Chapter 507 The Legions Attack (Second Update)

The Hell Ghost Soldiers were participating in their first battle, yet their displayed power was even greater than that of many armies.

Firstly, it was night. Secondly, they belonged to a very special category of ghost soldiers. Thirdly, the enemy general was absent and unable to organize a resistance.

Fourthly, these enemies were clearly unprepared to face such foes, leaving them in disarray.

The Hell Ghost Soldiers were truly spectral soldiers, genuine ghosts.

While their combat methods were brutal and bloody, the battlefield was a life-or-death struggle, where every means available should be employed.

A group of long-haired female ghosts, utilizing the darkness and thick fog, floated in the air, entangling enemies' necks with their hair and strangling them to death.

"Ah!!!"

A series of screams erupted. Countless enemies were ensnared by hair, hung in the air, and suffocated to death.

A group of starved ghosts with incredibly wide mouths, like a pack of beasts, directly bit at the enemy's necks, used their sharp claws to rip out internal organs, and began to feast, emitting chilling laughter.

Water ghosts were responsible for releasing dense fog to obscure enemy vision. Among them were many that could release potent poisons and spread hallucinatory mists in the air, luring enemies into illusions or directly poisoning them to death.

A group of gambler ghosts threw dice at the enemies, smashing holes through their hearts.

Many headless ghosts appeared behind the enemies, twisting their necks, placing the severed heads onto their own bodies, and then moving on to the next victim.

Some buried-alive ghosts emerged from the earth, dragging enemies into the soil and killing them.

The Hell Ghost Soldiers instilled fear in the enemy. Faced with these monstrous beings, the enemies were terrified, their courage shattered, and they began to flee for their lives.

"Help! There are ghosts!"

This statement was not wrong; they were indeed ghosts, and not just any ghosts, but well-equipped, rigorously organized ghost soldiers.

"Kill!" King Qin Guang emerged from the fog, holding a Book of Life and Death. He opened the book and unleashed beams of deathly light, launching an assault on the enemy.

Perhaps even Zhang Liang would not have anticipated the formidable capabilities of these Hell Ghost Soldiers.

Although these ghost soldiers lacked any formation or conventional military discipline, they were ghost soldiers. Their inherently strange abilities were, in themselves, a powerful combat method.

Ghost soldiers were not truly trained soldiers. King Qin Guang, based on the energy of each ghost soldier, directed them to act in concert, greatly enhancing their effectiveness.

"Our resolve is to break the enemy's formations; death is our only path!"

Gao Shun, leading the Vanguards, also charged into the enemy camp, launching a fierce assault.

Gao Shun's Vanguards boasted discipline among the top three in the entire territory. Under Gao Shun's command, this army's marching feet were the only sounds to be heard.

Their coordination was impeccable, each soldier's expression stern and meticulous. Led by their respective commanders, they rapidly charged through the enemy camp.

They did not fight alone, always coordinating in groups of three to five. Under such tight combat, no enemy could withstand their advance.

Wherever they passed, enemies fell one after another. Their battle cries soared, their formations remained unbroken, and their coordination was seamless.

Their achievements were remarkable; they had slain countless enemies with minimal casualties.

Grelu, a powerful Orc, stood nearly four meters tall, making him one of the three tallest in the territory. He was not only an Orc but also a formidable general, clad from head to toe in specialized armor crafted for Orc warriors by the territory.

They possessed immense strength and were natural warriors. Clad in heavy armor and wielding mighty weapons, they smashed enemies into pulp. Even those who blocked with shields were crushed into paste.

Orc warriors never retreated and were incredibly brave. Their imposing stature alone instilled immense psychological pressure on the enemy.

They were unsure if these foes were even enemy soldiers, as the Orcs' strength was so immense, their weapons so powerful, that soldiers of equal rank were no match for even a single blow.

The shortest Orc stood over two meters tall, with most exceeding three meters. The enemies before them appeared pathetically weak, and their weapons could easily obliterate them completely.

The Orc warriors' appearance delivered a crushing impact, forcing the enemy to retreat and fall back continuously. Witnessing their comrades cleaved in half or torn asunder by the Orcs, the enemy finally reached their breaking point.

Long Shan, also a member of the Dragon race, but not of this world's dragons, was a demon. He commanded tens of thousands of demon soldiers, drawn from various races, each possessing unique abilities.

Their methods were also peculiar: some could control elements, some could transform into elements, some could alter their appearance, and some could transform into their colossal true forms.

Some were incredibly fast, becoming streaks of lightning as they hunted the enemy.

Others, fond of cannibalism, would devour enemies whole. While they couldn't eat humans normally, on the battlefield, they could employ any means necessary.

Although the enemy possessed some strength, faced with such a diverse array of demon soldiers, their attacks were rendered useless before they were even eliminated.

Wood elementals dispatched enemies with countless branches, while vine demons strangled them to death.

Snake demons, their lower halves transforming into massive serpentine bodies, charged into the enemy ranks, slaughtering numerous individuals. Several fire-breathing demons unleashed flames, incinerating countless foes.

Ice elementals transformed into a sky full of icy rain, piercing every enemy.

"Roar!"

A heaven-shattering tiger roar echoed as Hu Li transformed into his true form, growing over ten meters tall and charging into the enemy camp, crushing countless enemies into pulp.

Hu Ling, a Nine-Tailed Fox, led a group of tiger women, their long tails lashing out to kill numerous enemies.

Numerous flying demons with razor-sharp talons swooped down. Some snatched ground soldiers, flew into the air, and dropped them, or directly used their sharp claws to kill them.

The myriad demons, with their diverse methods and skills, left the enemy defenseless and unable to form an effective resistance.