Chapter 1071: Death by a Thousand Blades
Three Orc Shamans joined forces, casting an additional layer of Demonic Shield on everyone—a flaming barrier shaped like a demon's head, billowing black smoke, swirling around the Orc Heroic Spirits like a living demon...
A barrage of enhancement spells—every spell they knew, they cast on everyone. In less than two seconds, all seventeen Orc Heroic Spirits, in addition to the power of the Revenge Battle Song, were layered with a heap of buffs, each with at least three shields.
But the real nightmare came next—the twelve Orc warriors all went berserk at once...
And not just any berserk state—every last one of them entered a high-level, lucid frenzy. Thanks to buffs like Bloodthirst, their bodies had already swelled in size, and now, with the continued lucid berserk, their frames ballooned by another third. Each warrior's aura surged to the level of a Ninth-Rank Sword Saint...
Seeing this, cold sweat trickled down Leon's back, completely involuntary.
This was getting out of hand...
Thank the heavens I rushed to take out the Orc Seer at the very start. If I hadn't, these humanoid monsters could easily double their strength. Even a true Sky Rank mage here would be hacked to pieces by these maniacs...
All of this took barely more than two seconds—Leon had no way to stop it.
The twelve Orc warriors formed a loose assault formation, surging at Leon from multiple directions. Battle Aura Slashes crisscrossed, sealing off every possible escape route.
With such coordination, the twelve warriors could easily slaughter a true Sky Rank mage...
Leon’s face was grim, runes flickering wildly in his eyes as his Mana Harness ran in overdrive, his mental calculations surging past their limits.
A torrent of wind and fire erupted around Leon, merging into a furious storm. He weaved through the flames, dodging the fiercest points of the crisscrossing Battle Aura attacks.
In an instant, countless runes burst from the Arcane Wheel phantom behind him, coalescing into a dozen Wind-Fire Elemental Shields. The Death Tome shimmered, further empowering his elemental spells.
A flash of light, and Leon was the first to summon a level 39 peak Fire Elemental Dragon using the Elemental Chapter.
Over a dozen Wind-Fire Elemental Shields, each more than five meters wide, completely enveloped Leon. Every shield was positioned to intercept the incoming Battle Aura Slashes.
The massive body of the Fire Elemental Dragon appeared, acting as a colossal shield that blocked the spells raining down from above.
Clang, clang, clang...
The relentless, overlapping chorus of sound rang out as the Wind-Fire Elemental Shields were repeatedly torn by Battle Aura Slashes. The clash of light produced a piercing, metallic screech.
The Fire Elemental Dragon, just summoned, unleashed a breath of elemental flame before its body was struck by dozens of spells and over thirty Battle Aura Slashes...
With a thunderous explosion, its massive body shattered, scattering flames everywhere...
Leon’s eyelid twitched wildly at the sight. These humanoid monsters fought with such insane coordination that even a level 39 Fire Elemental Dragon was torn apart in less than two seconds...
Taking advantage of the Fire Elemental Dragon acting as a meat shield, Leon gripped the Death Tome in his left hand and raised the Doombringer Staff in his right. The Death Tome glimmered faintly, while the Sage Chapter was constantly activated.
The Doombringer Staff frantically gathered mana, while to Leon’s left, the Spellbook of Ages floated, its pages flipping on their own. Spells erupted from its pages as if chanted by unseen voices, voraciously consuming the mana Leon poured out without restraint.
On Leon’s right, the Arcane Wheel spun madly. After absorbing the spells, it radiated a dazzling brilliance.
As the Fire Elemental Dragon was torn apart, Leon suddenly looked up, his eyes now completely covered by endless runes.
A repressed yet violent aura erupted from Leon, and in an instant, dozens of fireballs over ten meters wide appeared, spinning furiously like a storm compressed into spheres.
A dozen storm fireballs, each rivaling an Eighth-Rank spell, blasted out, shredding the space within several hundred meters.
The Battle Aura Slashes were all instantly torn apart. The dozen storm fireballs formed a massive wall of flames, forcefully pushing toward the orc heroic spirits.
In that instant, the frenzied assault of these humanoid monsters was interrupted, and their seamless coordination was forcibly broken...