Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1462: Chapter 377: We Are the Protagonists_4

As his hand raised, the golden giant axe, composed of 38,238 Power Barbarian Axes, descended into his grasp.

Facing the shadow flood surging head-on, the Yama phantom swung the giant axe in a sweep, the golden axe light pouring down like a river, instantly cleaving three deep grooves into the hastily condensed Shadow Armor of the Devouring Magic King, turning the bone spikes embedded in its surface into dust.

The three hearts at the chest fiercely throbbed simultaneously, black mist gushed out like a fountain to fill the wounds, yet before they could heal, Yama had already discarded the axe for a spear.

The second weapon was the Soul-Breaking Spear, its tip entwined with a bluish glow.

Yama Dharma’s wrist rotated, the long spear darting out like a dragon, instantly shattering countless shadow giant snakes shooting from within the shadows.

The terrifying spiritual shock forced a piercing wail from the Devouring Magic King.

The shadow-formed body was instantly corroded with countless holes from the rule-level spiritual shock, sizzling amidst the blue smoke.

At that moment, Yama’s third weapon arrived.

The Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand automatically suspended at his back.

The weapons he held now were two short blades, their blade surfaces flowing with devouring light dark matter.

Dharma’s form abruptly shrank, its moving speed sharply increased, ghost-like as it circled behind the Devouring Magic King, the short blades crossed and slashed down instantly, tearing open a space rift.

A large chunk of shadow energy from the waist of the Magic King was gouged out, revealing numerous tiny tendrils writhing inside, those tendrils about to reorganize were quickly twisted into nothingness by the energy emitting from the short blades.

The players within the battle formation roared simultaneously, the Star Vein Pillar on their spines blazing more fiercely.

The weapon wheel behind Yama Dharma slowly rotated, fourth weapon chains, fifth weapon heavy sword, sixth weapon bone spikes... with each weapon switch, the Dharma’s aura altered accordingly.

Holding the sword swiftly like a tempest, the sword shadows interwoven into an impenetrable net.

Gripping the spear with steadiness like a rock, the Sealing Spirit attribute capable of pinning down the flow of shadow power within the Devouring Magic King in an instant.

Under the rule’s effect, it became difficult for the Devouring Magic King to even circulate energy.

This is a war seen by the Devouring Magic King, but in the eyes of the Divine King and even other players, it was like an outing game.

It was more about testing the power of the battle formation Dharma.

The battle formation generally won’t appear on the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range battlefield.

Because each of the three sides has their own trump cards.

The Earth Thought Bully possesses the Pain Tide Commander, capable of rapid growth infused with Black Tide Power, rule-level units: Demon Seed.

They are fundamentally unafraid of the challenge from the battle formation Dharma.

If they really went all out, the ultimate suffering arrives, layered with 99,999 times the pain, it would simply be torture within torture.

On the side of the Combat Insect Clan, they also have the "Insect Monarch Mother Body" as a big killer in warfare.

The three sides maintain a tacit understanding, avoiding using big killers if they can.

The players can peacefully farm sacrificial power, the insect clan can peacefully collect evolution data, and the Earth Thought Bully conserves Black Tide Energy when possible, the other two beasts won’t use big killers, so it naturally wouldn’t either.

Otherwise, it would still feel heartache.

But in external war, the battle formation Dharma in the hands of players is the strongest killer move.

The players participating in the battle are utterly exhilarated.

Our side won’t let loose, but outside, there’s no restriction, no sanction power exists.

At this moment, the Devouring Magic King roared again, the terrifying shadow power surged, transforming into a torrent abruptly pouring down.

Yama Dharma raised a hand and waved, the giant blade entwined with Thunderbolt Power landed in the palm.

As the blade unsheathed, thousands of tribulation thunders suddenly struck down from the nine skies, all converging at the blade’s edge.

One slash was launched.

Boom!

The shadow tide was forcibly split by thunder.

Wherever the thunderlight passed, the black mist evaporated, tendrils collapsed.

The Devouring Magic King’s right arm severed shoulder-high, the severed surface pulsing with inextinguishable lightning fire.

But the next moment, the third heart at the chest of the Shadow Giant suddenly exploded, the gushing black blood instantaneously regenerating ten even thicker arms, each arm wielding different shadow weapons, blasting towards Yama Dharma from all directions.

Then the Thunder Blade in Yama Dharma’s hand suddenly disintegrated, transformed into lightning shooting to the back, restoring its Thunder Blade form, subsequently Yama Dharma switched to gripping an entirely pitch-black Sky-piercing Halberd.

At the moment the halberd tip touched the ground, countless Sealing Runes suddenly appeared within a hundred-mile radius, all shadow arms attacking slowed drastically.

Slow trait activated.

Boom!

The next second, the halberd pole swept horizontally, the head generated by shadow energy from the Devouring Magic King exploded, emitting a cry of suffering.

The remaining two hearts frantically pumped, attempting to regenerate the body.

From afar, the Dragon Descendant could see clearly, each time the Yama phantom switched weapons, the entire battle formation’s energy operation method completely changed.

99,999 players within the phantom, like the gears of a precise instrument, can complete the tactical reconstruction in an instant.

In this battle, the Devouring Magic King fell into complete passivity.

Every weapon of Yama came with rule power, the Devouring Magic King could only crazily pulse the heart symbolizing its Energy Core.

Letting black mist cover its body like a tide, each time shattered was like shedding skin, producing a new body from the mist, but the cracks on the new body became denser each time.

Even with strong recovery ability, it still wasn’t a match for the battle formation Dharma composed of more than ninety thousand players.

Just as the third heart was pierced by the Bone Spear in Yama’s hand, the Devouring Magic King suddenly emitted a sharp howl.

The howl carried thick shadow energy, the Devouring Warriors at the rear suddenly halted action, the shadow on the surface of their bodies boiled violently.

Then their bodies collapsed to the ground like melting asphalt, transforming into streams of black liquid, following the ravines and cracks, converging towards the Devouring Magic King.

"It’s sacrificing the tribe!" the Dragon Descendant shouted lowly.