I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Chapter 624 - 523: Donglin Battle Situation

Donglin Fortress."Meng Xiaobei, what’s the casualty report?"

On the mechanized high wall of the fortress, Ye Qiu wiped the bloodstain from his face.

It wasn’t his own, but from killing too many Crimson Insect Race, splattering onto his face.

He had hardly any time to rest, only now barely managing to catch his breath for half a moment.

"The entire Slaughter Corps has died eleven times. Some of the more bloodthirsty ones died for the twelfth time as well."

"The defense of Donglin Fortress is over eighty percent damaged, and it won’t be long before it can no longer withstand the Insect Tide of the Crimson Insect Race."

"Additionally, we’ve completely run out of ammunition, so we’ll have to rely on hand-to-hand combat next..."

Meng Xiaobei reported each piece of information, a hint of bitterness in his voice.

Even with Ye Qiu, who has fused with the White Jade Emperor’s Seal Original Dao Soldiers, forming the Slaughter Legion with Slaughter Energy, it was impossible to fight endlessly.

Ye Qiu’s spiritual power would eventually run out, and that would be when the Slaughter Legion would completely disappear.

With the impending breach of Donglin Fortress and the exhaustion of ammunition, this would only happen faster.

"Meng Xiaobei. Do you feel it?" With this thought, Ye Qiu abruptly stopped Meng Xiaobei, who was still reporting.

He turned his head and surprisingly still had the mood to smile.

Meng Xiaobei, condensed from gray Slaughter Energy, hesitated for a moment, not understanding why Ye Qiu would ask this.

"This is war."

Ye Qiu pointed to the endless tide of Crimson Insect Race beneath Donglin Fortress.

"The winner lives, the loser dies."

"The people we have to protect are right behind us. Once these bugs breach Donglin Fortress, it means the last line of defense for Great Xia has been broken."

"Wanting to be a hero is a path to death."

Meng Xiaobei didn’t respond, remaining silent.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Qiu grinned.

Almost forgot, the "Meng Xiaobei" before him was just a substitute, conjured from Slaughter Energy based on his memories of Meng Xiaobei.

Meng Xiaobei wouldn’t respond.

Or rather, his answer had already been given that night.

"Let’s go." Ye Qiu pulled himself out of his thoughts, waving at the ’inactive’ Meng Xiaobei.

"Where to?" Meng Xiaobei asked instinctively.

Ye Qiu chuckled.

Then leaped into the endless Crimson Insect Tide.

"To be a hero!"

His figure ignited in gray flames, like a gray stone, plunging into the crimson sea without causing a ripple.

Ye Qiu’s descent was like a signal,

followed by more figures condensed from gray Slaughter Energy, falling like a gray meteor shower across Donglin’s sky.

The Qiulin Guard of the Third War Zone, gathered once more!

...

Compared to the defenders of Donglin Fortress from Great Xia, the attacking Crimson Insect Race hadn’t even exerted their full force yet.

Their current losses were merely the vanguard cannon fodder of the Crimson Insect Race, along with some Tier Seven and Tier Eight elites.

Even more despairingly, the sea of crimson blood continued to send new Crimson Insect Race here, freshly nurtured.

Facing the all-out Crimson Insect Race

it was unimaginable for Ye Qiu alone to defend Donglin with just the Third War Zone.

Especially when, at the rear of the insect sea, a Tier Nine Crimson Demon God stood overseeing, yet to make a move, merely observing.

On the battlefield.

Under Ye Qiu’s feet, a massive grand array turned slowly like a millstone, continuously slaughtering the intruding enemies.

The Third War Zone was always the vanguard for capturing cities and villages, and with the boost from the battle array, the entire Slaughter Legion’s strength was greatly enhanced.

With these innate advantages, the Slaughter Legion had managed to hold on until now.

The first to falter was Ye Qiu’s spiritual power.

As a Tier Eight Peak Spirit Contract Master, his spiritual power, after a day and night of continuous fighting, was finally depleted.

The exhaustion of Ye Qiu’s spiritual power initiated a chain reaction.

Around the Slaughter Legion’s grinding mill battle array.

Chen Shaotian slapped three Crimson Insect Races to death with a wave of his hand, but then ten more Crimson Insect Races filled the void and swarmed in again.

Countless Crimson Insect Races seemed endless, continuously draining his spiritual power.

Seeing the gathering Crimson Insect Races, Chen Shaotian did not hesitate, concentrating his spiritual power into his fist and punched into the densest area of the Crimson Insect Race.

With a loud "bang".

With the end of this attack, Chen Shaotian’s spiritual power was also exhausted.

Crimson Insect Race elites, disguised as ordinary insects, lurked in the shadows, waiting to strike.

They seized the opportunity to deliver a deadly blow, successfully killing the slaughter figure representing Chen Shaotian.

But this time, Chen Shaotian did not resurrect or reform his figure.

Because Ye Qiu’s spiritual power had run out!

Similar situations to Chen Shaotian’s were appearing in more and more places around the battle array, and in the span of a few breaths, the Slaughter Legion’s array was pierced with a huge gap.

The Crimson Insect Race poured into the gap, and Ye Qiu completely lost control of the entire battle array.

More Tier Eight elite Crimson Insect Races emerged, the opportunity they had long awaited was finally before them!

The Tier Eight Crimson Insect Race closest to Ye Qiu opened its mouth, its sharp fangs clear and distinct in Ye Qiu’s sight!

Just at this critical moment.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt a surge of spiritual power being injected into his body.

It was like a drought meeting a timely rain, a mouthful of life spiritual power pulled him back to his peak from a state of near exhaustion!

At the same time, a resonant and awe-inspiring sound of a zither resonated across the Donglin battlefield.

With a keen sense of arrays, Ye Qiu clearly sensed a massively spreading grand array had appeared beneath their feet.

Billions of Izaki Young Snake Battle Spirits quickly gathered into a golden tide, rivalling the Crimson Insect Tide.

Over Donglin Fortress, a Star Iron Express shot past.

A black sand rain began to fall from the sky.

On closer inspection, the black sand rain consisted of countless nanometer-sized intelligent mechanisms.

They landed everywhere on Donglin Fortress, beginning repairs at the fastest speed to this mechanical stronghold.

The severely damaged, near-collapse Donglin Fortress began to restore with visible speed under the repair of countless nanorobots!

Seeing this scene, a relieved smile appeared on Ye Qiu’s face.

He wasn’t grateful for surviving.

He was relieved that beyond himself, many others were also defending Great Xia!

"Third Brother." Li Lingzhen walked to Ye Qiu’s side, waving her hands, infusing them and Xia Youwei with ample life spiritual power, ensuring they remained at peak condition.

"We haven’t come too late, have we?"

"Repairing the Star Iron Express took quite some time en route."

Upon hearing Li Lingzhen’s words, Ye Qiu shook his head with a smile, "You arrived just in time."

With that, his gaze traversed the crimson sea of bugs, settling on the three towering terrifying figures in the distance, filled with anticipation for battle.

"Now, it’s the second round."