Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent-Chapter 434 - 311: Battle of Life and Death, That Man...
The Eleventh Priest of the Witch Race, Wumei, has fallen.
In just a few hours, hundreds of billions of Witch Race civilians have felt this heart-wrenching sensation three times.
In wars of this scale, death is a common occurrence.
Not only are the legendary powerhouses of the Witch Race falling one after another.
Within the Witch Race’s territory, extensive casualties are also occurring in major cities.
Not all major cities have the ancient weapons left by Han Xing and his troops to help.
They cannot withstand the fierce onslaught of the Shadow Legion.
City after city is falling.
Tens of thousands of soldiers are dying.
A large number of Witch Race civilians are being slaughtered...
The remaining forces are all gathered in the major cities, making their last stand.
At this moment, Kathy, listening to the battle reports and calls for help from various places, showed an anxious expression.
"Everyone, you must hold on!"
"Hold on until you reach the border, hold on until the Saintess achieves victory on her side!"
However, what Kathy doesn’t know is that the situation at the border is even less optimistic than within the Witch Race’s territory.
Even legendary powerhouses are dying one after another.
Even if they rush over, it would only be to their deaths.
They must break the current deadlock.
Otherwise, the Witch Race would truly perish today.
...
Ten Thousand Stars City is moving at maximum speed, sprinting all the way.
Finally, they are just over ten thousand kilometers from the border.
From afar.
Han Xing and the others could see the overwhelming black clouds.
And the chaotic weather phenomenon caused by various energy collisions.
Han Xing’s gaze instantly locked onto that place.
He knew that was where Wu Ling’Er’s battlefield was.
Only battles between legendary powerhouses could cause such a spectacle.
The next moment!
Ten Thousand Stars City adjusted its direction, rushing toward the battlefield like a falling meteor...
...
At the same time.
Wu Ling’Er, with tears, accepted all the secret patterns from the Eleventh Priest of the Witch Race, before his death.
These secret patterns are manifestations of the Witch Race’s divine power.
They can also be said to be the energy of these Witch Race powerhouses.
After consecutively receiving the secret patterns of two legendary powerhouses, Wu Ling’Er, whose aura was already dwindling, surprisingly recovered once more.
She began to madly unleash various forbidden techniques again.
However, the Shadow Legion, having suffered losses once, would definitely not allow Wu Ling’Er to resort to the same trick again.
At this moment, the Shadow Demon Venerable holding a spear shouted, "Sword, Fist, go deal with the Witch Race Saintess."
The two names he called are the other two among the three high-tier legends.
Although they were a bit displeased with being ordered by this guy,
these two shadow legends still charged toward Wu Ling’Er.
Boom!
In just one encounter, Wu Ling’Er was blasted to fly backward!
Facing the offensive of two high-tier legends, even in her enraged state, Wu Ling’Er was no match at all.
Wu Ling’Er, after all, is only a middle-tier legend, with a huge gap from high-tier legends.
Under the absolute suppression of strength, going berserk is useless.
If you can’t win, you just can’t win.
Wu Ling’Er was beaten into retreat after retreat.
At this moment, the shadow legend with the spear gave another order.
"Other shadow legends, follow me to kill!"
With that, he led the charge.
Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he charged into the ranks of the Witch Race legends!
Witnessing this, the other shadow legends also charged over.
Now, it was a true life-and-death battle, with no concept of mercy!
Both sides were engaged in fierce, head-on combat!
A young-looking Witch Race powerhouse could be seen gripping the neck of a shadow legend tightly, seemingly wanting to suppress and kill the opponent with power.
At this moment.
A shadow demon venerable suddenly appeared, then pierced the heart of the Witch Race powerhouse with a spear.
Puff!
The sound of flesh being penetrated was heard.
The Witch Race legend’s eyes widened fiercely.
Yet, he still didn’t let go.
Mustering his last bit of strength, he punched out fiercely!
"Ha!"
With a shout.
The head of the shadow legend he had locked in, exploded on the spot!
Puff!
"You’re courting death!"
Seeing this insane act, the Shadow Demon Venerable wanted to deliver a fatal blow immediately.
But at that moment, the Witch Race powerhouse sneered, "You’re not worthy of killing me!"
"Saintess, please hold on!"
With a loud burst!
Just like the two Witch Race legends who died before him, he blew himself up before his death, passing all his witch patterns to Wu Ling’Er.
"Uncle Ye!"
Wu Ling’Er was overwhelmed by grief and rage!
After receiving the secret patterns of this Witch Race powerhouse, her aura skyrocketed once more!
At this moment, Wu Ling’Er withstood the attacks of the two high-tier legends and forcefully broke through the encirclement.
In a flash, she appeared in front of the group of shadow legends.
The next moment.
Her slender palm descended.
Pa!!
In an instant, a shadow legend was smacked to death on the spot, blood splattering everywhere.
Wu Ling’Er’s figure flashed again, appearing in front of another shadow legend.
As Wu Ling’Er’s palm struck down.
This shadow legend met the same fate as its companion.
Puff! Puff Puff Puff!
Wu Ling’Er had gone on a killing spree!
One shadow legend after another was smashed into pulp by her!
Such terrifying means exhibited her title of Storm Ripper to the fullest extent.
However, the attack from that group of shadow legends grew even more ferocious!
The death of their companions hadn’t made them retreat; instead, their war intent soared.
They rushed toward Wu Ling’Er with reckless abandon.
"Great Shadow God, please grant me divine power!"
"For the sake of the Monarch, kill!"
At this moment, the two high-tier legends also caught up, blocking Wu Ling’Er.
