Chapter 92: Chapter 90: The Only Eye in the Blood Mist! A Sword Cultivator Descends

The old man walked up to the altar.

He raised the Bone Staff in his hand high.

"By my blood, I summon the souls of ten thousand beasts!"

"Blood Mist... rise!"

He slit his wrist with the tip of the Bone Staff.

Black blood dripped onto the eye of the altar’s array.

HUM—

The entire altar’s dark red markings lit up instantly.

An evil, frigid aura shot into the sky and spread toward the distant battlefield.

Golden Ears Farm.

The defenders, who had just breathed a sigh of relief after the aerial threat was neutralized, suddenly noticed a strange change on the battlefield.

On the plain piled with nearly ten thousand Demon Beast corpses, the stench of blood permeating the bodies began to coalesce.

Wisps of dark red mist began to rise from the mangled carcasses.

At first, it was very thin.

But soon, the mist grew thicker and thicker.

It gathered into a visible red sea of clouds, slowly drifting toward the farm’s defensive line.

"What is that?"

A guard standing atop the wall rubbed his eyes and asked uncertainly.

"Fog?"

"Why is it red?"

As the blood mist drew closer, an indescribable feeling of agitation began to well up in everyone’s hearts.

The blood mist came on quickly and suddenly.

At first, it was just a faint red smoke rising from the corpses on the battlefield.

But in the blink of an eye, it seemed to take on a life of its own, converging into a thick, churning sea of clouds.

This sea of clouds silently swallowed the entire plain and began to spread toward the main fortress of Golden Ears Farm.

"There’s something strange about this fog!"

On the city wall, a guard rubbed his eyes hard.

He felt his head start to spin, and a nameless rage welled up in his chest. He just wanted to find something and smash it to pieces.

His comrades around him weren’t faring much better.

Their once-steady breathing became ragged, and their eyes began to fill with unnatural, bloodshot veins.

An even more terrifying change occurred among the remaining Demon Beasts from the horde.

The moment they were enveloped by the blood mist, the already exhausted Demon Beasts let out a unified, agonized, and frenzied roar.

Their muscles swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their wounds stopped bleeding, instead filling with a purplish-black substance.

Bizarre, blood-colored patterns appeared on the surface of their bodies.

"ROAR!"

A Wind Blade Wolf, whose foreleg had been blown off by a machine cannon, abruptly reared up.

On its three remaining legs, it charged toward the city wall faster than before.

Its eyes were now completely blood-red, leaving only a pure desire for destruction.

"They’ve gone crazy!"

"Attack! Quickly, attack!"

Wang Defa’s heart sank as he bellowed a sharp command.

He could feel that the auras of these Demon Beasts had surged by at least thirty percent.

They were burning their own life force in exchange for a final, frenzied rampage.

In an instant, the pressure on the defensive line, which had been easing, suddenly skyrocketed.

The guards’ Spiritual Energy Rifles were far less effective against these Demon Beasts.

It often took several times the firepower to kill them completely.

On the main battlefield, Lei Zhen had also run into trouble.

"All monitoring units are offline!"

"Infrared imaging systems are experiencing heavy interference!"

"The Spiritual Energy Radar screen is just static!"

Inside the cockpit of the Black Bear Battle Armor, shrill alarms blared.

All the tactical screens in front of Lei Zhen had turned into meaningless fields of red noise.

He was completely blind.

He could only see less than fifty meters outside through the narrow physical viewport.

"Dammit!"

Lei Zhen slammed his fist on the control console.

He knew this was the work of the Evil Cultists.

This blood mist didn’t just block sight; it could also shield against all detection equipment.

"Iron Armor Camp! Covering fire, full retreat!"

"Fall back to the main fortress’s defense perimeter!"

Lei Zhen gave the order decisively.

If they stayed here, not only would they be unable to effectively engage the enemy, but they might also be hit by friendly fire in the confusion.

Dozens of steel behemoths immediately turned around.

They formed a moving circular formation, back-to-back, and carefully retreated toward the fortress.

Inside the Command Tower.

Zhou Ping watched as all the icons on the main screen simultaneously turned into red "SIGNAL LOST" markers. The color instantly drained from his chubby face.

"Comms! What’s the status on comms?!"

He grabbed a technician by the collar and asked hoarsely.

"It’s no good, Director Zhou!"

"All external radio channels are being jammed!"

"We’ve lost contact with Director Lei, with the flight team... even with East Sea City!"

The technician’s voice was on the verge of tears.

Golden Ears Farm had become an information island.

High in the sky, Han Feng also immediately noticed the anomaly in the communication channels.

"Captain? Director Lei? Come in, please respond!"

The only answer he received was the hiss of static.

He activated his Spiritual Vision, and the world below became incredibly bizarre.

A thick blood mist covered the entire farm like a dirty red cloth.

He could barely make out the blurry halos of the fortress and its searchlights.

Everything else was twisted together, the lines of energy a chaotic mess.

Just then, another disturbance came from the ground.

A dozen or so high-energy creatures suddenly emerged from within the farm.

Han Feng’s eyes turned cold as he immediately pushed the nose of his aircraft down.

The Gray Donkey’s machine cannon roared once more.

However, these tunneling worms were far more cunning than the earlier Earthworm Demon Insects.

They would strike once and then retreat back into the ground, waiting for the cannon fire to pass before popping up somewhere else.

They gave Han Feng no chance for a sustained hit.

In just a few minutes, it was like a game of whack-a-mole for Han Feng, and he quickly exhausted his last remaining ammo supply.

The cannon barrel glowed red from overheating.

But below, the worms continued to burrow.

On the tarmac.

Zhang Hao and the others were using the hangar for cover, futilely firing their assault rifles at the elusive tunneling worms.

"Damn it! These long bastards are disgusting!"

Wang Meng emptied a magazine, but the bullets only sparked off the creature’s slimy skin.

Just then, Old Liu suddenly pointed at the sky and cried out.

"Look! It’s Han Feng!"

"He’s coming in to land!"

Everyone looked up.

The Gray Donkey was descending, lined up with the runway.

"Oh no!"

Zhang Hao’s expression changed in an instant.

Just moments ago, a new fissure had appeared in the middle of the runway—the final masterpiece left behind by Xue Si before his escape.

The originally 120-meter runway was now less than eighty meters long!

"Han Feng! Don’t land!"

"The runway’s broken again!"

Zhang Hao roared with all his might, his throat raw.

Wang Meng and Gu Yun shouted along with him.

But their voices were insignificant amidst the roar of the engines and the chaotic noise of the battlefield.

They could only watch helplessly as the Gray Donkey’s landing gear touched the ground, sending two blinding streams of sparks across the runway.

Everyone’s hearts leaped into their throats.

Eighty meters!

For a heavy support aircraft, that was an absolute death sentence of a distance!

In the cockpit.

The instant he touched down, Han Feng saw the menacing fissure at the end of the runway with his Spiritual Vision.

His pupils contracted violently.

’Stop!’

Han Feng roared in his mind as the Qi Blood in his body erupted without reservation.

He wasn’t just decelerating.

He was using the power of the Sword Control Technique to forcibly fight against the massive forward inertia of the entire aircraft!

SCREECH—

The sound of metal twisting under immense strain echoed across the field.

The Gray Donkey’s fuselage carved an incredibly exaggerated S-shaped path across the ground, like an out-of-control car drifting.

Less than five meters from the edge of the fissure.

The steel beast finally shuddered to a stop after one last violent tremor.