs began to unleash their power,
the shadow monsters on the plain started to decrease significantly.
The mist in the vicinity, too, was visibly thinning.
Han Xing mused, "It seems these shadow fangs are indeed born from the mist."
"However, their numbers should be limited, and with the slaughter by the wolf cavalry army, the rate of monster emergence can’t keep up."
Han Xing felt a surge of confidence.
Previously, in their minds, the Shadow Legion was mysterious and powerful.
It even forced the mighty Witch Race to retract and consolidate their power just to defend against the Shadow Legion’s invasion.
However, the victory in this battle brought Han Xing some confidence.
The Shadow Legion wasn’t invincible.
Though Han Xing knew as well.
The shadow legion’s strength they encountered was merely the tip of the iceberg, hardly significant.
But winning the first battle hugely boosted his confidence.
At this moment.
Ahead on the battlefield, a large number of monsters were being cleared out.
At the same time, there were also some casualties among the wolf cavalry and minotaurs.
The number was roughly ten to twenty thousand.
Han Xing didn’t feel distressed.
After all, in such large-scale warfare, casualties were inevitable.
Han Xing invested countless resources and recruited a massive number of wolf cavalry and minotaurs for this very moment.
Moreover, these troops would view dying in battle as a glory.
Thus, they felt no fear over their companions’ deaths; on the contrary, they were even more fired up!
"Wolf cavalry, form up and let these crude minotaurs see what knightly demeanor is!"
"Roar! Minotaurs, let those self-important werewolves know what a true powerhouse is!"
Both units began a silent contest, growing increasingly fierce.
As their attacks became more ferocious, more shadow fangs were slain.
The battlefield gradually became more vacant.
On the ground, many black crystals appeared, seemingly dropped from those monsters.
Initially, Han Xing hadn’t noticed.
But when he saw the growing number of black crystals on the ground, he had some doubts.
"Hmm? What are these crystals?"
Han Xing walked over, picked up a crystal casually, and saw the prompt on it.
[Shadow Crystal]: After the death of shadow monsters of the third transformation and above, there is a chance they drop these crystals, which can be used to craft Shadow Rune Series or exchanged for rewards at the Battle Merit Store upon collecting a certain quantity.
"Shadow Crystal? Shadow Rune Series?" Han Xing was puzzled.
This stuff sounded like a type of material, similar to Rune Crystals.
Only it could be used to make blueprints of a specific series.
And Han Xing had no blueprint of the Shadow Rune Series in hand.
So it was temporarily useless.
However, there was an additional note on the system.
That you could go to the Battle Merit Store to exchange for rewards.
Han Xing was taken aback.
"Battle Merit Store? Wasn’t it already ended?"
"I remember there wasn’t anything requiring a shadow crystal for an exchange up there?"
Han Xing found it strange.
At this moment, a system prompt appeared.
"The Shadow Legion and Witch Race, two great factions, have long been adversaries; you are now involved in the war between these two factions."
"Triggered faction task: Choice."
"Choose to join either the Shadow Legion faction or the Witch Race faction."
Han Xing exclaimed in surprise, "Faction choice?"
Yet, before he could ponder it further, a system prompt appeared.
"Based on the behavior of you and your squad, your faction has been automatically set to: Witch Race."
