Chapter 780 - Boot-Licking (1/2)

Loud, booming rumbles kept echoing as huge, sun-like spheres of light rained down from the sky.

A dozen Flame Arch-Warlocks angrily shouted as they charged towards the Intrepid without even dodging the bombardment of the dozen mana crystal cannons and the three secondary cannons. They only put up magic shields and kept moving forward.

In the cannon hold, Russ disdainfully spat outside as he said, ”A pack of fools!”

A huge sphere of light fell on five Flame Warlocks, and their shields instantly tore open like paper as the light engulfed them. It looked as if they had never been there as spheres of light kept exploding on the battlefield.

Glaring lights kept shining as countless Raging Flame Beastmen were sent flying by the explosions before being torn apart by the shockwaves.

Large holes spanning over several hundred meters were now filling the battlefield, and the rear line of the Raging Flame Beastmen army had thoroughly disappeared in less than thirty seconds.

The battlefield was completely quiet at this moment.

A large number of mages were foolishly looking at that scene and completely forgot about casting.

They were only looking at the huge warship and the countless spheres of light which were followed by loud thunderous explosions as they fell onto the Flame Beastmen army one after another.

From several kilometers away, the huge spheres of light looked like giant creatures from the God Era wreaking havoc on the battlefield. A several-dozen-meter-tall hill disappeared and turned into a depression formed by dozens of holes.

The powerful Raging Flame Beastmen were like dead leaves, sent flying in the sky with every explosion, and torn apart alongside the debris.

That group of Flame Arch-Warlocks wasn't uninjured. Beforehand, several dozen people had been killed by those guys, and they even killed three Archmages.

But now, these powerful Flame Arch-Warlocks didn't even leave bones behind after being engulfed by the light.

The rain of light spheres continued for three minutes and covered the entire area in dust and explosions, making a large amount of debris fly into the sky.

The battlefield became strangely silent once the thunderous sounds stopped echoing in the sky.

Only the sound of debris falling to the ground could be heard, just like the pitter-patter of rain. As for the army of humans, they were foolishly looking at the area covered in dust.

The dust slowly fell, and not a single Raging Flame Beastman could be seen on the horizon... No… It was more accurate to say that not a single moving Raging Flame Beastman could be seen.

Several kilometers of the ground seemed to have been scr.a.p.ed away, losing a few meters of depth. The hill had disappeared, the fortifications had disappeared, and only terrifying holes were left scarring the ground. Hundreds of holes ranging from several dozen to several hundred meters in width were covering the battlefield.

”Gulp…”

All the human mages, swordsmen, and archers were looking at this scene, stunned.

Mages were holding their staves, mouths open, in the same casting posture. A Divine Archer was still pulling the string of his bow, but his arrow fell in front of his feet, yet he didn't react.

'Those were the Raging Flame Beastmen we had been struggling against for the past few months? Those are the ones that gave us a lot of casualties? The Beastmen that kept breaching our defenses? The Fireblade Tribe known as the strongest tribe of the northern Raging Flame Plane?

'You've got to be kidding me! Three minutes… They were all annihilated in three minutes? What a joke, we bitterly struggled for months against these brainless muscleheads, how could it end like this?'

There was a weird silence within the human army, as no one could rouse themselves.

Suddenly, on the northernmost side of the battlefield, a Raging Flame Beastmen slowly crawled up from the ground and looked at the hellish surroundings in fright while shivering.

”Demons, they are Demons, true Demons… Heavens… Ancestors, please save me…”

This Raging Flame Beastman was wearing a full set of armor and was clearly a High Rank Sword Saint. Yet he was already going crazy and his eyes were unfocused as he fled in disarray after being lucky enough to survive.

A few kilometers away, the humans were blankly looking at this crazy Raging Flame Beastman, unable to react. No one thought that they were looking at a fool.

In the Intrepid's cannon hold, the dozen mana crystal cannons fired once again, and a dozen huge light spheres instantly engulfed that guy, creating a large mushroom cloud.

Russ burst out in laughter and patted the shoulder of the Dwarf that shot first.