Chapter 1003 - Worship Warsong (1/2)

The Demon Overlord sneered sinisterly as he pushed back the Wolf Riders squadron. He seemed very disdainful as he walked on the lava and chased the Beastmen.

The ten Lesser Demon Overlords behind the Purple-Eyed Greater Demon Overlord all roared and raised their arms, a large amount of black smoke surging out of their bodies.

In an instant, a meteor dragging a long black trail of smoke fell towards the Wolf Riders, followed by huge dark green fireballs falling down like a Meteor Shower.

A large number of Abyssal Spells fell down and suppressed the Beastmen by coordinating with the Purple-Eyed Greater Demon Overlord’s charge.

A few Beastman Warlocks situated behind the Wolf Riders raised their bone staves, their magic patterns shining one after another on their skin. A large fire cloud appeared in the sky and eight-meter-big flaming meteors dragging long trails fell towards those Purple-Eyed Demons.

Further behind was a Beastman with his arms spread wide open in worship. He was loudly chanting an ancient Beastman warsong and emitting boundless ancient aura. In an instant, all the Beastmen appeared to be berserk, their eyes rapidly turned red, and their momentum also seemed berserk.

After a Valor Warsong, the worshipping Beastman proceeded with the second warsong. His voice had extraordinary piercing power and it felt like a burning flame. The humans couldn’t understand the warsong’s ancient language, but they could feel the flame power in the surroundings converging.

A very faint red flame enveloped all the Beastmen, but not a single one was injured. On the contrary, they had very high resistance to the spells released by the Purple-Eyed Demons, and the lava couldn’t burn their bodies.

A strange expression appeared in Lin Yun’s eyes.

Warsongs were powerful techniques unique to Beastmen. If a Beastman Priest participated in a large-scale battle, the power the Beastmen could display would be a few times higher.

That Beastman Priest chanted the Valor Warsong and the Worship Warsong with very ancient intonations. This kind of warsong was very rare within the current Beastman Tribes. Except for some Tribes with very ancient traditions, the rest of the Beastman Tribes simply couldn’t use these Ancient Warsongs.

The Valor Warsong increased all of the Beastmen’s strengths and made them fearless, allowing them to display even more power. This warsong had spread widely, but the Worship Warsong was only passed down in Tribes with a few ten thousand years of history.

Beastmen affected by the Worship Warsong could ignore flames’ burns and could walk on flames without feeling anything. Even the damage from some strange high grade flames would be greatly reduced.

‘This is only a small squadron of Beastmen, how could they use the Worship Warsong?’

A wisp of doubt flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, because not a single tribe in the Raging Flame Plane had inherited the Worship Warsong.

As Lin Yun was doubtful, the battle between the Beastmen and the Purple-Eyed Demons unfolded. Green poisonfire kept falling as a large abyssal meteor carrying corrosive toxins fell.

Flaming meteors and Aura Slashes made the scene chaotic.

That Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord was fiercely charging forward, relying on his physical body to resist all spells. Those two thirty-meter-long claws flickered with a metallic luster, and easily tore through spells and aura.

It took three minutes for the first Beastman to fall, he failed to dodge and was swept by the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord’s sharp claws. Those nine-meter-long fingernails sliced twice and that Beastman’s weapon, body, and even mount were instantly torn to shreds.

Five Wolf Riders soon followed, torn to shreds in less than five minutes.

The Beastmen retreated again and again, and that Beastman Priest was extremely pale. Two formidable Warsongs consumed almost all his energy, but he chanted once again, to buff all the Beastmen with another warsong, increasing their speed and dexterity.

But this couldn’t prevent the battle from being lost. The ten Purple-Eyed Lesser Demon Overlords kept casting, while the Purple-Eyed Greater Demon Overlord was personally charging. This wasn’t something the Beastmen could withstand.

As the Beastmen kept retreating, the spells of those Purple-Eyed Lesser Demon Overlords started affecting the human side. Black meteors kept falling down and mixed with the large amount of poisonfire to pollute the air, making it highly toxic.

The plants within several kilometers withered as the poisonous gas emitted by the poisonfire spread, their vitality was thoroughly extinguished. Some small animals and insects were unable to flee from the poisonous gas and their corpses rapidly rotted.

“We have to fight. Those Demons definitely won’t let us off after they kill the Beastmen, and who knows if that fight will lure the Undeads over. We have to settle this fight as fast as possible.”

Dedale turned to look at everyone and made the decision to fight.

No one objected.

Everyone was confused by the current situation, they had first encountered a sea of Undeads, before encountering Beastmen that surprisingly didn’t seem to want to fight to death, and now, they were facing a Purple-Eyed Greater Demon Overlord as well as ten Purple-Eyed Lesser Demon Overlords.