Chapter 544: Legendary Wax-Melting Monster

Chapter 544 Legend-Waxmelt Demon

The majestic Yaya vented his feelings freely.

The entire space reverberated with the roar of the fangs, and the dragon-like power made the drow elves in the distance weak in their legs.

Noticing those vicious glances, Yaya flapped his wings and scurried over nimbly with his huge body.

The drow, aware of the danger, fled in panic. They had already noticed Yaya's cold gaze.

Although Yaya's body is large, his movements are extremely flexible.

The outstanding results of the transformation surgery were matched with her development of the power of blood.

This gives most parts of her body a very powerful combat effect!

Large in size, but not bloated.

Light in weight but full of explosive power.

It can be said that chasing down those drow elves is fast and accurate.

More than dozens of drow elves were quickly killed by Yaya, and the remaining ones fled outside in panic.

The already scattered Jackal slaves were in chaos. Angela, who saw the right opportunity, issued the order without hesitation:

"Enter!!"

The neat military formation marched forward again.

They were like a sledgehammer, smashing into the pile of rice grains composed of gnoll slaves.

Thousands of gnoll slaves died on the spot, and the remaining ones, after losing the control of the drow, were once again seized by fear and fled in panic.

Seeing this scene, Xie Teli frowned, stared at Yaya who was rushing over, and shouted to the elf commanders around him:

"Get ready to attack and besiege the Gulf Leadership Army!"

Holding the Holy Emblem in his hand tightly, the gray-black twisted power spread around.

The bloody mark on the ground revealed a terrifying figure after a burst of bloody light erupted.

Sensing the danger, Yaya noticed the ferocious behemoth and flapped his wings to distance himself.

The twisted monster turned into a twisted jet black giant spider in the gradual change of blood-colored light.

The spider's body was covered with steel-thorn-like hairs, and its eight claws exuded a metallic sheen.

The tips of the claws are extremely sharp and can easily penetrate into rocks.

The figure, which is as tall as a three-story building, gives people a terrifying intimidation.

Especially the giant red eyes on its head exude a breathtaking light.

As soon as it appeared, it waved its claws arrogantly and chopped more than 10 Gnoll slaves around it into pieces.

Open your big mouth and eat greedily.

The weird and twisted light is centered on it and spreads to the surroundings.

The affected Gnoll slave's body began to twist and deform, turning into a half-man, half-spider monster.

Matthew, who saw this scene from a distance, said to Yaya in his heart:

"The Waxmelt Demon - a legendary monster, challenge level 22+!"

A very troublesome monster, but it made Yaya even more excited.

Killing the beast-like fire dragon Diego did not make Yaya feel too much pressure. After losing his mind, the threat level was reduced by at least 60%.

The wax-melting demon at the moment is just the right time to test her fighting ability.

Xie Teli, whose heart was bleeding, held up the pitch-black staff and pointed at his teeth, roaring and shouting:

"Kill it and sacrifice it to my lord!"

The Waxmelt Demon transformed into a giant spider, lowering its body slightly, and its huge abdomen continued to bulge, as if it was brewing some kind of terrifying attack.

Yaya didn't wait and crashed down like a cannonball.

With a body made of steel and iron, Yaya is not afraid of any hand-to-hand combat.

The giant black spider that the Wax Melt Demon transformed into was also unexpectedly strong. Not only was its body strong, but it was also very powerful.

She withstood Fang Ya's attacks, and was able to swing her sharp claws from time to time, tearing open scars on her strong scales.

The half-man, half-spider affected by the twisted power, under its control, attacked Fang.

Although it can't cause too much trouble to Yaya, it can still contain her attention.

The battle between the two of them caused quite a stir.

The rubble cracked and smoke flew into the air.

Xie Teli stared at the battlefield, looked at the slightly shining Holy Emblem, and quickly moved towards the center of the army.

She must offer more sacrifices immediately!

Just when the panic of the gnoll slave army was about to spread, thousands of drow troops sprang out from the darkness in the distance.

They quickly controlled the gnoll slaves and stabilized their scattered posture.

Behind them, a powerful slave army of 20,000 to 30,000 people was roaring towards the side of the leading formation in the bay.

The drow seem to be well prepared!

Among the supporting slave army, Ani saw the figures of ogres, minotaurs, and trolls.

Not only do they wear armor and are tall, but they also have a fierce aura that is completely unmatched by the Gnoll slaves.

This is an elite slave army!

At least that's true for a single individual!

"It's going to be bad!"

Just when Aini was a little anxious, Angela calmly issued the order:

"Defend in place!"

"Jifan, stop them!"

The advancing Gulf leadership army immediately stopped.

The reserve troops stepped forward skillfully to replace their comrades whose strength had been depleted just now.

The sound of crossbow arrows sounded quickly, killing the gnoll slaves who had gathered again.

The defensive troops quickly pushed out and rushed out of a space.

Arrows flew from time to time among the gnoll slaves, causing damage to the Gulf Territory soldiers.

The drow elves shot accurately and fiercely, usually aiming for weaknesses and vital points.

Even though they were fully prepared, the Gulf Lords’ soldiers who were counterattacked still suffered casualties.

The Gulf Lords’ revenge was also quite fast, and they covered the direction of the arrows with a barrage of crossbow arrows.

Even though the drow elves were agile, they could not escape the dense crossbow arrows and died miserably.

However, the drow elves showed more resilience than usual, and even with casualties, they still stubbornly launched a counterattack.

The battle fell into a stalemate, and both sides suffered casualties.

The screams of her companions rang in Yondala’s ears.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a halfling soldier with an arrow in his chest.

The long arrow was extremely penetrating, not only breaking his breastplate, but also piercing his entire body.

Before she could make any move, the medical soldiers in the army rushed over quickly.

Pulling out the arrow, feeding blood-activating potions, antidotes, and bandaging the wounds, all in one go.

Looking at his companions being carried to the rear on a stretcher, Yondala gritted his teeth, put aside all distractions, and focused on shooting.

Kill the enemy as quickly as possible, and you will be safe!

Old John, who was commanding the battle, calmly calculated the casualty ratio of both sides.

1:300!

The only ones who could pose a threat to the soldiers in the army were the drow rangers and archers hiding in the gnoll slaves.

There were not many of them, and they dared not attack at will.

Once they appeared, they would only be greeted by death.

There would inevitably be casualties in war, and the Gulf Lord had done his best in treatment.

Just wait for this battle to win, and the nearly 70,000 soldiers of the two armies will quickly mature in the tempering of war.

In fact, if it were not for the large number of recruits recruited this time, the overall team's coordination would have declined.

This method of forming a stupid formation and fighting a hard battle would not have been adopted to temper the war.

The real threat to the Gulf Lord's army was the elite slave army rushing from the side.

Their individual strength is strong, and the veterans can resist them, but the new recruits are no match at all.

Once they rush over and disrupt the formation, it may cause the army to be affected.

There will inevitably be a large number of casualties.

Old John did not worry at all. Looking at the assembled troops, he said expectantly:

"It's a good time for you to show your skills!"

Holding a heavy shield, Ji Fan calmly watched the elite slave warriors rushing over, feeling the enhancement and amplification brought by the magic armor, and shouted coldly:

"Modao team, step out!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Fan and the warriors around him stepped out of the shield team.

These heavily armored warriors walked out of the formation 10 meters in neat steps.

They lined up in two thin rows.

There were only 2,000 of them!

They faced a full 20,000 enemies!

But they did not hesitate at all, but were all excited.

The howling slave warriors, facing the continuous crossbow arrows, killed them hard.

Although their high-raised shields and thick armor could not completely block the damage from the crossbows, they were not like the jackal slaves, who suffered thousands of casualties in one encounter.

More than 200 slave warriors fell.

The rest rushed over frantically, as if ready to vent their suppressed anger in the bay leader formation.

They were getting closer and closer, with bloodthirsty light in their eyes and roaring in their mouths, trying to intimidate their opponents.

Their opponents were silent, like a group of golems!

20 meters!

15 meters!

10 meters!

5 meters!

Ji Fan smelled the stench coming from the opponent, raised the Mo Dao in his hand, and roared:

"Mo Dao team, go!"

Wow!

All the soldiers of the Mo Dao team took a step forward in unison.

The cold Mo Dao chopped at the slave warriors who rushed over, and the latter raised their weapons without showing any weakness, waving them fiercely and chopped them down.

Huh!

Uniform sound of breaking through the air!

Crack!

Blood splattered, bones and flesh flew!

The Mo Dao team did not move at all, and a row of slave warriors fell down, each of them died miserably, with their entire bodies split in half.

A burly ogre warrior,

raised his wooden stick high, just holding it in the air.

His fat upper body had been split and flew out, but his tenacious vitality did not let him die immediately, making him wail constantly.

What made the slave warriors behind him even more terrified was that

Not only the bodies of the slave warriors were split into pieces, but also their weapons and armor.

Several trolls with strong recovery ability struggled frantically on the ground after being split in half by a knife.

The Mo Dao, which was not stained with a trace of blood, frightened the enemy with just one fight!

Smelling the blood in the air, Ji Fan suppressed his excitement and continued to shout in a cold voice:

"Mo Dao team, advance!"

The second row of soldiers took two steps forward.

They stepped over their blood-soaked companions, stepped in front of the slave warriors, and slashed with their swords.

The slave warriors who didn't believe in evil howled and rushed forward.

They were stubborn minotaurs who believed in their own strength and big axes.

Crack!

"Ah...!"

"Run..."

"This... is impossible..."

"... Roar...!"

The axe held high by the Minotaur was split by the sharp blade.

The sharp blade was chopped on their foreheads.

The hard skull was instantly cracked, and the cruelty in the eyes turned into panic, and finally froze.

The body that was split in half was separated to the left and right.

The visually impactful scene instantly took away the minds of other slave warriors.

The strongest ogres and minotaurs could not withstand a single blow, and they rushed up to die.

Before they could react.

The slave warriors in the third row passively welcomed the chopped Mo Dao.

Some panicked slave warriors even forgot to fight back.

Crack!

The slave warriors in the back watched their companions in the front row being split in half, including their armor.

But their attacks did not cause much trouble to the thick armor of the other soldiers.

These burly human warriors, with thick blood on their bodies, stepped on the broken corpses and rushed towards them step by step.

Every time the Mo Dao team took a step forward, a large number of corpses were left behind.

Even though the slave warriors were not afraid of death.

But when they looked at the Mo Dao team stepping forward, they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

They were afraid of dying!

The slave warriors scattered to both sides, and the panic spread rapidly.

But there were still unaware slave warriors who ran into them head-on and were split in half without any surprise.

Seeing this scene from afar, Annie rubbed her eyes gently, looked at the corpses covering the ground behind the Mo Dao team, and said excitedly:

"So strong?"

Matthew did not explain to her, but smiled and continued: "The improvement of strength is one aspect, how to fully exert these strengths is the real test."

Annie looked at the indestructible Mo Dao team and immediately saw their advantages.

Strong defense and terrifying attack power!

In addition to the transformed warriors, the barbarian warriors were also strong and sturdy, and with thick fine steel armor, they were immune to a considerable number of attacks.

The combination of the two showed terrifying melee lethality.

Without considering spellcasting, in Annie's impression, it seemed that no combat unit could match the Mo Dao team.

However, Annie also keenly noticed their shortcomings.

They were relatively bulky and lacked mobility.

The drow elf warriors who saw this scene knew that they could not break through the Mo Dao team head-on, and very simply ordered the slave warriors to attack from both sides of them.

Who knew that this step of theirs had already fallen into Angela's arrangement.

"Golem troops, start!"

A burly Dragoon No. 1 golem stood up behind the soldiers.

They held a two-meter-long steel heavy sword in one hand, glowing with fluorescence and majestic.

A full 20 tall and cool golems, striding in neat steps, killed the slave warriors who came around.

Looking at these red-eyed dragon cavalry No. 1 golems, the slave warriors who had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den showed deep fear in their eyes.

What kind of enemy is this?

"Roar...!"

A shrill roar came from the rolling smoke and dust.

The circling flying fangs, with tiny wounds all over their bodies, only their eyes were full of coldness, and they fell on the stone wall beside them, staring at the monster that appeared in the smoke and dust.

A ball of twisted flesh, more than 10 waving tentacles, and a huge bloody eye.

The true form of the wax melting monster!

It is very ugly!

It is also very scary!

Sort out the outline.

Tomorrow, 8000 will be restored.