Fong Xhao's attack met with Miles's armor, which absorbed the blow.
Miles's armor was a bane to his windb blades.
This infuriated Fong Shiao, who felt utterly disregarded.
Yet, as a long-range attacker lacking close combat abilities, he could not engage Miles in a melee like the others.
The 18-year-old, brimming with youthful fervor, summoned a highly mana-consuming spell he deemed his ultimate move.
All the wind elements in the vicinity began to converge and compress, ultimately coalescing into a spinning wind blade slightly larger than his palm.
Lyn Jan Fong Shao strained to lift the wind blade, alerting Lyn Jan before casting it.
His throw relied not on brute force, but on the glide of wind elements in the air, significantly enhancing its speed compared to a typical windblade attack.
Hence the warning to Lyn Jan.
Understanding immediately, Lyn Jun ignited the moment the wind blade left Fong Xhiao's hand, transforming it into a blazing windb blade that hurdled toward Miles.
Bayou, having just evaded Miles's attack through teleportation, heard Fong Xhao's shout and looked up.
The wind blade whirled rapidly, and as Miles turned, he saw the impending assault with a look of disdain, convinced the windb blade would have no effect on his armor.
Suddenly, Miles's eyes widened in shock, for the fiery wind blade had turned black just as it approached him.
Boom! This attack was unprecedented in its impact, sending Miles crashing to the ground.
The crowd turned to gaze at Bayou, who held one hand aloft.
They were all acutely aware of the black flames that had ignited upon her weapon when she defiantly faced Miles attack.
Thus, they were unequivocally convinced that this was indeed Bayu's formidable strike.
In the distance, Lia and Lu Yao exchanged smiles, affirming that their decision to enlist by Yu's assistance was indeed prudent.
Under Lu Yao's healing, L Jia's wounds had ceased to bleed, and he was gradually recovering.
However, Lu Yao's life magic lacked the instantaneous regenerative properties of werewolves and vampires.
It required time to restore.
Such an effect could only be achieved when Lu Yao cast the spell upon herself.
Chapter 137.
The elucory realm Lou may please go and assist them.
I shall manage here on my own.
Cold Jia sighed.
All right then, Cold brother.
Do take care of yourself, she replied.
Cold Jia was on the verge of despair, enduring the pain of his wounds as he sat laboriously on the ground, gazing into the distant battlefield.
As a king level warrior, Meyers commanded an army wherein nearly every thousand soldiers had a captain of the commanding rank.
specifically the thousandman leader with a cavalry force of 50,000.
There were an impressive 50 commanding captains while the combined forces of the six great lords barely number 20.
Among them, Yilong possessed the most commanding troops.
As the five members of the elemental alliance had left several commanding beings to guard their homes.
Even elemental beings are not immortal.
They merely possess a high threshold for endurance.
Take the flame spirit for instance.
With each death, the fire elements within it diminish, leading to slower condensation and consequently a decrease in strength.
Ultimately, when the fire elements become insufficient for further condensation, the spirit core releases energy, but it also becomes exposed.
Destroying the core will result in the flame spirits permanent demise.
The same principle applies to other elemental beings, though alternative methods exist, such as elemental counteraction.
The snow woman can dissolve in a snow to evade attacks and reconstitute herself.
But should the snow be evaporated in an instant, she too would perish.
The tree spirits fear fire, while flame spirits are vulnerable to water.
Only the earth monsters under the command of Shir Yao continuously draw elemental power from soil, making them the most formidable troops within the elemental alliance.
At present, the human cavalry numbering 50,000 outnumbered the six great lords forces by five-fold.
Were it not for the unique characteristics of their troops, they might have already been decimated.
Nonetheless, casualties continued to mount.
The captains of these cavalry units dawned heavy commanding armor, easily withstanding most ordinary elemental damage.
Furthermore, the Gata Empire, backed by the Mage Association, ensured that their commanders practiced magic.
Basic elemental spells such as fire, water, and earth were at their disposal, providing these magical commanders with the simplest and most effective means to slay elemental beings.
As for the ordinary soldiers, they relied on their numerical superiority to continually slay and revive their adversaries, ultimately revealing their cores for destruction.
A method both clumsy and laborious.
All troops on the battlefield fought with fervor.
Even when surrounded by the human cavalry, they charged fearlessly towards their foes.
The vampires, who held a strategic advantage, were no exception.
Some captains wielded weapons laced with anti-vampire silver, which inflicted direct and debilitating damage, hindering their regenerative capabilities.
At this moment, in the northern expanse of the frigid snowy mountains, the white tigers of the ice plains had just settled into their new location when they observed a multitude of undead flying across the sky.
A sense of foroding enveloped them.
Among the undead were several commanding level entities.
This particular ice plains white tiger spotted nearly 10 commanding undead merely passing over their lair.
This instilled a deep sense of crisis within it, prompting an immediate report to the clan.
It seemed that the demise of the frost giant dragon in the frigid snowy mountains did not render this place as safe as they had imagined.
On the other side, as the smoke dissipated, Miles rose up, his face smeared with dirt.
Although the damage had been mitigated by his armor, he was still a mere mortal, and the impact transmitted through the armor was far from pleasant.
At this moment, his armor was marred with countless scratches adorned with streaks of black, and his silver sword had finally developed a small crack from blocking the previous assault.
The last time he had been in such a dire state was during his previous encounter.
To his astonishment, he had been schooled by several leaders.
Now, Miles had gained a fundamental understanding of their respective abilities and would not fall prey again.
Your diverse powers are indeed remarkable.
Even if you were to triumph over me, could you possibly overcome the entire empire? Miles gazed at the crowd, seemingly issuing a threat.
The lords were constrained by their castles.
The discovery of their strongholds would equate to exposing themselves to the glaring light of day.
Yelong had already resolved to seek allies and relocate after this encounter, as his castle was known to all present.
A perilous situation indeed, even if they managed to collectively repel Miles this time, what would happen next? What if two royal figures descended upon them simultaneously? I offer you a chance.
Your strength has earned my acknowledgement.
Should you pledge allegiance to the empire, all previous grievances shall be forgotten, Miles reiterated, attempting to sew discord among them, fully aware that these foreign leaders could never unite as one.
Are you uninterested? Merely scratch her ear, adopting a nonchalant demeanor, considering herself an outsider, observing the others in a state of bewilderment, seemingly deep in thought by you felt exasperated.
Hey, I say, you don't genuinely believe his words hold any weight, do you? If his words were effective, what need would there be for an emperor? A melodious and crisp female voice snapped them back to reality.
Bayou took the initiative, launching an attack against Miles.
She was unconcerned about whether they surrendered as her own life was at stake.
Upon witnessing Bayou's offensive move, the others had no choice but to follow suit, and Miles glared coldly at Bayou, blaming her for the turn of events.
Bayou's left foot struck the ground, transforming the surroundings into a blazing inferno that engulfed everyone, only to be thwarted by Miles gravitational field just before reaching him.
Lyn Jan was momentarily stunned.
He had no idea that this undead lord wielded fire.
Was this a domain? A mere pseudo domain? Miles swiftly intensified his own field, increasing the gravitational pressure on everyone, causing the inferno to flicker perilously close to extinction.
Lynhun summoned flames that surged from his body into the ground, bolstering the firestorm and barely preventing its extinguishment.
This environment was an optimal battleground for him.
However, while Lyn Jan thrived, Lu Yao found herself rendered utterly helpless.
Lynn Jehan transformed into a torrent of fire, charging toward Miles as several black fire pillars erupted from the inferno.
Miles, filled with trepidation, swiftly evaded.
The field reverted to its previous state, and the firestorm expanded once more.
Lyn Jan<unk>s entire arm became enveloped in the stones of Shir Yao.
instantly morphing into seething magma, forming a colossal fist aimed directly at Miles.
Miles summoned the power of his domain for defense when suddenly he noticed flames surging beside him.
Bayou appeared at his flank, wielding a sythe engulfed in black fire, striking toward him.
The chimes of the bells on the scythe held no sway over the king level miles.
He quickly regained his composure, diverting his focus to fend off Lin Jan<unk>s assault with his domain power.
He met Bayou's scythe with his sword.
This was the only attack Miles dared not rely on his armor to withstand.