25: Chapter 25 Powerful Trump Card

Zhou Yanlie's offensive was swift and fierce; the towering oak wall was completely unable to withstand a single blow before him.

As for the elves behind the wall, they had just finished firing a volley of arrows and hadn't even nocked the second set before they saw that their front-line defenses had already been breached.

More than a dozen cultivators in white stood at the breach in the wall, their murderous intent overflowing like starving wolves.

"Fire! Fire quickly! Elf mages, do not stop casting; there are very few of them!" A squad leader quickly snapped back to his senses, raised his long blade, and issued orders to the soldiers behind him.

In an instant, a sky-covering rain of green arrows descended.

Those who fired these arrows were all professional archers from the Elf Legion. Every arrow was coated with corrosive magic, and their angles were tricky, sealing off all escape routes for the cultivators.

However, these cultivators did not panic; instead, they looked at the elves present with playful gazes.

Zhou Yanlie raised his hand, and surging spiritual energy overflowed, forming a massive spiritual barrier. In an instant, all the arrows were blocked by the spiritual energy, unable to advance even a single inch further.

Zhou Yanlie slightly clenched his palm and blew a breath of hot air from his mouth; all the arrows were instantly ignited.

A breeze blew by, and the sky-filling rain of arrows turned into ashes.

If the arrows fired by this group of elves had been magical artifacts, Zhou Yanlie might have suffered a bit, but unfortunately, they were only ordinary arrows imbued with Sharpness spells.

Zhou Yanlie taught this group of elves a lesson: in the face of absolute power, even the most superb archery is useless.

Seeing this scene, the Oak Elder broke out in a cold sweat. He did not hesitate and immediately used the strongest forest spell within his knowledge.

"Oh, Mother of Nature, please respond to my call, grant me supreme power, and punish this group of arrogant enemies!"

The staff in the Oak Elder's hand floated into mid-air, and endless natural magic erupted from the green gemstone on the staff.

Under the radiance of the magic, the forest began to stir. Massive trees burst from the ground, gradually forming a giant Oak Warrior with the green gemstone as its core.

At the same time, Zhou Yanlie, having broken through the wooden wall, also noticed the giant that had appeared on the field.

However, before noticing the giant, he first noticed the green gemstone used by the Oak Elder for the summoning. He could sense a trace of Yang Bai's aura from that gemstone.

A smile appeared on Zhou Yanlie's face; he immediately realized that the gemstone was definitely a good item.

Zhou Yanlie drew a decapitation broadsword from behind his back and said coldly: "Leave that wooden puppet and the two guys next to it to me. You all take care of the rest."

Zhao Xin laughed heartily, swung his sword to cleave apart the elven guards coming to block him, and said: "General Zhou, you'd better hurry. These small fries are too weak; I can kill them all in about three minutes."

"In that case, it seems I need to hurry."

Zhou Yanlie's expression stiffened, then flames erupted from his body, and he directly entered a state of full fury.

The next second, Zhou Yanlie transformed into a fireball and charged directly toward the center of the Elf Legion.

As for the elven guards blocking the way, most of them were at the third level of Qi Refining. In front of Zhou Yanlie, they were all just cabbages to be sliced one by one.

In just ten seconds, Zhou Yanlie left a trail of charred ground and arrived in front of the Oak Giant.

The Oak Warrior roared and raised its two massive wooden fists to slam down.

Facing the Oak Warrior's full-force blow, Zhou Yanlie did not dodge; he raised his decapitation broadsword and began to fight the Oak Giant.

Zhou Yanlie's earlier perception was correct; the green gemstone in the Oak Elder's hand used to summon the giant was indeed not an ordinary item. It was a Hero-grade [Heart of the Oak Sage], a special equipment card for use only by hero units.

In addition, the Oak Elder's special ability was to raise the strength of summoned creatures by one level, so the strength of this Oak Warrior was already at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

On the other hand, after consuming the [Spirit Blood Vermilion Fruit] and cultivating for a few months, Zhou Yanlie's strength had only reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

But Zhou Yanlie was a cultivator who possessed the bloodline of the Candle Dragon.

Fighting the seventh level from the sixth level was not a problem.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

Zhou Yanlie's flaming blade energy rampaged, and its terrifying power tore the Oak Warrior's skin apart.

"What terrifying power! You are not humans; what race are you?!"

The Oak Elder exclaimed in surprise.

One must know that the Ancient Oak Warrior was the trump card of their Elf Legion; the skin on its body was a powerful defensive layer capable of withstanding attacks from first-tier familiars.

And now, under Zhou Yanlie's offensive, the Oak Warrior was being peeled layer by layer, like an onion.

In less than a minute, the six-meter-tall Oak Warrior was essentially cut in half at the waist, with charred holes all over its body; it looked as miserable as could be.

"Break!"

Zhou Yanlie slashed at the Oak Warrior's chest with his blade, then pried open the oak wood in front to see the green gemstone core inside its body.

Just as Zhou Yanlie was preparing to remove it, the Elf Priestess also completed her spellcasting.

"Holy Evolution!"

The Elf Priestess chanted ancient incantations, her body rapidly entering a state of exhaustion. A magnificent green ball of light was spat from her mouth and landed on the Oak Warrior.

In an instant, all the wounds on the Oak Warrior's body healed completely. Its stature grew taller, two primitive oak broadswords appeared by its side, and its emerald-green limbs transformed into deep green, ancient wood.

The five-meter-tall Oak Warrior directly transformed into a ten-meter-tall Ancient Oak Giant wielding a greatsword.

[Ancient Oak Giant], Health fully restored, all attributes increased, all resistances increased, strength at the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The Oak Giant extended its massive hand, grabbed Zhou Yanlie directly, and squeezed with its palm. A cloud of blood mist burst from the gaps between its fingers, and then it threw Zhou Yanlie aside.

Seeing the Oak Giant be so effective, the Elf Priestess also breathed a sigh of relief, sat down weakly to the side, and laughed: "Haha, Ancient Oak Giant! As long as we summon it, we are invincible."

"Pfft!"

A black blade pierced through her chest.

The Elf Priestess didn't react in time; she looked at the blade in her chest, her arm trembling slightly as if wanting to perform some action.

The black blade was pulled out, then it pierced through her neck, and it showed no signs of stopping.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"...

The Elf Priestess fell to the ground. Before losing consciousness, she saw the ground filled with headless elven elites, the Oak Elder who had been stabbed into a hedgehog, and more than a dozen assassins rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

'When...'

The Elf Priestess's eyes dimmed, and she completely lost her vitality.

That's right, on the battlefield, the ones wanting to kill the enemy leaders were not just Zhou Yanlie, but also the assassin killers from White Jade Capital.

Those assassin cultivators who smelled the scent of blood did not care for the small fry; as early as when Zhou Yanlie blasted open the wall, this group of assassins had already sneaked in.

Ying Sha wiped the black blade in his hand, tore the necklace from the Elf Priestess's chest, and shoved it into his pocket.

A cultivator dressed in a white assassin's outfit toyed with a wooden carving of the Mother of Nature, then fished a note out of a hidden compartment beneath the carving.

Seeing the information on the note, the assassin cultivator raised an eyebrow, then hid it away.

After confirming there were no other important items, the assassin cultivator asked: "Brother Ying Sha, what about that wooden puppet? Do we need to help General Zhou?"

As his voice fell, the sound of a dragon's roar came from the battlefield.

"Help? Help my ass! When General Zhou gets serious, he can even injure Elder Chu."

Ying Sha sneered, then slipped into the darkness and said: "Hurry up and run. When General Zhou activates his True Dragon state, his brain and eyes will be scorched; at that point, he won't recognize anyone, and anything that breathes hot air will have to die."