Although protected by battle armor, the immense force still sent him flying...
The rest, led by Delvana, advanced relatively smoothly but still encountered considerable resistance. The greatest obstacle was the defensive circle formed by the hundred Zhenyu Hunters. Their formidable defensive and offensive capabilities made it truly difficult for Delvana and his team to breach it. After all, the Zhenyu Hunters' energy shields and robust attacks were not mere decorations.
Under the intense assault, even the centaurs found no opportunity to loose an arrow.
The Undead Marauders were agitated, seeing hope for victory. The distress signal had been sent out, and the orders from the Wrathful King were clear: as long as they held out for an hour and a half, nearby rescue forces would arrive.
Once the rescue forces arrived, these intruders, whose origins were unknown, would pose no threat to them.
However, an hour and a half was a considerable time. Even if the Undead wished to stall for time, it depended on whether the warriors led by Delvana were willing to do so.
His gaze sharpened, Delvana turned to look at Pel and Messto. "In the current situation, you two are the most suitable to handle this. Now, it's up to you to deal with these Zhenyu Hunters!"
Pel and Messto nodded. Countless explosive fireballs moved from their defensive position. Even the immensely powerful Zhenyu Hunters couldn't resolve all the fireballs instantaneously.
Moreover, the Zhenyu Hunters were too focused on sheer power, making their attack speed terrifyingly slow. And after destroying one, it instantly transformed into countless smaller fireballs, which, with their extreme speed, were simply unstoppable.
Messto and Pel successfully drew a significant amount of the Zhenyu Hunters' firepower with their myriad of explosive fireballs.
The energy shields of the hundred Zhenyu Hunters merely served to delay the inevitable. Under the relentless barrage, the shields quickly shattered amidst the continuous explosions of fireballs.
Seizing the opportunity, Delvana immediately shouted and led all his warriors in an assault.
Below them, they now only had to face about a thousand Undead Marauder warriors. Annihilating them was merely a matter of time.
These marauders were only slightly stronger than ghouls, belonging to the Undead's low-tier combat units.
For a powerful mage like himself, eliminating them was effortless. Individually, he could even wipe them all out without sustaining any damage.
With minimal effort, Delvana gave a signal, dispatching the fastest centaur warriors to deal with these marauders, while he turned to face the remaining enemies.
"Take what you can use, destroy what you cannot. High-tech equipment, along with food and water for survival, are essential. As for anything else, take whatever you can carry, as long as you can fit it."
This war would ultimately have a conclusion. Either the Undead would triumph, or humanity would.
The only difference was that if humanity failed, they would be annihilated. If the Undead failed, they might simply move to another planet to cause havoc.
Meanwhile, Delvana also needed to monitor the fierce battle between Xiao Xun and the Hell Guardian. Glancing up at the sky, he saw it already ablaze with flames and powerful golden lightning.
Clearly, Xiao Xun and the Hell Guardian had reached a critical juncture in their fight, or perhaps, a victor was about to be decided.
With each breath, Xiao Xun could feel waves of heat, as if standing in a vast desert, inhaling the sweltering air. He could feel the air he exhaled carrying an intense warmth.
Is this how it is?
Xiao Xun looked up at the Hell Guardian, which resembled a fiery cloud, radiating uncontrollable heat as it charged towards him. A flicker of anger crossed his face. He pushed himself up forcefully.
If not for his high-tech equipment, that last palm strike could have been fatal. It seemed the Hell Guardian's power was indeed terrifying. He needed to evade its attacks and wait for an opportunity to strike.
Suddenly, Delvana appeared and, with a blink, teleported Xiao Xun away.
The ground where he had just stood was hit by a colossal fireball, and the resulting heatwave was clearly felt by Xiao Xun, even after he had teleported a hundred meters away.
The Hell Guardian had appeared before him at some unknown point. Facing a relentless storm of attacks, Xiao Xun directly drew the Managler, and pulled the trigger.
A green beam shot out, striking the newly appeared Hell Guardian heavily. With immense force, the Hell Guardian was sent flying backward.
The surprised Hell Guardian struggled to its feet, but at this moment, Xiao Xun, with a wicked grin, raised his hand. The bewildered Hell Guardian felt another green light explode before its eyes.
With a roar, it was once again blasted to the ground.
The astonished Hell Guardian was forced to maximize its defenses instantly.
At this point, Xiao Xun's wicked smile turned into one of helplessness.
He shook his head slightly and sighed, "What a pity, such a powerful creature will ultimately fall by my hand."
His dignity once again insulted, the enraged Hell Guardian could no longer suppress its emotions. It let out an furious roar and charged rapidly towards Xiao Xun.
Suddenly, a purple beam pierced the Hell Guardian's skull. To its dying moment, it had no idea what had happened.
Xiao Xun turned to look at Delvana, who was carrying a spiked halberd. "I haven't had enough fun yet."
"Forget it! The enemy's reinforcements are arriving soon, and if we don't leave now, it won't be easy."
Xiao Xun shrugged, found a piece of cloth, and hugged the still-hot King of Thrones.
Xiao Xun knew his first raid had been incredibly successful.
Not only had they gained considerable spoils, but they had also destroyed the enemy's important supply depots.
Most importantly, each of them had acquired a fitting set of armor, including the dwarves of the goblin tribe and the centaurs. The centaurs, in particular, looked incredibly imposing in their armor, appearing like mechanical constructs from afar.
Their weapons had also been upgraded to technologically advanced ones. The over three hundred warriors behind Xiao Xun had transformed into a force of the future.
The Undead were stunned. They couldn't comprehend how such a force had appeared. From the commencement of the battle to the present, the superior combat prowess displayed by this unit had filled them with dread.
Furthermore, some of these armors were similar to those of the Enslaved squad from the Scourge Legion in the past, being lightweight and capable of stealth based on the environment.
Xiao Xun and his forces' actions within the Undead territory had shattered the Undead's confidence and pride.
Once upon a time, their strongest combat units, which the Undead believed to be invincible, were revealed to be astonishingly fragile against Xiao Xun's small force of only three hundred men.
Despite trying countless methods to capture this unit, they were met only with failure. Using prophecies to predict the unit's movements? Designing traps to lure them in?