Chapter 12: The Great Curse of Thunder and Lightning Slaughter

  "Divine Demon Tutor!"

  Kaplan couldn't believe his ears! What an incredibly distant and unattainable name! This was a name that only a drunkard in a small tavern would dare to utter, this was a name that only three dusty books in the empire dating back hundreds of years dared to mention!

  "Ah! My friend is indeed the Demon God Tutor! The very same Demon God Tutor who, 500 years ago, perished alongside the Demon King Kushefara - God? Ginsfer!"

  "God? Kingsfield!" Kapen was shocked, unable to believe his ears! This man's name, everyone on the continent knew it! No matter what you studied on the continent, every book had these words on its first page:

  "As a human! We must thank 'God Kingsfield', who gave humanity an environment to survive, and a beautiful life. We also need to thank Snow Dance Sword Saint Snowfei, Wind Extreme Sword Saint Fenglu... It was them, who used their blood to resist the Demon Emperor's attack..."

  "Now, you can tell me, on whose back in the Tian Long Empire is there a white mole! This is of great importance, I hope you'll tell me!"

  Every word from Gao Ren was as cold and piercing as ice, but carried a hint of sacred power that made it impossible to resist.

  Kaplan didn't suspect the senior's words at all, but Kaplan vaguely guessed that she was a strong person who had survived 500 years ago! In front of the Holy level, age is nothing, and the Holy level strongman will never die unless he suffers from external forces! The body and age can be forever young and immortal. The only thing that may get old is their heart!

  "He is..."

  A formless light seemed to penetrate his soul, causing him to involuntarily speak out his innermost thoughts.

  Kaplan indeed knew who had a white mole on his back, because when that child was born, he was the one guarding outside!

  "It's really him! I have to find him earlier. Young Sword Saint, I hope you become even stronger!" The senior's body slowly floated up, and she was about to fly away!

  "Who are you, senior?"

  Plucking up his courage, Captain asked loudly.

  "Hiss"

  A streak of flowing light flashed across the sky, and a faint echo came from afar: "Five hundred years ago, humans called me 'Snow Dance Sword Saint'..."

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  "Master, the skill you've acquired is Xiahou's 'Flash Strike'."

  "Oh! My god, kill me!"

  Long Tianyu's true strength was crushed to death on Florina's full chest. The "Flash Strike" skill is so weak that it is a waste of skill for Long Tianyu.

  "Level 1 'Flash Strike', instantly appears within a 5-meter range of the selected character, no magic power required. Cooldown time: 10 minutes!"

  Looking at the skill's explanation, Long Tianyu could only comfort himself: "Fortunately, it doesn't require magic!"

  For skills like this, Long Tianyu could only use them to bully people who were not much stronger than him. However, every skill had its own uses, it's just that Long Tianyu hadn't discovered them yet.

  ………

  The sun rises in the east, and the tall ancient tree is dyed with a piece of bright red gauze. Long Tianyu lies abstractly on the big bed in the tent, fast asleep.

  Murong Xue stood on the city wall with General Jin Ke, directing the deployment of troops, guessing that the beastman army would launch a fierce attack.

  …………

  "The sons of the grasslands have never feared those puny humans, let us crush them into meat paste! My generals!" A giant white cat, wearing a snow-white leopard cloak, raised its hands high, stirring up the beast tribe's warlords.

  "Ahh! Crushed into meat paste!"

  In the red camp, the beast tribe generals dispersed with a loud noise, returning to their own legions to prepare for a fierce attack.

  …………

  "The beastman army has arrived!" The magician's Wind Eye technique could see very far away, and the beastman army was rushing over!

  Twenty thousand human archers stood on the city walls, looking out at a sight that resembled a long black dragon.

  "Bowmen, ready arrows! Load catapults... Roll out the logs!" Murong Xueyi gave a low command, and the human army began to prepare in an orderly manner.

  "General Jin Ke, order the mage team to retreat to the rear!"

  "Yes!" General Jin Ke rushed off quickly.

  At this time, Long Tianyu slowly walked out of the camp, standing behind the main camp, looking at Murong Xueyi who was directing in a disorderly manner 500 meters away. He whispered to the seven sword kings behind him who were specially responsible for his safety:

  "Wait until the battle begins, you few give me the right to take responsibility for Murong Xueyi's safety. I am in the main camp, here with Qinghe Sword Sect and Lüdian Sword Sect's protection, absolutely no problem!"

  "Your Highness, we..." The seven men hesitated at Long Tianyu's words. They were the guards specifically responsible for the Ninth Prince's safety.

  "What the hell! My wife has something going on and you guys are still asking me questions! Don't let me go over there!"

  Long Tianyu was determined to make Murong Xueyi pay for what she had done, and he would not let her off until he had punished her properly in bed.

  Several swordsmen did not expect that the ten-year-old prince would suddenly get angry. The temper of a ten-year-old child is not small, and even dirty words came out!

  The Sword Kings were originally ordered by Long Yan Bao to follow the prince's orders. These seven sword kings are all at the peak of the 9th stage, and when the seven people come together, they can use the 'Seven Star North Dragon Formation'. Even Dong Jian Zong would immediately die if he was slightly careless!

  Seven people lurked around Murong Xueyi like assassins, moving stealthily and quietly.

  The Minotaur tribe did not change any strategy, still using the Minotaurs as vanguard, strong Minotaurs can withstand a large amount of arrow rain, making it convenient for wolf cavalry to shorten the charging distance!

  "Bows at the ready! Fire!"

  "Whoosh...whoosh..."

  The sky and earth seemed to darken at this moment, a vast and massive rain of arrows covered the entire sky! The number reached tens of thousands each time!

  "Hmm..."

  One by one, the Minotaurs fell to the ground. Although human archers were not as accurate or powerful as elves, the difference in numbers was too great! On average, it took twenty or so feathered arrows for a single Minotaur to fall.

  "Hurry! Inform the magician team! Use large-scale killing magic to attack the most densely populated area of the beastmen!"

  Murong Xueyi faced such a grand scene without any timidity, calmly and steadily commanding the overall situation.

  A large number of giant fireballs and whirlwind blades, ice cones were thrown at the densely packed beastmen. The magic of dozens of people was combined into a team, with extremely terrifying killing power. A single giant fireball could set tens or even hundreds of beastmen on fire!

  "Wooo..."

  A strange sound echoed, and a white halo appeared on the head of the beastman's vanguard!

  "Golden General! What's going on?" Murong Xueyi asked strangely as she saw the magic bullet lose its effect in an instant.

  Jin Ke General stared at the light ring in shock and exclaimed, "This is a rare multi-beast from the Beastman tribe! They can cast a plane magic that absorbs light rings. Any magic below 7th rank that touches this plane will be absorbed!"

  Indeed, as General Jin Ke said, the halo on top of the Beastman's head absorbed the magic cast by the magician!

  "Bad, fast! Prepare the Thunderstone and Rolling Log!"

  Rumble... rumble... rumble...

  As soon as a large number of barbarians climbed up the city wall, the soldiers threw down thunderstones and rolling logs.

  The beastman army suffered heavy losses, with the vanguard of three thousand all dying in the charge, but they used their bodies to let more beastmen rush past.

  In the red big tent behind the beastman tribe, a beastman with two fangs, white lion head and two cat ears is dancing something. He is the great shaman of the beastman tribe!

  The sky above the battlefield suddenly turned red! Looking at the red cloud in the sky, humans had no idea what it was. Confronting a large number of beastmen, on top of the city walls, some beastmen had already rushed up and were cut down by the swordsmen captain with one slash.

  Long Tianyu was in his camp, surrounded by a large number of troops. Looking at the red cloud, he felt that the crisis was about to arrive.

  "Qinghe Sword Sect! I order you to hurry to Murong Xueyi's place, I have a bad premonition!"

  Qinghe Jianzong had been cultivating Dou Qi and sword skills since he was young, although not brilliant, but not stupid either! Such a scene also made him feel a little uneasy. Just as Qinghe Jianzong hastily left, the Elf Queen flew over!

  "Your Highness! Order the human army to disperse quickly! That red cloud is the Beastman Shaman's great curse, Thunderous Slaughter!"

  "What did you say? Terrible! I have no banner and cannot control the great army!"

  Long Tianyu scratched his ear and cheek, he was an empty commander, with only the seven great sword kings and three sword sects who specialized in protecting him at his beck and call!

  Turning around to face the last sword sect beside him, he hastily said: "Lu Dian Sword Sect, trouble..."

  "It's too late!"

  Under the voice of the Elf Queen, Long Tianyu saw that the red clouds in the sky suddenly deepened! In an instant, countless red lightning bolts streaked out from the clouds!

  Every lightning bolt striking above the city walls is equivalent to a missile explosion!

  "Boom! Boom......"

  On the city walls, a human army of 30,000 let out a mournful cry! Each lightning strike destroyed dozens of humans, and the army was unable to control itself, fleeing in disarray!

  The generals under the city wall had received Murong Xueyi's order before the battle, "If a special situation arises, order the main force to retreat four miles! Then use the Jiuzhuan Feilong Formation to temporarily build up and delay the rushing beastmen."

  Seeing this scene, General Pi led the cavalry and gun-halberd troops to quickly retreat and reduce casualties.

  "Murong Xueyi!"

  Jin Ke General was hit by a flying stone and fell ten meters away, with blood flowing from his head. This injury was nothing, but he saw a huge lightning bolt striking down on the top of Murong Xue's head!

  Murong Xue saw it too, her face pale, and in an instant she felt that death was so close!

  "Hahaha"

  Seven figures leaped out from the stone wall on one side! Also drew out giant swords! Aimed at the red lightning and roared with anger,

  "Explode!"

  These seven people were the seven Sword Kings who Long Tianyu had called upon in advance to protect Murong Xueyi!