Chapter 533: Array Slash

"Level 3 Divine Skill, Armor-Breaking Frost!"

Instantly, a sharp cold wind blew out like a knife, and with a slender hand, the six guarding ice spears and frost spears gathered together to form a huge and terrifying siege cone.

"How did Field control his men? He actually let the Chosen One use such a powerful divine power to deal with the meat shield. It's a pure waste of energy." The Viscount, who was looking at it from a distance, also shook his head slightly, "It seems that the younger generation of the empire is getting worse and worse."

Debra raised her shield to block, and said confidently: "Is it because you beat Lily of the Valley that you look down on others?"

But the next moment, her smile froze on her face.

There was a deafening sound, and the frost in Asina's hand was annihilated and violently blasted in. Debra's pupils trembled, and she suddenly found that her artifact was actually shattered.

The huge siege cone had a hole in it and was directly stuck on its shield.

"Ah? How is it possible!"

The eyes of the people watching the battle were all popped out.

This is a divine weapon! It can be shattered.

The divine weapon automatically disintegrated, turned into fragments and sank into Debra's body. Knowing that something was wrong, Debra hurried to escape. But she was slow and had no teammates to cover her.

The dragon wolf flew out and slapped it away with one claw.

"Level 3 divine skill, the spear of extreme cold killing."

Ashina's divine power surged wildly, and the ice spear after charging fiercely burst out, pouring down on the fleeing Debra. Debra's proud defense was as fragile as paper in front of Ashina's armor-breaking ability.

The dense ice chips flying out from the center of the explosion turned all the surrounding trees and rocks into sieves.

"Damn it."

This scene scared everyone in the Viscount's leadership.

Viscount Constance was stunned for a long time before he reacted and muttered, "What kind of combat power is this? Is it really level three?"

It was only half an hour after the battle, and one of his chosen ones died and another was seriously injured. This was simply illogical.

Field was not surprised at all. Although Ashina's endurance was insufficient, her burst was terrifyingly high.

"Humph, every night Ashina tortured me in the first half of the night, and I won in the second half of the night. I am too familiar with her style." Field thought to himself.

Suppressing the fatigue brought by using the magic skills, Ashina forced herself to rush towards Abigail.

"Blow the horn and let the commando retreat!" The viscount narrowed his eyes and saw Field's fearless look. In addition to the looming siege, he immediately made a decision.

Abigail heard the horn and didn't care about beheading. She even ignored her men and retreated immediately.

The light cavalry and commandos who stayed on the front line were dispersed by Ashina, and Field led the team to kill them cleanly.

After stabilizing the front, Field only brought back a hundred or so corrupted demons and returned to the center.

"Huh, the enemy's offensive is too fierce."

Field shook his exhausted hands and secretly smacked his lips. The support troops he brought out had lost half of their lives in less than an hour. These were all second-level lives, equivalent to all fighting knights.

Fortunately, the minced meat just now blocked the opponent's sharpest offensive. Field clearly felt that the opponent's offensive began to soften.

"If this continues, it will not be a problem to hold on for three hours."

"Reserve team, take advantage of the gap to replace the injured soldiers."

Seizing the opportunity, Field asked the corrupted demons in the center to replace some half-crippled demons on both sides as a rest.

Real wars are not like in cartoons, where you can just rush in and it's over. It is extremely important to ensure physical strength and manpower.

Constance had recovered from the initial shock. He was not sad or angry about the death of his men. Instead, he became excited: "Very good, this is interesting. This Field is probably the heir of a great noble."

"Sir, should we change our focus and attack the enemy's front line?"

A corrupted God Chosen wearing a wizard robe asked sinisterly.

"No, let the God Chosen in the front line surround but not attack, just put pressure on them." Constance made a decision that no one could understand.

"Why?" The wizard couldn't understand.

"Stupid, a chosen one protecting the flank can defeat two of our men in a row. Do you think we can send a fake one in the direction of the main attack? Don't be stupid enough to be killed."

"But, we just let them go?" The mage felt unhappy. "The corrupted chosen ones are not afraid of death. We just need to charge."

The Viscount said coldly: "What do you know? Let the miscellaneous soldiers consume them first, and then give a fatal blow when they are almost done."

The uninterrupted fighting lasted for more than an hour, and the corpses piled up into a mountain.

Field's defense line continued to shrink and was gradually compressed into a small piece. The loss of the Corpse Corpse Corpse was amazing, with only a quarter of the remnants left.

"Hold on a little longer."

Glancing behind him, the giant ship had been wrapped in flesh and blood into a cocoon.

Opheli even dissociated his magic ball to supply energy to the warship. In the huge flesh and blood cocoon, a terrifying monster was bred.

"The other side is already on the edge of the cliff, and the decline is obvious."

Looking at the state of the Night Army, Constance looked at Rosaria and Ashina again.

Rosaria didn't blush or breathe heavily, she carried the big sword and used it crazily. Every time she used the Endless Slash, she could crush hundreds of corpses. The key point is that this guy released his magical skills as if they were free, which made the Viscount tremble with fear.

On the contrary, Asina, who had performed outstandingly before, was exhausted by the countless corpses and was about to vomit blood. She could only control the dragon wolf to spit out dragon flames to attack continuously.

Fortunately, there are not many enemies in this direction, and the main force is still dealing with Rosaria.

"Ashina can't hold on anymore, I'll replace her." Feiluominai was a little arrogant, but when she saw her teammates in decline, she immediately offered to help.

Field pondered for a moment, looked at the gray fog in the distance for a while, and immediately shook his head: "No, just stand by."

"The Netherworld, that's all!"

Hearing a loud shout from the left, Margaret was hit in the chest by Fanny's palm, and the aftermath alone swept across a group of Netherworld creatures around her. Margaret's face turned pale and flew backwards fiercely.

She could no longer cover the people in the Night Curtain and form an effective deterrent.

Fanny knew that the Netherworld was not so easy to kill, so she was too lazy to chase him. Without saying anything, she rushed towards the people of Night's Leader: "Kill you first."

"All troops attack, two people go to entangle the corrupted one, and the rest of you will defeat the wolf sub-man first."

The Viscount immediately seized the opportunity, and while letting his men send a signal, he rushed towards Ashina: "You are exhausted, and there are not enough soldiers to cover you. Let's see how you fight back."

"Field, you lose." Constance grinned.

"Sure enough, you have been arranging troops and putting pressure on the front line before, just to attract my attention and let me put all my living forces into the front line." Field laughed loudly, not surprised at all.