I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 103 --Finishing Blow — Slaying a Legendary-Grade Powerhouse
Everfrost!
It was a colossal city built against the mountains. Its gray stone walls rose more than thirty meters high, their surfaces carved all over with ancient beastfolk war totems.
The top of the walls was packed shoulder to shoulder with beastfolk warriors—wolfkin, bearfolk, minotaurs...
They gripped battle axes and giant hammers, low growls rumbling from their throats.
The entire city had gathered tens of millions of beastfolk within it.
And deep in the heart of the city, an aura that sent chills down the spine lay hidden like a dormant volcano, restrained but ready to erupt.
That was the aura of a legendary-grade powerhouse!
Outside the city, Daniel’s army had formed up in battle lines. War drums rose and fell without pause, and banners snapped violently in the wind.
Everyone was waiting for that signal to charge.
...
Inside the command tent.
Daniel stood before the sand table, with Carodion and Aliris at his side.
He was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze toward Carodion.
The revived peak legendary-grade warrior stood quietly to one side, like a sheathed blade—silent, yet razor-sharp.
"Carodion,"
Daniel finally said, "once the battle begins, your task is to heavily wound the beastfolk legendary-grade expert. Weaken him to the limit, then leave the killing blow to me."
Carodion gave a slight nod, his voice as calm as still water.
"As you command, my lord."
Daniel nodded.
The last time he had faced Harland, he had not possessed the strength to instantly kill a legendary-grade powerhouse. He had only been able to grind him down to death through an endless barrage of skills.
But on a battlefield, he would not have that kind of time or space.
Let Carodion strike first and reduce the enemy to critical condition, then step in and finish him off himself—this was the safest plan.
Daniel drew a deep breath and stepped out of the command tent.
Sixty-five million soldiers had already completed their formation.
The clash of sword and shield, the tapping of staves against the earth, the snorting and pawing of warhorses—all of it wove together into a low, solemn prelude to war.
Under the watch of all, Daniel raised a hand.
"Full army, attack."
...
Beneath Everfrost.
The human army, numbering in the tens of millions, surged forward like a rising tide.
Orders rolled from the rear to the front in wave after wave, like surf crashing against rock.
"Archer regiments—prepare volley fire!"
"Mage regiments—begin chanting!"
The sound of bowstrings being drawn filled the battlefield, like ten thousand great birds beating their wings at once.
The mages raised their staffs high. Elemental power gathered at the tips, warping the air itself from the heat.
"Siege corps—fire!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless advanced trebuchets launched in unison, hurling burning projectiles and massive ballista bolts toward Everfrost like a torrential storm.
The walls, painstakingly built by beastfolk craftsmen, shook violently under the bombardment of steel and flame, smoke and dust billowing everywhere.
Screams rang out from atop the walls. Some beastfolk were sent tumbling down from the battlements, some were pinned through by giant bolts, while others were swallowed by fire.
After just three volleys, that once unshakable beastfolk stronghold was already on the verge of collapse!
The beastfolk had long since transferred most of their war machines to the northern front, leaving the city with almost no meaningful means of retaliation.
All they could do was stand atop the walls and use their flesh and blood to endure the baptism of steel and fire.
"Humans—you truly are insatiably greedy!"
A furious roar erupted from the depths of the city.
A gigantic figure shot into the sky, carrying a pressure great enough to ruin heaven and earth as it plunged toward the human battle lines.
A legendary-grade powerhouse!
Yet the formation of the human legions did not shift in the slightest.
The archers continued firing. The mages continued chanting.
It was as if that approaching shadow of death did not exist at all.
Because they knew someone would stop him.
Daniel unfurled the Eternal Black King and shot into the sky.
At the same moment, Carodion turned into a streak of golden light and slammed head-on into the beastfolk figure.
Boom—!
The power of two legendary-grade experts exploded across the heavens, the shockwave shredding the clouds for miles around.
Carodion’s longsword and the beastfolk powerhouse’s battle axe clashed again and again, each collision bursting with dazzling sparks.
In theory, human warriors were usually weaker than beastfolk when fighting opponents of the same tier.
After all, beastfolk were born for battle.
But Carodion was at the peak of legendary-grade, while the golden-furred beastfolk opponent before him was only mid-tier.
That gulf in strength was enough to crush any racial advantage.
After only a few exchanges, the beastfolk expert was sent flying by Carodion’s sword, blood scattering across the sky.
Daniel did not spare a glance for that legendary-grade duel.
His eyes were fixed on Everfrost. Large numbers of beastfolk elites were pouring out from the city, trying to bypass the terrifying clash of those two legendary-grade powers and destroy his side’s war machines.
Daniel let out a cold laugh.
God Speed!
His figure flickered across the battlefield again and again, and every appearance was accompanied by fifty golden arrows of light.
Those arrows swept through the ranks of beastfolk elites like the scythes of death, carving bloody paths straight through them.
-6,896,767!
-7,956,676!
-7,316,664!
Epic-grade beastfolk warriors were like paper dolls before him. One arrow pierced through them, and their corpses dropped from the sky.
Even the beastfolk commanders at the legendary-grade level did not have time to see where the arrows had come from before they were torn apart by golden light.
In just a few short minutes, dozens of beastfolk powerhouses had all fallen!
On the battlefield, the players stared at the scene with mouths wide enough to fit a fist.
"By the gods... this is Faustus’s strength?"
"This is outrageous! Those epic-grade experts look like they’re made of paper!"
"Six or seven million damage! Who the hell can tank that? Drop that into our camp and whole groups would die instantly!"
"Why do I feel like... Faustus and I aren’t even playing the same game?"
"Why do you think there’s only one player called a god?"
...
After slaughtering all the beastfolk elites, Daniel turned midair and flew toward the region where Carodion and the beastfolk legendary-grade expert were battling.
The aftershocks from the clash of two legendary-grade powers were enough to tear any epic-grade powerhouse to pieces.
Yet Daniel passed through that zone of death without changing expression.
By now, his HP, defense, and regeneration had long surpassed the boundaries of normal understanding.
Not to mention, he still had methods of nullifying fatal damage.
The moment he drew near the beastfolk expert, Daniel raised Stellar Wrath.
[Wind’s Embrace]!
An invisible force of wind surged in from all directions, binding the blood-soaked beastfolk legendary-grade expert in place.
His body froze in midair, like an insect trapped in amber.
The beastfolk expert was both shocked and enraged!
He was already struggling to hold out against Carodion. Now that he had been bound by a human spell, was he not nothing more than meat on the chopping block?
A sharp gleam flashed through Carodion’s eyes.
He raised the longsword in his hand high overhead. A hundred-meter-long golden blade aura condensed along the edge, like divine punishment falling from the heavens.
The sword fell!
The beastfolk expert’s body was cleaved into two halves by a single strike.
But under the protection of Immortal Singularity, the severed flesh and blood rapidly fused back together.
Though he barely preserved his life, only a sliver of health remained.
Daniel lifted a hand.
[Serpent’s Thundercell]!
Boom—!
Dark clouds gathered in an instant. Purple lightning poured down like a storm, transforming into tens of thousands of thunder-serpents that tore madly into the nearly dead beastfolk legendary-grade powerhouse.
-6,846,676!
-7,584,676!
-7,165,554!
The last remnant of Immortal Singularity inside the beastfolk expert had already been completely exhausted by Carodion’s sword strike.
Against such horrifying damage, he did not last even a second before turning to ashes within the lightning.
[Ding! You have killed the beastfolk legendary-grade powerhouse "Bloodaxe Gonon"! EXP +100 billion! Gold coins +1.8 billion!]
[Obtained "Intermediate Divinity Fragment (Legendary-Grade)" ×1!]
[Obtained "Raging Iron Armor (Legendary-Grade)" ×1!]
