The dwarf warriors' eyes had originally held a hint of the fortitude to fight, but when the Evil Miasma Demon Queen's true form appeared before them, that hint of fortitude flickered and died like a candle in the wind. An invisible chill instantly froze their souls, leaving them feeling a little desperate!
She was terrifying! She weighed heavily on the hearts of every dwarf warrior.
She had a bloated figure like a small mountain, and her huge body seemed to be made of countless sins and darkness. Every movement seemed to make the earth tremble slightly. Her arms, which were thicker than giant trees, were bulging with muscles. Her body was covered with countless deformed flesh tumors that squirmed and spat poisonous mist. The poisonous mist continued to spew out from between the gaps in the flesh tumors, exuding a nauseating stench of decay.
She was covered in iron cages containing Native Demons. The cages clanged and rattled as she moved, and the demons inside seemed agitated by the excitement of the impending slaughter, flashing bloodthirsty glances through the gaps in the cages.
Not to mention Morrigan's face, which has deformed features and scarlet eyes.
Just being stared at by Morrigan, just hearing her breathing and gasping for breath,
was enough to cause the Dwarven City Guard, who had only seen the tide of beasts at most, to fall into disarray.
That evil aura was like a surging black tide, tightly surrounding the dwarves and eroding their will. The originally neat ranks began to fall into chaos. Some dwarf warriors had dull expressions in their eyes, and they couldn't hold their weapons steady, almost dropping them; others had pale faces and their bodies recoiled uncontrollably.
So, while Morrigan used her own powerful brute strength to push the door, she stepped on the victims under her feet and squeezed her way through the door. With each forceful push, the door let out a wail of pain. The victims under her feet also let out miserable screams, their bodies twisting and deforming under her feet, blood splattering on the ground.
Many of the city defense soldiers, despite holding sharp weapons and solid shields, their hands trembled at all times. The trembling was like an uncontrollable instinctive reaction. Their hands, which were holding their weapons tightly, were white from the excessive force, but they still could not stop the uncontrollable trembling. The shields also swayed with the trembling of the hands, making a slight clanging sound, as if they were also trembling in this terrifying atmosphere.
As the city gates were not closed in time, more and more Native Demons poured out from behind the Evil Miasma Demon Queen and at her feet, flooding into the barbarian stone town like a burst dam. They were like a swarm of locusts that had been starving for a long time, impatiently rushing towards the town full of vitality.
There were so many Native Demons, that it was suffocating. Even if the city defenders looked down from the walls, all they could see was a dark sea writhing in a frenzy, the sight of the demons' bodies crushing and colliding with one another. They screamed, and the noise was deafening, a symphony of creepy sounds from hell, expressing their endless evil and greed.
The only color that could be seen in this dark sea was the scarlet eyes of these abyss monsters.
Faced with this scene, the faces of the city defense soldiers were full of fear.
But not everyone was that weak.
"Don't be afraid, brothers!”
Aiden, the captain of the town defense force at the north gate, a burly dwarf with a brown beard, took a sharp step forward, and the armor on his body made a clanging sound as he did so. His sudden roar woke up the rest of the soldiers present. The brown beard shook violently with the breath exhaled during the roar.
His voice was loud and full of magnetism. Even in the midst of the most chaotic battle, it was like magic, piercing the screaming and noise of the demons and drilling straight into the ears of every warrior, awakening their courage.
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"We are the elite, glorious warriors of the dwarves. Those monsters are actually pitifully weak!”
Aiden, with Level-8 strength, stood tall and straight in front of the group. His strong hands held a sharp blade, which gleamed coldly in the light. The muscles on his arms were clearly defined and tensed as he pointed at the Native Demon that had already entered.
“This huge monster is stuck at the city gate and cannot attack us. As long as we work together to repel her and the monsters around her, we can re-seal the gate and defend our town!"
As Aiden spoke, he scanned the surrounding warriors with a sharp gaze, his eyes like an infusion of courage and strength for each warrior.
“Team 1, 2, and 3, follow me to fight off the monsters that have already rushed in. Team 4, activates the trebuchet to attack the monsters outside the city. Team 5, stands on the watchtower and uses bows and arrows to assist Team 4. Team 6, send more people to resist the city gate..."
Aiden calmed down and arranged things methodically.
After finishing speaking, Aiden charged forward, leading the way into the monsters that had already flooded into the town. He gathered the power of the elements, and a faint halo of light appeared around him. Wielding his sword, he let out a whistling sound.
The two Native Demons did not have time to react before Aiden's sword cut them down. The sword cut into the demons' bodies with precision, as if it were slicing through butter. Black blood spurted out and splattered onto the ground, emitting a pungent smell.
“Charge with me, brothers!”
Seeing Captain Aiden perform so effortlessly, the other dwarf warriors around him also ignited their fighting spirit. Their previously listless bodies straightened up again, their weapons gripped tightly in their hands, and their breathing became rapid.
“Swish!”
The weapons in the hands of the dwarf warriors swung, and the two sides began to clash.
There was indeed a significant difference in individual strength between the Native Demons and the dwarf warriors. One after another, the Native Demons died under the weapons of the dwarf warriors.
Level-8 brown-bearded dwarf Aiden was like a harvesting machine, killing the Native Demons that kept pouring in. He moved freely among the demons, and every time he swung his blade, a black mist of blood would rise. His brown beard was covered in demon blood, but his eyes remained firm.
But the Native Demons were just too numerous, like a swarm of locusts that could never be killed. They kept pouring through the open city gates and flooding into Gluia Town. Wave after wave, they charged at the dwarf warriors, one after the other.
Aiden glanced at the dwarf warriors around him with a hint of worry in his eyes. The dwarf warriors were already beginning to show some wounds on their bodies, wounds that had been inflicted by the claws of the demons. The skin around the wounds had already started to turn black and blue. Although these ugly monsters were relatively weak, their numbers were just too large, and the dwarf warriors were already showing signs of fatigue. If this continued, sooner or later they would be dragged down!
As the captain of the town defense force at the north gate, he needed a plan to break the stalemate.
As he swung his blade to kill the Native Demon, he got closer and closer to the Evil Miasma Demon Queen, who was using both hands to hold the town gate shut.
Aiden knew that if he could hurt the Morrigan and knock her back, the town gate would close again, buying Gluia Town some breathing space.
He had already sent several warriors ahead to deliver the message, and as long as the other town defense forces could come to his support, the crisis could be averted.
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Note: Gluia Town's army is mainly composed of multiple town defense forces. Their usual task is to guard the city gates and patrol the town. They wear uniform armor, carry various weapons, and maintain order in every corner of the town. In addition to the town defense force, Gluia Town also has an army, the elite force trained by the Yale Chamber of Commerce. The selected dwarf warriors are all carefully selected, powerful, and equipped with excellent equipment. The leader of the elite force is Edgar.
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Just as Aiden was closing in on the city gate, a dozen Native Demons formed a strange formation at the extremely chaotic city gate, blocking Aiden's advance on the side.
These Native Demons had been swarming up in a chaotic and disorderly manner, but now they seemed to have been suddenly controlled by some mysterious force. Their positions were staggered, forming a tight defensive line. A strange light flashed in their eyes, no longer the simple bloodlust and madness they had before.
Aiden's eyes flashed with doubt, and his bushy eyebrows wrinkled slightly. His gaze scanned back and forth over these demons, trying to find some clues.
Although he was not afraid of these Native Demons, Aiden chose to slightly change his position to avoid their blockade in order to save his strength.
Aiden's body flexibly turned to the front left, and his feet moved lightly. Just as Aiden had just changed his position, a foul-smelling and cold wind came from behind him!
Aiden, with his keen senses, reacted instantly. He swung his long sword with a cold light behind him, blocking the incoming sharp claws.
Aiden turned around and took a closer look. They were several monsters with dark bodies, long but twisted limbs, and goat-like skulls. They looked slightly larger than the previous monsters.
These were the Shadow Demons.