Chapter 621
Chapter 621 Oppressive Power
One had to admit that certain military forces countered others.
Strange nature creatures like the flower fairies might not be large in size, but they had speed beyond what a human eye could follow and sharp poison claws.
Even dozens of human warriors would only be worn away if they met such an enemy in the woods, let alone an entire group of them.
Yet, when the flower fairies and the blade dancers ran into the Archer magical machines, they faced off against their greatest counter ever.
Who cared if they were fast? Who cared if they had maximum levels in their evasion skill? The Archers simply got into formation and gave them a thorough scrubbing with their storm of metal.
If it were human heavy-swordsmen who were dealing with the Archers, they might be able to block some of the damage with their massive armor. However, the majority of the elves were agility-focused warriors. Moreover, they were often unarmored or only wearing leather armor to not affect the agility of their limbs and the speed of their movements.
It was practically suicide to fight against the Archers with a defense like that.
Billis’ ability was extraordinary and powerful. Still, he was a First Grade adept after all. Even his superior powers wouldn’t allow him to hold off a dozen druids of the same grade as him.
In less than fifteen minutes, five of Billis’ fourteen scorpions had been crushed and flattened. Even the surviving ones carried all sorts of wounds on their bodies. Their appearance was terrible. However, it was these sting scorpions that had allowed Billis to not die at the bear paws of the druids.
Greem turned back to look at the fleeing Second Grade druids after dispersing the crowd. He grabbed Billis’ skinny body of bugs and then vanished in a rising plume of fire.
Greem stumbled out of the blazing fire pillar after escaping from the siege of the druids with Billis in tow.
He let go of Billis before turning to pull out the elven arrow that had been deeply embedded in his right shoulder. Greem stood straight and grasped the shaft tightly in his hand. His burning eyes were fixed upon the slender silhouette standing at the bow of the ship.
The female elf captain!
It was the female elf that had taken advantage of his momentary pause before the teleportation to shoot him. If it weren’t for Greem’s alertness that allowed him to lower his head and brace his shoulders in time, this arrow would probably have passed through his brain, inflicting tremendous damage to him.
The red flames in his hand surged intensely. The heat rose exponentially and quickly reached a white-hot color.
The decorative feathers of the elven arrow had turned to ashes the moment the arrow entered the Ring of Fire. Even the remaining metal shaft had liquefied under the heat of the flames. It seeped through the knuckles of Greem’s magma hand and dripped on the ground, burning tiny holes into the metal deck.
The female elf captain silently endured the spiritual pressure that Greem was remotely projecting upon her. She showed no intention of retreating even though her body was trembling uncontrollably.
Greem’s large and fearsome body took a step forward, and a horrifying smile appeared on the burning face of fire.
“Since you have already come, then don’t leave. All of you will stay!”
Greem shouted, and several doors of the ship opened simultaneously. Hordes of Archers swarmed out from within. A ferocious storm of metal bullets immediately covered everyone’s vision in the very next second.
“Retreat, quick! Retreat!”
“Retreat into the forest!”
Seeing that the battle had gone far beyond the limits of their control, both the Second Grade Aizac and the female elf captain shouted out at the same time. Sadly, the druids that had surrounded the magical machine squad were too deep inside the ship. It was too late for them to retreat now.
Several druids that had transformed into magical beasts stumbled rapidly outward with the barrage of bullets exploding behind them. Blood constantly splattered out of their bodies, soaking the deck in crimson.
Aizac watched on with wide-open eyes as all this happened. He let out a furious cry and was about to charge forth once again. However, the female captain pulled him back.
“We need to go. The kingdom needs the information we have.”
Aizac’s body shook. It was only now that a trace of coolheadedness returned to his anger-filled eyes.
“Let’s go!”
Aizac roared reluctantly before turning and rushing off the flying ship.