The Herb King

Chapter 342 Carnage and Chaos

The bear-headed Underworlder raised his gigantic war hammer to deflect the energy arrow. He then roared at Aenwyn as he aggressively leaped towards her. The ground beneath his feet crumbled into powder under his weight and strength.

He raised his war hammer and arched his body as he struck down with a furious look.

Aenwyn quickly retreated while firing more energy arrows, but her attacks seemed to have no effect as they merely bounced off the armor of the bear-headed Underworlder. Seeing this, she was shocked in her heart. The defensive ability of this guy was so high that even her lethal energy arrows proved to be useless. "Then how about this?" She gathered more world essence into her bow as she slowly pulled the string.

A huge energy arrow in the shape of a sword slowly condensed at the tip of her fingers. She then released the string after aiming for the bear-headed Underworlder's giant body.

Swoosh!

The energy sword arrow flew so fast that it looked like it was a bolt of lightning. The bear-headed Underworlder failed to react in time and was struck by the energy sword arrow!

His heavy armor cracked before a huge part of it crumbled into pieces. The bear-headed Underworlder grunted as he was forced to take three steps back before he managed to stabilize himself by smashing his hammer to the ground. "This elven woman attacks so fast." He muttered as he clutched the bleeding wound on his chest. The injury wasn't fatal, but if he would receive more injuries like this, it would soon hinder his fighting prowess.

"Boss, we are here to help you!" Three more Level 5 Underworlders emerged behind the bear-headed Underworlder.

Aenwyn was forced to temporarily retreat with Ramiel after the arrival of three enemy reinforcements. They weren't strong enough to fight four powerful Level 5 warriors yet.

Ramiel's wounds were healing at a fast rate with the help of his recovery pills. "Sir Victor, it's time for you to make a move!" He muttered to the device in his hand.

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"I'm on my way. Hang on!" There was a sound of intense fighting behind Victor. The loud clashing of their weapons echoed over the device.

Soon, he noticed a giant cloud of dust behind the Iron Blood Battalion's formation. He also saw the flag of Victor's army. They were attacking the rear of the enemy's formation.

"Go back and deal with those guys!" The bear-headed Underworlder commanded to the three Level 5 warriors. "Yes, boss!" The three experts immediately went back to the rear to stop Victor's army from killing more of their soldiers.

The sounds of fighting intensified.

Meanwhile, Victor and the other three Holy Generals were breaking through the rear of the Iron Blood Battalion. Behind them were the ferocious soldiers of the Mystic Island.

Eliazar was holding a halberd with a crescent-shaped blade. With every swing of his halberd, dozens of Underworlders would perish! Because of the size of his weapon and his wide range of skills, he was the most eye-catching among the four Holy Generals.

Kayu summoned flame spell after flame spell, which burned the enemies into ashes! Her expression was filled with ruthlessness as released more fire balls.

Omar who had hosted the grand competition also showed off his prowess. He summoned a powerful Flame Rune that incinerated the warriors in their path!

Soon, the three Level 5 Underworlders came to stop them. The two sides clashed intensely and their fierce battle caused the earth to tremble violently. Loud explosions echoed from time to time as their weapons clashed. Some unlucky soldiers were even killed in the aftermath of their collision.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was a scene of carnage and chaos. Blood and amputated body parts flew in all directions. The ground was already filled with corpses and there was no place to step into.

The four Holy Generals fought aggressively, but the three Underworlders were too powerful that even with the slight disadvantage in numbers, they still managed to evenly fight against them.

Victor lifted his shield to block the attack of an eagle-headed Underworlder.

Bang!

Victor's shield trembled and his arm felt numb under the intense might of the attack. However, his expression remained the same. He kept his shield in front of him to block more attacks to protect his allies. He also slashed his sword when the enemies showed some weakness.

"It's not working. These guys are too strong! We need reinforcements!" Eliazar muttered as he continuously swung his halberd. His arms were already starting to feel sore after swinging his weapon for who knows how long.

"Call them quick!" Victor shouted.

"Cover me! I'll make the call." Omar shouted as he retreated. He took out his Communication Rune and called for reinforcements.

The person who answered his call was Lark Whitmond. The guy just arrived after confirming that the Paramount Heaven Empire was safe. He came with two Level 5 Espers and a large army of elite soldiers.

"We will be there in a few minutes! Just hold on!" Lark shouted over the device. After dropping the call, he led his army to help the four Holy Generals who were surrounded on all sides.

The Underworlder army started to lose ground after the arrival of the Paramount Heaven Empire's army on the battlefield.

Lark's army swiftly broke through the encirclement. They could already see the fearsome battle between the four Holy Generals and the three Level 5 Underworlders. From what they could see, the four Holy Generals were struggling.

"We are here!" Lark shouted as he grabbed his Claymore. It was a Divine-Rated weapon that has developed its own spirit. He awakened the spirit of the Claymore, making his attacks more powerful! The Underworlders who tried to stop him were slashed in half. No one managed to stop him!

Upon his arrival, the three Level 5 Underworlders finally showed signs of exhaustion. They had been battling with the four Holy Generals and they were starting to feel fatigued. Furthermore, with Lark Whitmond's intervention, the pressure on them has increased.

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General Trevor eyed the lion-headed Underworlder who was protected by many high-level experts. There were seven Level 5 warriors around him, protecting him from all sides.

The old general clicked his tongue when he saw the tight defenses. "How should we deal with those fellows?" He asked the people around him while killing the Underworlders that went near them.

Einar has already joined them after he had brought back the young ones to the Barden Territory. He furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the heavily-defended leader of the Underworlders. "I'll deal with him. You guys take care of the rest!" He muttered.

The Level 5 Espers nodded their heads sternly. There were fourteen of them including Einar and General Trevor. General Gilbert Holt was also with them.

"Let's go!" Einar grabbed two gigantic swords and dashed out with heavy footsteps.

"Follow, Sir Einar! Quick!" General Trevor shouted as he charged forward. The others soon followed with their weapons raised in midair.

Their sudden attack stunned the lion-headed Underworlder, but he quickly gave a command to his subordinates. "Kill them!"

The seven Level 5 Underworlders immediately moved after receiving his command.

Einar saw two Level 5 Underworlders in front of him. They were trying to prevent him from moving further, but Einar didn't give a shit about them. He tapped his foot and leaped into the air. He then slashed out his two giant swords, sending two huge sword beams towards the lion-headed Underworlder.

"Impudent!" The lion-headed Underworlder was enraged. He took out a giant shield that blocked the two sword beams.

Bang! Bang!

The two sword beams only managed to leave small white marks on the shield.

"A high-grade Divine-Rated artifact!" He cried out in shock after identifying the power of the shield.

Einar frowned and executed more powerful attacks. However, all of them were either blocked or deflected by the lion-headed Underworlder's shield.

The shield in his hand was quite obviously a very powerful Divine-Rated artifact.

While the two of them were fighting, the battle between General Trevor and the others had also started. There were thirteen of them and there were only seven opponents. One enemy already died, but two of their comrades perished. At this moment, there were only eleven of them left, while the enemy still had six people.

"Argh!" General Gilbert Holt cried out in pain as one of his arms was cut off.

"Gilbert!" General Trevor shouted in rage after seeing the scene. He hurriedly went to support Gilbert. "You go and retreat first."

"No! If I leave, you guys will be at a disadvantage! I will stay here!" Gilbert's face was filled with sweat as he uttered those words. He quickly bandaged his wounds to prevent more blood loss.

General Trevor sighed when he heard this. "Alright, but you have to be careful."

After that short interaction, the two old generals once again joined the fray.