While Fei was dashing toward Castellan Estate, Torres and the soldiers of Chambord had brought the team of Alanian survivors of more than 100 people toward this place. They had destroyed many Anjian soldiers along the way, and they were currently facing off the major group of Anjian soldiers who looked like a black flood.

  The two giant Xuan’ge that were hiding in the sky, [Black Pearl] and [Cyclops], stayed out of this, but those ten elite soldiers of Chambord already constructed a simple teleportation array. After they matched up the magic frequencies and connected with the teleportation arrays on the Xuan’ge, more and more elite soldiers of Chambord walked out of the dreamy magic flames that were flashing on the arrays on the ground one after another.

  As soon as Fei appeared, the battle began.

  A total of 600 elite soldiers of Chambord in white armor came down, and they charged at tens of thousands of Anjian soldiers; the scene looked tragic.

  Looking down from the sky, it seemed like a streak of white river water was trying to penetrate a black sea; it appeared to be a suicide attempt since it wasn’t a battle of equal strength. Everything looked pitiful and sad.

  It was clear that the elite soldiers of Anji felt this way as well.

  Although they were stunned by the strength that Torres, a Moon-Class Elite, showcased, these soldiers had been through many battles and were mostly veterans. They didn’t lack the courage, and they blew the bugles and charged forward.

  Dark clouds enveloped the sky. As lightning bolts flashed across the clouds, and a series of commands were issued. Tens of thousands of Anjian soldiers created compact formations, and their black armor and shields connected, moving together like a mobile metal great wall.

  As they moved forward, they created a series of metal-grinding noises, sounding like mountains were collapsing; it was suffocating and made others feel desperate.

  “Kill! Kill! Kill!”


  The tens of thousands of Anjian soldiers shouted together, and it was terrifying. The vast soundwaves rushed out like a flood. If Torres didn’t release his aura and block the pressure, the Alanian survivors who were behind him would have fainted.

  After shouting ‘kill’, loud buzzing noises resonated in the sky.

  As if a lightning bolt dashed across the sky, a bright light flashed by in the low-sky, and people suddenly realized that the Anjian soldiers threw out more than 1,000 black spears. The pointy tips of the spears reflected chilly light, and they instantly shot above the heads of the 600 white-armored soldiers of Chambord like a big flock of birds. Then, they dashed down toward the soldiers of Chambord, drawing a trajectory that looked like the wicked smile of the Grim Reaper.

  This type of spear throwing was lethal on the battleground; there were no accurate targets, and its goal was to cover a specific area. Even if soldiers with warrior energy encountered this situation, they might die.

  However, in the face of such danger, the group of people in white didn’t make any noises even though it seemed like they were going to lose a lot of members.

  Like a group of white phantoms, they suddenly turned into beams of white light and dashed away when the spears were about three meters above the ground, dodging all attacks.

  Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

  In the next second, the thousands of spears nailed onto the hard rocks where those soldiers in white were standing at, and a series of sparks appeared.

  In fact, some spears barely missed the Chambordians by their ears and backs. If these soldiers were one second slower, their bodies would have been penetrated. However, none of the Chambordians screamed or gasped. Their faces were calm, and their eyes were determined.

  “Damn it! Star-level Warriors?”


  Someone gasped in the military campsite of Anji.

  The warrior energy that was burning on the soldiers of Chambord was so bright that it was eye-piercing.

  “Crossbowmen, ready! Front row, horizontal shoot! Back row, upward shoot! Ready, shoot!” a military command sounded abruptly.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Arrows dashed out behind the tower shield formation of Anji, locking down all the possible escape paths on the ground and in the air. These arrows were all sharp, wolf-fang arrows, and they were shot from heavy crossbows. One arrow was enough to break a small tree, and even Star-level Warriors would be severely injured if they were hit.

  Shooting horizontally and upward from a close distance allowed the elite crossbowmen of Anji to control the area. It was impossible for the soldiers of Chambord to quickly dodge again.

  It seemed like a death trap.