Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 2092: Brave Trial (3)

The referee on the side subconsciously took a step back, his back pressing against the cold metal material of the arena, which jolted him awake, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was a great expert, a powerful being with over one hundred thousand Furelai, yet when the shadow of this giant sword appeared, he too felt terror.

This was an ability that could endanger life.

The referee was very clear and certain about this point.

However, he also trusted his eyesight. These Star-Eye Clan warriors had Furelai around fifty thousand, probably less than fifty thousand. If they fought him, he could take on a whole group of them with one hand. Yet these beings, insignificant in his eyes, combined to deliver such a strike?

The viewing stands were likewise not without great experts, and even those who hadn't reached the great expert realm could still sense that earth-shattering power.

Almost all of the Huaitang Clan stood up. They had to, because they desperately hoped for a miracle to appear.

But... miracles, when you hoped for them, often tended to be absent.

The massive light sword blade landed within the Huaitang Clan's battle formation. The formation, somewhat distorted by fear-induced flight, was split in two.

On the arena's viewing stands, on the external light screens, and on streaming terminals, countless beings watching the match saw the patch of blood-red that rose as the giant sword descended.Any Huaitang Clan warrior within the range of the giant sword's fall was all chopped into minced flesh.

"Ah!!!"

The Huaitang Clan's clan leader roared repeatedly.

These people were all elites of the Huaitang Clan! In just this one strike, how many had died? Two hundred or three hundred people, or more?

Even if they ultimately won this battle, it was already inevitable that the Huaitang Clan's vitality would be severely damaged.

"The Huaitang Clan's decision was wrong. They were afraid of sacrifice earlier, overly concerned with gaining an advantage, wanting the Star-Eye Clan to waste the formation plates' energy. Who would have thought the opponents had other means to deal with their strategy of awaiting action? This time, they truly tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice used to lure it."

Someone, like Ye Zhongming, directly pointed out the Huaitang Clan's strategic error. However, before this, anyone unaware that the Star-Eye Clan possessed such abilities unanimously considered the Huaitang Clan's response appropriate.

The residual might of the giant sword faded, leaving a moat cut into the arena floor.

Originally, the white stone on the ground had been specially treated; ordinary attacks couldn't even leave a mark on it. In all the years since its construction, the floor had never been renovated, at most bearing some shallow scratches.

This was naturally related to the strength of the warriors within Dark Strip City; after all, great experts were too few. Now, this single sword strike had directly split the ground open, further showing the power of that strike just now.

The referee gradually recovered from his shock. With just a glance, he slightly shook his head.

In that one strike just now, the Huaitang Clan had at least over two hundred people directly killed, and several dozen more grazed by the edge of the giant sword, suffering significant injuries. Added to the previous attacks, roughly three hundred and fifty people were rendered combat-ineffective.

Even before they came close to the opponents, they had already lost nearly one-fifth of their personnel. If the Huaitang Clan didn't make some changes soon, the situation would be extremely unfavorable.

However, the more critical the moment, the more one needed to remain calm to find an opportunity to turn the tide from a disadvantaged position. But the referee glanced at the Huaitang Clan; many among them had yet to recover from their terror, merely moving on their own and defending aimlessly.

In contrast, on the Star-Eye Clan's side, although the square formation that had delivered the giant sword was significantly consumed, they were now all sitting cross-legged on the formation plate, tossing medicine into their mouths to begin recovering. Meanwhile, the square formation beside them had already taken over the offensive rhythm from their companions.

This square formation centered on Cheng Liujin. Their movements weren't like Bashilu's group, clashing weapons together, but rather continuously tracing some trajectories. As they injected power into them, their weapons moved through the air, leaving afterimages. With repeated actions and increased speed, a light mass appeared beside each warrior.

By the time the Huaitang Clan began to reorganize, the Star-Eye Clan had already completed their attack preparations.

"Go!"

Cheng Liujin shouted from the center of the formation. The warriors, who had been gesturing continuously, simultaneously pushed their weapons outward, and the light masses before each person were propelled out, landing between them and the Huaitang Clan warriors.

The Huaitang Clan warriors, who had just finished reorganizing their formation, were all startled. With lingering fear, their first reaction wasn't how to respond, but to dodge as best they could.

These light masses, under the astonished gaze of other beings, transformed into many... light humans.

Humanoid forms composed of light.

"What is this now?"

"Energy mimicry. Usually, only great experts or warriors of some races with special abilities can pull this off. Where did the Star-Eye Clan learn this?"

"Not quite right. Can energy mimicry exist for this long?"

"Look, these light-formed entities are all exactly identical. Normally, individually emitted ones would always have differences. I think, like those light sword attacks earlier, it's all because of the formation plates beneath their feet."

"I agree with that. Look, although it hasn't been long since the battle started, have you sensed the brightness of the formation plates? No significant weakening. What does that indicate? It indicates these formation plates are no ordinary items; they are definitely genuine elite items, even unique items, manufactured by the Su Race!"

"Good stuff!"

The spectators, however, relished excitement, no matter the scale. The fiercer the battle, the better. The more new things, the better. Being able to broaden their horizons was even better.

Today, they learned that such a formation plate truly existed, capable of changing the battlefield situation.

Amid the audience's chatter, the humanoid warriors made of light charged towards the Huaitang Clan's battle formation.

Sibier and Luola looked at each other, knowing things couldn't continue like this today. Besides losing face, if they remained so passive, who knew what other tricks the seemingly well-prepared Star-Eye Clan might pull.

"We'll charge over. We can't let them keep attacking like this. First and second teams, you flank from both sides. The rest of you, follow Luola and me to breach their formation!"

At Sibier's command, the Huaitang Clan warriors moved. They now realized their earlier strategic choice was wrong. They needed to charge in for close combat now, even if it meant enduring attacks from the formation plates and arrays; it was better than being constantly reduced here.

The Huaitang Clan immediately divided into three parts, charging towards the Star-Eye Clan's position.

It wasn't that Sibier didn't want to avoid these light humans of unknown abilities simply, but they found that if left unchecked, these light humans could autonomously change direction and pounce towards you.

So Sibier could only lead Luola, whose strength was second only to his own, to confront these strange energy entities together.

Within seconds, both sides collided.

Boom, boom, boom sounds began to resound throughout the entire arena.

"Wow, they can actually explode."