The dense clanging of metal echoed across the ruins, and sparks flew like a waterfall.

The famous sword "Oni-maru" in Wada Hirayama's hand was so powerful that only afterimages could be seen, forming an impenetrable barrier of sword energy in front of him.

However, it didn't work.

Those arrows, shimmering with starlight, were no ordinary flying implements.

They have eyes and their own consciousness.

Whenever Wada Hirayama dodged an arrow aimed straight at his face, the arrow would defy the laws of physics, suddenly stop in mid-air, turn around, and pierce his back, armpit, or even his empty left sleeve at an even more treacherous angle.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Wada Hirayama's face, covered in age spots, was contorted in extreme pain. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his only remaining right arm began to tremble violently from the intense swinging. His hand was already split open, and blood flowed down the hilt of his sword.

What are these arrows?

These are clearly miniature missiles equipped with guidance systems!

"call out--!"

Another starlight arrow pierced the air, aiming straight for his throat.

Wada Hirayama gritted his teeth, flipped his wrist, and slashed upwards with the blade, striking the arrowhead. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"collapse!"

The arrow shattered.

But the enormous recoil caused the ruins beneath his feet to collapse once more, and he slid backward several meters.

Before he could catch his breath, three more arrows, arranged in a triangular pattern, blocked all his escape routes.

pressure.

The unprecedented pressure weighed on his heart like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

He Tianping was utterly shocked.

As an SS-level powerhouse, he has an extremely keen sense of aura.

The archer was nowhere to be seen, but the terrifying penetrating power contained in the arrow clearly indicated that he was an SS-level archer!

The lightning-type swordsman wielding the longsword is SS-rank.

The mage who unleashed the forbidden spell, Meteor Shower, was SS-rank.

This archer who's been shooting arrows from the shadows is actually SS-rank!

How many SS-class soldiers did the Great Xia Kingdom send this time?

No, to be precise, why does the Great Xia Kingdom have so many SS-rank characters?

Aren't they just Zhao Qingcang and that newly promoted Gandalf?

Where did these swordsmen and archers come from?

Could it be the hidden strength that the Great Xia Kingdom has been concealing all along?

Or is it...?

Numerous questions swirled in He Tianping's mind, leaving him in a state of utter confusion.

But he didn't have time to think, not even to blink.

The old injuries in my body started to ache again under such a high-intensity load, and it felt like countless ants were gnawing at my bone marrow.

"Old dog, getting distracted in battle can kill you."

A mocking and indifferent voice rang in his ears without warning.

He Tianpingshan felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart clenched.

when?!

He turned his head, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

Suddenly, Yasuo's figure appeared beside him in a very strange way, less than three meters away!

There was no wind, no thunder, and not even the movement of the air was disturbed.

It appeared out of thin air!

Space-based?!

Wada Hirayama was taken aback, and the thought flashed through his mind.

How is that possible?

What this guy just displayed was clearly extremely violent lightning power, so how come he also cultivates spatial power?

Yasuo looked at the horrified Wada Hirayama, sneered, and his long sword was emitting chilling golden lightning.

"Let's get going!"

Yasuo let out a low shout and plunged his longsword into ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) the void beneath his feet.

Skill——【Thousands of Thunders from Heaven】!

Rumble—!!!

Countless thick pillars of lightning, transformed into a cage for the gods, crashed down with a deafening roar, centered on Hetian Pingshan!

These lightning bolts are not meant to strike and kill, but rather to—draw!

Wada Hirayama felt as if his body was being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand. The force was so great that even his SS-level powerhouse body emitted a cracking sound as it could not bear the strain.

"Open it for me!"

Wada Hirayama roared, unleashing a crimson sword aura around his body in an attempt to sever the restraints.

But he was ultimately a step too late.

"Go down!"

Yasuo delivered a powerful, thunderous kick, slamming it into Heiji's chest.

"Bang--!!!"

With a loud bang, the heavy hammer struck the drum.

Several of Wada Hirayama's ribs immediately broke, and he was slammed to the ground by the terrifying force.

"Boom!"

The earth shattered.

The hard, ruined ground was smashed into a huge crater more than ten meters deep, and dust billowed up everywhere.

However, this is not the end.

The rain of arrows seized the opportunity to strike a fallen enemy, raining down with a deafening roar upon the deep pit where Hetian Pingshan was located!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

The piercing sound of something cutting through the air merged into a sharp whistle, threatening to puncture one's eardrums.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions echoed from the bottom of the pit; each arrow that fell triggered a violent energy explosion.

Starlight and lightning intertwined, turning the deep pit into a meat grinder.

The earth trembled, and the rubble groaned.

The entire West Gate area trembled under this terrifying offensive.

...

In the distance, inside the underground command center.

The chandelier overhead was shaking violently, and the water glass on the table was shaken and fell to the ground.

The voice of a frontline agent, filled with extreme excitement and trembling, came through the communicator:

"Report! Report!"

"Target Hetian and Hirayama have been decisively defeated! They have suffered a devastating blow!"

"Repeated! Devastating blow!"

"The energy reaction inside the pit is extremely chaotic at the moment, and the fate of He Tianpingshan is unknown!"

Just then, the communication light on another channel also lit up.

He was an agent in charge of reconnaissance in the east, his voice filled with terror and ecstasy:

"Team leader! The east side... the east side has been destroyed too!"

"That Lord Gandalf... he's practically a walking artillery platform!"

"He destroyed the defensive nexus of both the east and west city gates in succession!"

"Those Red Oni...those usually arrogant Red Oni were utterly defeated by his forbidden spell, not even leaving ashes!"

Listening to these battle reports one after another.

The atmosphere in the command room was ignited.

"Good! Well done!"

"Damn it, after all these years of pent-up frustration, it's finally time for these little devils to get beaten up!"

Tang Qi clenched his fists, his heart pounding with excitement.

But he was, after all, a veteran agent, and reason allowed him to quickly calm down.

He shouted into the microphone:

"Don't get too excited!"

"That's an SS-rank, they won't die that easily!"

"Everyone, listen up! Take this opportunity and hurry to escort as many people out of the city as possible!"

"We'll save as many as we can!"

"Don't waste the opportunity these adults have given us!"

...

The center of the battlefield.

The smoke and dust cleared.

At the edge of that deep pit, the soil had been sintered by the high temperature into a glassy state.

"Cough...cough cough..."

A violent coughing sound came from the bottom of the pit.

Immediately afterwards, a bloodied and mangled hand gripped the edge of the pit.

Wada Pingshan.

He's not dead yet.

But his current appearance is extremely miserable.

The once majestic black kimono had been reduced to a few tattered strips hanging on his body, revealing his withered and aged body beneath.

He was covered in blood, with arrow wounds and charred marks from lightning strikes everywhere.

Especially in the chest area, a large section has collapsed, and all the ribs are broken.

But he is still alive.

"Great Xia... Great Xia..."

Wada Hirayama let out a low growl filled with extreme resentment from his throat.

He struggled to climb out of the deep pit and stood up unsteadily.

With a flick of his wrist, a purple potion radiating a rich life force appeared in his hand.

Advanced recovery potion.

He tilted his head back and gulped it down.

Sizzle sizzle—

Visibly, the wounds on his body began to writhe, granulation tissue grew, and the broken bones were forcibly reconnected under the influence of the medicine.

"call......"

He Tianpingshan exhaled a breath of bloody, foul air.

He flew into the sky again, but this time, his eyes no longer held contempt, only fear and madness.

He alone is no match for these three monsters.

If the fight continues, he will surely die.

Wada Hirayama turned his head and looked towards Takamagahara, the center of Tokyo.

He let out a piercing scream:

"Master Shokage!!!"

"Having come this far, you still aren't planning to make a move?!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, echoing throughout the entire city of Tokyo.

Yasuo frowned, held his longsword horizontally, and looked warily in that direction.

Just as Heiyama Wada finished speaking.

A chilling coldness suddenly enveloped the entire world without warning.

"Hehehe..."

A hoarse, dry laugh, yet tinged with an indescribable wickedness, came from the direction of Takamagahara.

The laughter echoed directly in everyone's minds, sending chills down their spines.

"What's the rush..."

"Little Wada, you're still so impatient."

"Even I need some preparation time."

As they were talking.

The sky over the entire city of Tokyo suddenly darkened.

It's not that dark clouds are obscuring the sun.

Instead, it was a viscous darkness, like ink dripping into clear water, quickly spreading out.

In that endless darkness.

Countless pairs of scarlet eyes slowly opened.

A Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!