Lord of All Gods

Chapter 1554: Chapter 1554 Win The First Round

Meng Changxing advised Arya, "Why are you in such a hurry? It’s only a hundred thousand people! With the Yin-souls in this guy’s hands, he can wipe them all out! So you don’t need to worry at all, just let him handle it!"

Meng Changxing was genuinely not worried.

In fact, he was hoping for another battle with Ye Liuyun, to wipe out this hundred thousand army as well!

Ye Liuyun activated his Sky-walking Boots and arrived half a day in advance at the Spell Clan.

Upon seeing Ye Liuyun return on his own, the clan chief thought something happened to Arya!

"Arya...?" The clan chief inquired with a heavy heart.

"Arya is safe, but your tribe is in danger," Ye Liuyun briefly explained the situation, informing the chief of the approaching hundred thousand army.

Upon hearing this, the clan chief immediately summoned the tribespeople to prepare for defense.

Ye Liuyun also used a Sound Transmission Talisman to contact Arya and the others, informing them of the situation.

"Find a safe place and wait for now. I’ll assist the Spell Clan in resisting the army," Ye Liuyun told everyone.

"I want to join you in killing enemies!" Meng Changxing was eager to participate.

"Not for now. Guard the army’s retreat path, monitor the movements, and inform me in advance if reinforcements arrive!"

Ye Liuyun thought that with their current strength, they wouldn’t be much help and decided it was better to ensure their safety.

Without giving them specific tasks, Ye Liuyun was afraid they might cause trouble, so he let them patrol and transmit information.

Men, women, young, and old from the Spell Clan all joined the defense, displaying remarkable unity and composure in the face of danger.

No one blamed Arya, and it seemed these people were truly united.

Soon, the large army arrived, surrounding the Spell Clan.

This army was a private force led by a well-known prince from the Southern Empire, Luo Qianmo. He was at the sixth level of the Sacred Majesty realm.

Upon learning they were dealing with a native tribe, he eagerly volunteered to lead the charge.

Luo Qianmo thought it would be much easier than facing the Northern Ghostwing Empire on the battlefield. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The hundred thousand soldiers encircled the Spell Clan.

Luo Qianmo came forward, shouting from a distance, "The Spell Clan harbors a woman who participated in rebellion and killed an imperial prince, an unforgivable crime. Within an hour, surrender that woman and her accomplices!"

Knowing the Spell Clan’s strength, Luo Qianmo didn’t dare approach too closely. Observing his Formation, Ye Liuyun understood he planned to launch an attack from a distance.

Ye Liuyun immediately informed the clan chief, preparing them for the incoming assault.

If the Spell Clan could handle the army on their own, Ye Liuyun had no intention of intervening.

The clan chief appreciated Ye Liuyun’s timely information and trusted him.

He quickly notified the tribespeople to launch spells against the warships.

Ignoring Luo Qianmo’s demands, the Spell Clan initiated their counterattack.

"These Spell Clan folks don’t waste any time!" Ye Liuyun thought. Using his Divine Sense, he scanned the battlefield to assist the Spell Clan.

Individual spells had limited attacking power, but with so many Spell Clan members casting together, their collective strength was formidable.

The soldiers on the warships immediately felt their life force rapidly diminishing.

"They are attacking!"

The soldiers were thrown into chaos. Some warships were at a loss, while others retreated. The formation of the warships became disordered.

"A small tribe dares to resist! Annihilate them all!"

Luo Qianmo ordered a full-scale attack.

However, even if there were some of his warships that rushed over, there were only a few of them. Most of them were paralyzed.

Despite their appearance, the walls of the Spell Clan’s village were made of wood and stone, providing a solid defense against the warships.

Ye Liuyun observed that the Spell Clan had not set up any Formations. The bright light on the walls was produced by Spell Clan members casting spells on spiritual stone platforms. They used the platforms’ power to repel the attacks.

"How dare they resist the heavenly might of the empire? Kill them all!" Luo Qianmo gave an order, ordering his commander to launch an all-out attack.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers rushed toward the Spell Clan from all directions.

The tribespeople did not panic and continued to chant the incantation at an unhurried pace.

Most of them were gathered near the spiritual stone platform. They did not cast their spells on the soldiers. Instead, they mobilized the power of the platform, making the light on the wall more brilliant.

As the attacking soldiers touched the wall’s light, their life force was immediately drained, and they fell to the ground.

The drained life force was absorbed by the light, making it even stronger.

The soldiers, no longer able to withstand, released their genuine energy to bombard the walls. At the same time, the warships behind the army also responded, firing at the walls from a distance.

Despite the onslaught, the Spell Clan remained on the defensive, relying on the power of the spiritual stone platforms. However, they were at a disadvantage and would eventually exhaust the platforms’ energy.

Ye Liuyun was worried, but suddenly, he saw the Spell Clan initiating an offensive against the approaching army, releasing spells.

Although there weren’t many people from the clan each of them could release more than ten thousand feral beasts.

These feral beasts were enough to form a beast horde as they charged towards the great army, unstoppable.

Luo Qianmo’s warships also began to attack the beast horde, but there were too many feral beasts, and the army suffered heavy casualties.

However, this wasn’t over yet. The first beast horde hadn’t been completely wiped out, and the Spell Clan released the second group of feral beasts.

"Damn natives!" Luo Qianmo cursed but had to declare a temporary retreat.

Ye Liuyun hadn’t expected the combat effectiveness of this army to be so weak. In their first battle, the Spell Clan achieved a decisive victory.

The battlefield was filled with soldiers’ corpses, but not a single Spell Clan member was injured.

However, the Spell Clan lacked combat experience and didn’t understand pursuing the advantage. If they commanded the feral beasts to continue attacking, they could have driven these soldiers miles away.

But now, after the enemy had retreated only a hundred miles and set up a defensive Formation, using the feral beasts to attack again would result in heavy losses.

Moreover, once the enemy retreated, the Spell Clan relaxed and began celebrating.

Ye Liuyun shook his head helplessly. After all, it was the Spell Clan’s habit, and he couldn’t change it overnight.

He only informed Arya of the situation to prevent them from worrying.

"What? The Spell Clan won without your help?" Meng Changxing and the others found it unbelievable.

Only Arya wasn’t surprised. Ye Liuyun was only concerned about possible reinforcements arriving.

Otherwise, with just this hundred thousand people, the spiritual stone platforms should have been enough to hold them off.