Free Web NovelChapter 339: Chapter 81: The Name of Black Wings
After years of war, the Crimson Nest and the Racial Alliance Army have lost hundreds of master-level combat power, among whom were many stronger than Behemoth.
In this war that resembles a meat grinder, coupled with almost limitless consumption of various flesh and blood, under dual stimulation for growth, one of the earliest Forest Giant Demons following Udi has grown to the nineteenth-level peak, the same tier as its master.
This is quite normal, and not just Mondo.
On such a battlefield, many gifted humans and monsters have repeatedly broken through after countless life-or-death crises, with quite a few breaking multiple levels.
However, long-lived races like Elves, Dwarves, and Giant Dragons gained substantial combat experience and honed their mentalities through these years of war, but their power tiers had little rapid increase.
In some sense, this world is still relatively fair.
Lower bloodline races have neither potent traits nor long lifespans but do have opportunities to rapidly emerge.
While high bloodline races possess powerful traits and long lifespans, they often need to undergo enough time to grow into true powerhouses.
On the contrary, Udi is the oddity. Within twenty-some years, he has completed the growth phase many Giant Dragons undergo over thousands of years.
At such speed of growth, even among humans, it appears rather exaggerated; many humans with immense talent usually need four to fifty years to break through to Legendary status. Those who achieve this in their twenties, or have Legendary combat power, often have only one possibility—
They harbor unique bloodlines or experience remarkably extraordinary fates, such as gaining the attention and favor of Divine Spirits, becoming Sons of God with Divine Blood.
...Shiji and Mondo urged Black Nest’s master-level forces to disregard everything and face the Barbarians’ powerhouses head-on.
Black Nest’s master-level forces included familiar faces, such as Roy, the Higlind family head returning from the Ghost Race Plane, the Wild Clan Jackal Wolfman Leader Bryan, Griffin Bley, Dogman Dragon Vein Mage Kadan, Mother Crane Beisha and her two offspring who had also grown to the top tier, as well as Wilson, the Higlind family heir, and the former Dogman youth ’Wolf’ among the earliest subordinates.
Also, newcomers who rose and pledged allegiance later, these newcomers started with higher points than Shiji and others, many were Middle Level or Advanced power when joining Black Wing Nest, with considerable Master-level among them like the Cyclops and Cloud Eagle, originally top-level demons as rulers of the Dark Forest, now with the help of Void Power, they early reached nineteenth-level peak but got stuck at the Legendary threshold.
Although stuck, their power kept steadily rising through constant consumption, to the present that Cloud Eagle’s power still slightly falls short, yet that Cyclops has already reached the pseudo-Legendary power tier threshold.
However, the Barbarian side wasn’t weak either; more than thirty ordinary masters came this time, with five nineteenth-level peak Barbarian Generals having hunted same-tier demons, besides a Great Barbarian General who reached pseudo-Legendary combat power at the master tier level.
Both sides tacitly sought opponents seemingly matching their strength, and the most eye-catching and fierce figure from the Black Wing Race side was the Cyclops.
The Great Barbarian General immediately confronted the Cyclops; the Cyclops swung a Thorn Staff forged from special magic plant materials, smashing a giant pit in the ground, with a tremor so fierce nearby warriors tens of kilometers away thought an earthquake happened.
"This big guy," The Great Barbarian General dodged Cyclops’ bombardment-like assaults, his face grim.
Being a Sub-giant rather than a True Giant, Cyclops usually grew between ten and twelve meters tall, their power not outstanding among masters, but this terrifying Cyclops appeared exceptional.
With a towering eighteen-meter stature comparing to a True Giant in their prime, its power also neither fell short at such a level, achieving pseudo-Legendary status.
After engaging with Cyclops a while, the Great Barbarian General grew exhausted, panting a bit.
While Cyclops still seemed vigorous as ever.
"Ha ha, this is the mighty power our master bestowed, could it possibly be something ants like you could match?" The Cyclops laughed wildly, thunderous, fiercely swung down its staff, sending rocks flying, creating another great crater in the ground.
Now it’s confident and arrogant for having power comparable or even surpassing True Giants as a Sub-giant, why shouldn’t it swell with pride?!
As for the grudge between Giants and Dragons?
Sorry, it could care less.
Though Sub-giants were created by Titan God as True Giants’ servants, they don’t inherit True Giant’s bloodline, despite some remaining hatred for Dragons in their bloodline, this grudge is relatively thin.
That’s also why many Metal Dragons love to tame Sub-giants as servants.
Because Sub-giants possess considerable strength, numerous in numbers, often traveling in packs, and lack strong enmity and resistance to Dragons.
The Great Barbarian General calmly restrained the somewhat insane Cyclops, while assessing other Barbarian powerhouses’ situations, his face darkening.
At a glance, they’re short by seven to eight master-level Barbarian warriors.
As his gaze caught sight, he noticed the green-skinned giant stuffing Barbarian powerhouses’ corpses into a great abyssal mouth.
Around the green-skinned giant, two Barbarian Generals looked somewhat disheveled.
"General, this Mutated Giant Demon has ludicrous recovery, completely disregarding our hits, we can’t possibly keep it."
Two Barbarian Generals reacted helplessly and frustrated.
The Mutated Giant Demon’s strength is significant, but evidently hasn’t reached the pseudo-Legendary threshold, with two Barbarian Generals strong enough to contain it, however, its fighting style is excessively brutish.
You hit it, it doesn’t dodge, instant recovery after injury.
It hits you, you must dodge!
Otherwise enduring such terrifying brute force and Blood Energy attacks, they doubt if they could leave even a shard of their bones intact.
"Damn!" The Great Barbarian General grew impatient, their mission is to break Black Wing Nest’s monster army, forcing the Black Dragon Lord out.
Now instead, they’re the ones facing collapse, with both base troops and top-tier forces firmly suppressed.
Barbarian Royal Court—
Barbarian King Victor watching the scene from a floating screen became grimly pressurized.
He didn’t expect the Black Dragon Lord subordinate army to be this elite.
He wasn’t skeptical of the Black Dragon Lord’s power, given that dragons are inherently powerful.
But most Evil Dragon Lords’ gathered subordinate forces were usually a hodgepodge lacking order, though Dragon Vein would birth some strong Dragon Vein Monsters, generally their army quality, war capabilities, were much inferior to Wisdom Race Realm’s established armies.
Often Evil Dragon’s followers act merely as cannon fodder or hunting pawns for the dragon, viable impact in real wars is limited, many times once disadvantaged, monster army disbands at once.
Regarding Crimson Nest?
Due to Crimson Nest’s sheer strength and Mother of Deep Red’s overwhelming horror, they usually played dominant matches, further backed by the continent’s numerous evil races, these evil groups contain powerhouses and even armies, which can’t even compare conventionally with an Evil Dragon Lord. freeweɓnovel.cøm
On the screen, another master-level Barbarian gets bisected waist-down by a five-meter-high Dogman applying stealth through thief skills wielding a ’small dagger.’
Isn’t it normal for a thief’s small dagger to seem larger considering a five-meter stature?
This sight caused Victor’s countenance to nearly crack.
He had enough.
If the Barbarian Royal Court’s elite power gets decimated like this, what’s left with him alone as king?
His ring on his hand faintly glimmered, Victor’s form vanished from the royal court.
High above Northern Wasteland.
Thunder flickered, torrential rain falling.
A corporeal figure appeared suspended in air, none other than Barbarian King Victor.
