Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent-Chapter 429 - 308: Hope for a Breakthrough, Full-Scale Mobilization
The next moment.
Above Ten Thousand Stars City, thousands of beams of light burst forth!
And they blasted in the same direction.
Buzz!
After the blinding light, a thick black cloud was suddenly blasted open with a gap.
Ten Thousand Stars City rushed through the gap at high speed.
During the passage through the dark clouds, dense shadow monsters rained down like raindrops.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
The corpses of these monsters fell onto Ten Thousand Stars City. Han Xing didn’t even glance at them, continuing forward.
Whoosh—
In his ears, the howling of the fierce wind.
Above his head, countless shadow monsters.
They surged from all directions, wanting to engulf Ten Thousand Stars City at all costs.
But this group of shadow monsters was destined to fail.
As the second wave of firepower from Ten Thousand Stars City struck out, those charging shadow monsters were once again blasted into shreds.
Han Xing’s gaze was fixed ahead, as Ten Thousand Stars City raced on.
He knew that the Witch Race Border was more than two hundred thousand kilometers away from his current position.
To get there, it would take at least four to five hours!
However, there were still seven hours until the Sun Crown Stele would be completed.
This meant that even if Han Xing reached the border, the Sun Crown Stele would still not be finished.
And Ten Thousand Stars City’s firepower wouldn’t undergo a qualitative change.
The threat to legendary powerhouses would be greatly reduced.
Indeed, waiting for the Holy Artifact Sun Crown Stele to be completed before heading to the border would be the most prudent approach.
However, he was uncertain if Wu Ling’Er could hold on until then.
At this critical juncture.
Not to mention two or three hours.
Even two or three minutes could determine the final outcome of the battle.
At this moment...
In the Witch Race Border region.
The Shadow Legion reappeared on a large scale.
The border defense was already in a precarious state!
However, this wasn’t the most terrifying part.
Now, the most dreadful thing was in the sky, those over a hundred fearsome figures.
A total of one hundred and forty-seven Shadow Legends, including many high-tier Shadow Demon Venerables.
In contrast, on the Witch Race side, all the priests, including Wu Ling’Er, totaled only twenty-three people.
The immense disparity made everyone feel despair.
It appeared to be a ceasefire time for both sides.
The Shadow Legion hadn’t made a move, seemingly brewing something.
The Witch Race side also didn’t dare to act rashly.
At this moment.
The High Priest Xiao, clad in a black robe, frowned deeply.
He glanced around at the faces of the other Witch clan priests.
Seeing everyone’s worried expressions.
It was imaginable how significant the impact of the Saint Master’s death was on them.
Moreover, the vast numerical difference further dampened their fighting spirit.
At this moment, a black-robed Witch clan priest sighed and said, "Saint Master..."
"Why did you suddenly perish? You were our spiritual pillar! Without you, what are we supposed to do?"
Upon saying this, the ageless-looking Witch clan priest’s tone carried a hint of choking up.
Others didn’t know how to respond to this question either.
At this moment, Xiao seemed to realize something.
If things continued this way, this war would inevitably end in failure.
The extinction of the Witch race would occur today!
Xiao seemed to be making a difficult decision. A struggling look appeared in his eyes.
At this time, Wu Ling’Er approached Xiao and asked, "High Priest, have you contacted other races?"
Xiao shook his head slightly, "So far, only the Sky Island Forest has responded. They’ve heard of the Saint Master’s death and have promised to send reinforcements in the form of several legendary powerhouses."
"Also, the Beastman Kingdom has agreed to send reinforcements."
"However, as you know, both places are still a certain distance from our Witch Race Territory."
"The Holy Spirit Realm is too vast. Even for them, it would take at least several hours to arrive."
Upon hearing the news of reinforcements, Wu Ling’Er wasn’t relieved.
Though two major races promised to send a few legends.
In the current war situation, it hardly made a difference.
The Shadow Legion was too strong, and there were simply too many legendary powerhouses.
Wu Ling’Er continued to ask, "And the Elf Race and Dwarf Race?"
"Did these major races respond?"
Compared to the assistance from the smaller races.
Wu Ling’Er understood that the real salvation for the Witch Race lay in these major races.
At this time, Xiao sighed, "Contacts have been made."
"However, you should know the mentality of these major races."
"Like the Shadow Legion, they’ve coveted our Witch Race for a long time."
"When the Saint Master was still around, they didn’t dare stretch their hands too far."
"Now that the Saint Master has fallen, I’m afraid these guys can’t hold back anymore."
"Even if they agree to aid us, the conditions they propose may be unacceptable for us."
Wu Ling’Er gritted her teeth, "But that’s still better than the Witch Race’s extinction today!"
Xiao sighed once more, "Indeed, but the premise is that they are willing to help."
"This time, even the Saint Master died."
"They must have guessed that the Shadow Monarch definitely has means to deal with demigod-level powerhouses."
"Do you think those major race powerhouses would willingly risk their lives to help us?"
Wu Ling’Er’s expression changed dramatically.
What Xiao said was also a fact.
The strength of the Shadow Legion exceeded not only their expectations but also those of the major race powerhouses.
Who would be willing to take the risk of perishing to act for another race?
At this moment.
Xiao slowly said, "The fact that these major races haven’t responded for so long indicates that they are hesitating too."
"Now, we can only rely on ourselves."
Wu Ling’Er suddenly noticed the red secret pattern on Xiao’s body flashing.
She asked in surprise, "High Priest, what are you going to do?"
Xiao did not answer but burst forth with an aura and disappeared from where he stood.
The next moment.
He suddenly appeared before the two armies.
The hundred-plus terrifying Shadow Legends opposite him looked at Xiao’s action in confusion.
They seemed to not know what he intended to do now.
One must know that the current situation was evidently in the Shadow Legion’s favor.
Dragging things out was the best choice.
At this time, Xiao took the initiative to act, could it be he thought he wasn’t dying quickly enough?
However, the black-haired High Priest, with red secret patterns continuously emanating from his body, ignored their stares.
The next moment, Xiao raised both hands high.
With a whoosh!
It was as if flames burst forth from within him.
The red secret patterns seeping from his body suddenly ignited at this moment.
His momentum skyrocketed.
In no time, it rose to the limit of a legendary-level powerhouse!
And was still rising.
The Shadow Legends opposite were thrown into a commotion.
The Witch race’s legends couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, "What’s the High Priest doing?"
"Did he ignite the Witch Patterns on himself?"
"What kind of technique is this?"
Everyone was puzzled.
Being legendary powerhouses of the Witch Race, they were beings of extraordinary talent.
But before this, they had never seen anyone actually ignite their own Witch Patterns.
The Witch Patterns were equivalent to carriers of divine power, almost a part of legendary powerhouses’ bodies.
What’s the difference between this and setting oneself on fire?
At this moment, Xiao seemed to be enduring enormous pain.
But he still gritted his teeth, continuously releasing more secret patterns to burn.
At that moment, a figure with an imposing presence equal to a high-tier legend, wielding a black crystal sword, suddenly stepped forward.
Its pupils, burning with eerie green flames, stared intently at the Witch Race High Priest and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Xiao... what are you doing?"
Upon hearing the questioning, Xiao glanced at it but did not answer.
That high-tier Shadow Legend seemed to feel a trace of urgency within.
Though it didn’t know what the Witch Race High Priest was doing, its instincts as a powerhouse told it to interrupt him immediately!
At this moment, the high-tier legend raised its sword, threatening, "Xiao, stop it right now, or I’ll immediately order an attack!"
Xiao’s lips curled into a smile.
Although, due to the pain, his smile appeared twisted.
"This is a forbidden technique I created myself and I’m not very skilled with it yet."
"If interrupted midway, it would be very troublesome."
"But fortunately, you guys are very cooperative..."
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