The battlefield was now divided into three sections.
To the west and southeast, the human legions of the various noble lords held control. They positioned their sword and shield infantry at the front to form a defensive line, advancing slowly under the cover of long-range support.
In the central area, Xia Jin's swarm acted like a sharp knife, stabbing deep into the heart of the gnoll formation.
Crucially, after maintaining this charge for a kilometer or two, the swarm quickly split into several torrents. They bypassed the enemy's elite units to form a massive encirclement, then used a pincer-like offensive to annihilate the powerful individuals within.
The hydralisks' venom became the greatest aid in exhausting the enemy's champions. Even a Tier 6 powerhouse would be killed in a very short time if they didn't distribute their internal energy across their skin.
Under the influence of these negative debuffs, the gnolls were completely unable to exert their true strength.
Ten minutes into the battle, terrifying blood-red blades erupted from the ground one after another. Like harvesters, they pierced through the gnolls along their path with a series of sickening cracks.
Flesh and blood splattered in the wake of the cutting.
Severed limbs and the battle cries of the attacking gnolls were everywhere.
Adhering to the tradition of crossfire, since the attacks came from different directions, dodging was extremely difficult.
Most importantly, the density of the blood-red blades' attacks was incredibly high, and they slightly adjusted their direction after every wave. For the gnolls caught inside, the difficulty of survival reached hellish levels.
Among them was a chieftain-class gnoll, a powerhouse at Tier 7.
At this very moment, he was suddenly tossed into the air by a sharp blade from the ground.
In a fit of rage, he struck down with a claw, shattering the blade into dust.
However, the scene around him had already turned into a living purgatory.
The sight of his kin dying in such large numbers made his heart bleed.
For the sake of land to live on, their wars with humans had never ceased, but how could they have ever expected a scene like this?
Bang!
He stomped on the ground, and the earth immediately caved in under the terrifying force.
The gnoll chieftain looked around.
There weren't many gnolls left unscathed.
Those scattered about were mostly at least Tier 4.
Hardly anyone below Tier 4 had survived.
He realized he was standing in the area where the attacks were most concentrated.
To the south, the swarm launched a new wave of charges.
Each zergling was far larger than a gnoll.
While the zerglings hadn't technically evolved to their full potential yet, their average height already exceeded two meters.
This height might not seem like much, but compared to humans or gnolls, they had a clear advantage in size and weight.
This meant that even if both sides were of equal strength, the zerglings could rely on their physique to secure victory.
More importantly, zerglings were born killers.
Whether it was their scythes or their teeth, they were literally bred for combat.
The spiked barbs on their backs and the wing-like structures allowed them to jump and turn with extreme flexibility.
This made their movements incredibly agile. During a fight, if you were even slightly slow, they could easily dodge your attack and strike from your defensive blind spot.
Seeing swarms of zerglings approaching, the gnoll chieftain had no choice but to raise his weapon—his sharp claws—and charge.
His solitary, proud figure instantly collided with the nearest zergling.
His claws easily disemboweled the zergling from the side, taking off one of its arms in the process.
"Tier 4?"
He could feel it clearly; they were all Tier 4.
He wasn't afraid because of this, for he possessed the strength of Tier 7.
If not for the overwhelming number of enemies, he truly had the confidence to carve a path through them at will.
"Die!"
With a powerful strike, he tore the zergling in front of him in half.
But before he could celebrate, the creature suddenly swung its "arm," stabbing toward his belly.
"What?"
His eyes widened in shock.
It could still move after being cut in half?
Fortunately, after he dodged the blow, the zergling finally collapsed completely.
That move just now... was merely the last spark of its life before death.
But this filled the gnoll chieftain with a deep sense of unease.
Were all these creatures so unafraid of death?
Faced with a powerhouse, at least most gnolls wouldn't dare to throw their lives away recklessly.
But these monsters acted as if their lives were worthless. Just to land one more hit on him, they didn't seem to care about their own survival at all.
Sometimes, they would clearly be able to dodge an attack, but as long as not dodging offered a greater advantage, these creatures would do so without hesitation.
The Tier 7 powerhouse slaughtered his way through the swarm's charge.
Xia Jin's mouth twitched, watching this scene in utter speechlessness.
Because the opponent was quickly killing his way toward her.
Very soon...
When the chieftain reached the other side of the formation, panting for breath, he realized in a daze that the insects were all behind him now.
The swarm was still charging, but none of the insects turned back to attack him again.
Standing not far ahead, looking down at him, was a white-haired girl with a human appearance.
A gentle breeze blew, making the hem of her skirt flutter.
Countless hideous insects crouched on either side and behind the girl.
She watched the gnoll chieftain quietly, her calm face seemingly carrying a hint of confusion.
An inexplicable feeling of attraction suddenly bloomed in the chieftain's heart.
"So beautiful!" he muttered subconsciously.
Even he felt it was a bit absurd, but at that moment, the gnoll chieftain actually felt his heart skip a beat.
That kind of beauty seemed to transcend some sort of boundary, leaving him momentarily breathless.
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