Chapter 267 Tribal Crisis
Chapter 267 Tribal Crisis
Just as a fourth-tier heavily armored demonic soldier was about to charge forward, a sharp shriek tore through the air.
It looked up blankly.
The next instant, its head, along with its sturdy head armor, exploded from the inside out!
The foul-smelling black blood and brain matter were splashed out like a torrential rain.
Its heavy body crashed to the ground, the cannonball still carrying momentum, piercing through the bodies of several demon soldiers before exploding in the center of the demon horde, the deafening roar echoing through the mountains and forests.
The entire demon race fell into a daze.
They cannot comprehend where this death came from.
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"
After a brief silence, the orc erupted in a frenzied roar.
"Great Xia weapons! Invincible!"
"Kill all these scum!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Dozens of tanks and self-propelled mortars roared in unison, shaking the valley.
After being trained by the Xia people, the orcs can now use distance and onboard intelligent systems to lock onto targets and fire accurately.
From the expeditionary force's fiefdom to these thousands of kilometers away, the orcs had gained enough experience in using Great Xia weapons in combat.
A barrage of shells rained down, shattering the demon formation and sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The surviving demons were utterly terrified, letting out horrified screams as they turned and fled.
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"
The engines of the infantry fighting vehicles and Mengshi assault vehicles roared, and the vehicle-mounted autocannons and heavy machine guns spat out ferocious flames.
Large-caliber bullets intertwined to form a steel storm, easily tearing through the demons' bodies and armor, sweeping them to the ground in swathes.
What should have been a fierce and bloody battle turned into a one-sided massacre in just a few minutes.
Warwick stood there, his pupils reflecting the flames of the explosion, somewhat dazed.
This is... the power of the Great Xia.
His people can instantly kill an elite fourth-tier demon soldier with just the press of a button.
This mind-blowing fighting style thrilled him!
He snapped back to his senses, his gaze sharp as lightning, locking onto the two sixth-tier demon leaders who were chasing Alistar.
"You scum, it's your turn!"
Warwick let out a cold laugh, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and his body shot out like a cannonball, turning into a blur that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The fleeing demon leader felt a sharp pain in its back, as if pricked by needles. Sensing the deadly danger, it was about to turn around when Warwick had already closed in.
"Smash it!"
With a roar, Warwick unleashed a powerful punch, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, which slammed into the demon leader's back!
"Bang!!!"
With a dull thud, the demon commander was struck as if by a battering ram, his body arching like a shrimp as he was thrown forward!
The sturdy trees along the way were snapped in two by its body.
Before it even landed, Warwick pounced like a ghost, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks upon the demon leader!
The dull thuds of bones shattering echoed throughout!
Facing Warwick, who was a level above him and had no scruples, the demon leader was powerless to fight back and was quickly beaten unconscious.
Warwick gripped its head tightly with both hands like iron clamps.
"Snap!"
He suddenly exerted his strength and twisted hard!
The crisp sound of the neck bone breaking was clearly audible.
He didn't stop, and continued spinning.
"Snap!!"
After twisting the head several times, Warwick's arm muscles bulged, and he pulled with all his might!
A huge head, along with a section of spine, was forcibly pulled out of the cavity!
Warwick, holding the severed head, his face contorted with rage, let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests.
"Awooo—!!"
This was the most exhilarating battle he had ever fought!
With these weapons from the Great Xia Dynasty, the tribesmen had hope of survival, and the tribe would no longer fall apart!
There's no need to betray your own people, betray the continent of Terra, surrender and become a lackey of the demons, and be despised by all races!
The tension that had been building up inside me was finally released at that moment.
This allows him to fight without restraint, without any worries!
His fierce gaze locked onto the direction in which the other demon had fled, and as soon as he moved his feet, a flash of killing intent disappeared.
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over his people behind him and over the cold, steel behemoths.
Hunting down a sixth-tier demon is of little consequence.
The demons can never be completely eradicated; these weapons and equipment are far more important than sixth-tier demons!
He gave up the pursuit.
"keep going!"
With that cold voice, Warwick returned to the front of the group.
However, as he ventured deeper into the Savage Bone Mountains, a sense of unease crept into his heart.
It's too quiet.
The mountains and forests were deathly silent; not even the chirping of an insect could be heard.
A faint, almost imperceptible smell of decay lingered in the air.
This is not normal.
In previous years, the tribe never slacked off in the cleanup work around the mountains at this time of year.
He suppressed his doubts and became fully alert.
The convoy arrived at the first pre-arranged tribal outpost.
Instead of the enthusiastic cheers of their people, they were greeted by a desolate wasteland.
The massive wooden fence of the outpost was violently torn apart, and broken spears were scattered all over the ground.
On the ground, pools of blood, long since dried and blackened, were particularly glaring under the moonlight.
Warwick's heart sank.
"Speed up!"
All the orcs had a vague idea of what was going on.
They no longer held back their strength, letting out beast-like roars as they frantically pushed the steel behemoths in front of them with their shoulders and backs!
"Hey—ya!"
Muscles were knotted and veins were bulging.
The convoy suddenly accelerated, its tracks spinning wildly, kicking up clouds of dust on the rugged mountain road, like a runaway steel behemoth speeding forward.
The lowest rank in the team is Tier 4, and their superb reaction speed makes driving a breeze.
The second sentry post... ruins.
The third outpost... was still in ruins!
The acrid smell of burning and blood in the air, which had been faint, became strong and pungent.
Warwick's face was ashen.
Ahead, a mountain peak blocked the way, and it would take several hours to detour.
Warwick's eyes were bloodshot as he made his decision.
Using the spatial ring, they repeatedly moved the vehicle back and forth, taking a shortcut.
The entire army is charging towards home with all its might!
Finally, they crossed the last mountain ridge.
Warwick was the first to rush to the top of the mountain. When he looked down at the valley basin where the tribe was located by the moonlight, his pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints!
That was not his home.
It was an endless sea of fire!
The tribe's sturdy walls had long since turned to charcoal, and countless ferocious demonic creatures surged into the valley like a black tide.
They frantically tore at and attacked the last line of defense made up of their people's flesh and blood.
The enormous demonic siege beasts are hurling burning boulders at the center of the valley again and again!
The shouts of killing, screams, and wails, mixed with the excited roars of monsters, still pierced his eardrums clearly from several kilometers away!
"No--!"
Warwick looked at the hellish scene, and his blood rushed to his head.
He saw, in the firelight, a familiar figure being engulfed by several lesser demons.
He saw a mother holding her child being snatched from the sky and torn in two by a winged demon...
He saw the old priest who was protecting the tribe being trampled into a pulp by a huge monster after he was exhausted!
Warwick's eyes were quickly filled with frantic bloodshot veins!
"Demons—!"
A roar filled with overwhelming hatred burst forth from his throat.
The sound waves shook the surrounding mountains and forests!
His eyes were practically bulging with rage!
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