Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1031 - 1024: Feint to the East, Strike in the West

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1024: Feint to the East, Strike in the West

After a brief fight, Luo’er released the trigger and watched the Beastmen scrambling to flee, inevitably sinking into thought.

It was not so much the addition of the Advance Team that had caused the Beastmen’s attack to fail, but rather that something was off about them from the start, choosing to attack from this direction.

This direction spanned over eight hundred yards from the wall to the forest’s edge, even approaching one kilometer. Attacking from here meant the Beastmen had to charge across almost a kilometer of completely exposed ground.

Not to mention that the Advance Team could have decimated them before they got close, the rabbit-eared militia of Meila Village alone could have inflicted maximum casualties with their bolt-action rifles, so there was no reason for them to attack from this direction in the first place.

Even if they did attack, the Beastmen should have taken some cover, like piling sandbags on carts to shield from shooting or lighting fires to obscure visibility. But they did none of these, and simply charged foolishly to the wall. Instead of an attack, it seemed more like they were serving as a decoy.

"Decoy?" The word caused Luo’er’s heart to lurch, as he sensed what might be coming.

Just as he was about to order the rabbit-eared militia to fall back for defense, a villager came running hurriedly, pointing behind him while shouting, "Over there, many Beastmen are appearing, hundreds of them, so many, so many!"

"Damn, a feint from the east, but attack from the west!" Luo’er cursed.

"Just a few hundred, Luo’er. Let Feng hold them off for a while, and we’ll annihilate the enemies here before going to reinforce!" Cheng Ziang said indifferently to Luo’er.

"Right," Luo’er nodded, then turned and loudly ordered Feng, "Feng, go reinforce immediately!"

"Roger that!" Feng nodded, a stern and excited glint in his eyes, clearly looking forward to this moment.

"Fula, go and recon, then report back the situation!" Luo’er continued to command loudly.

"Received, going now!" The voice of Fulajie’er in his mind ended abruptly.

Feng, with a sword in one hand and controlling the ultra-mobility device at his waist, took a running start and leaped nearly ten meters high, flying towards the direction of the Beastmen’s attack. His movements caused a burst of exclamations from the rabbit-eared villagers.

"These Beastmen are quite something, knowing to feint and attack. We underestimated them, I thought they were just big, stupid brutes who only knew how to fight head-on," Cheng Ziang said, shaking his head.

"But how did hundreds of Beastmen get inside Oudallo’s territory? Has the Sunset Fortress already fallen?" Luo’er asked with a furrowed brow.

"I never thought Sunset Fortress played an effective role at any time. Beastmen that should come will still come; if it weren’t for us three years ago, Meila Village would have been slaughtered by now," Cheng Ziang said with a hint of mockery.

"Indeed, we can’t keep going on like this in Meila Village," Luo’er sighed.

"Yeah, no matter what, we need to relocate. Even if we don’t go to Lipei, we can’t stay in this damned place any longer," Cheng Ziang agreed.

"No matter what, let’s deal with the immediate threat first; the Advance Team is not the same as it was back then."

Having said this, Luo’er turned and commanded loudly, "Meila Village militia, stay and continue slaughtering the fleeing enemy; all members of the Advance Team, immediately move positions and reinforce the other side of the wall. Don’t let the Beastmen breach the wall’s defense!"

"Roger that!" Luo’er’s command received everyone’s response, so they stopped shooting and jumped off the wall, running towards the other side of the village.

On the other side, with the help of the ultra-mobility device, Feng reached the top of the wall in just a few bounds. Looking at the dark mass of Beastmen on the distant clearing, she didn’t even think before leaping high again, and then flew towards the Beastmen’s swarm.

Feng’s thinking was very straightforward. When Luo’er commanded her to attack, if there was no specific instruction on how to attack, she would opt for the most extreme approach, which was to exhaust all her magical power, leaving only enough to sustain her life.

Using the super mobility gear, combined with her natural jumping ability, Feng leapt almost thirty meters into the air and flew above the Beastman horde. Looking down at the dense crowd below her feet, Feng did not hesitate; she took a deep breath and began to mobilize the magic inside her body.

As said before, Feng’s use of magic only required her thoughts to mobilize it, without the need for incantations like Tangmo and the others, so mobilizing her magic was basically silent.

The robust magic from her Dantian was released, instantly swelling the veins in her body. This sense invigorated her as though she had been injected with adrenaline.

After completing the mobilization of her magic, she exhaled deeply, then held her long sword in both hands above her head, and as the force from the super mobility gear came to an end, her body began to fall freely from the sky.

The Beastmen stared dumbfounded at the small girl flying above them, attempting to shoot her with crossbows and firearms, but they were immediately blocked by an invisible shield around the girl, thanks to Fulajie’er’s efforts.

As the girl fell due to loss of inertia, the Beastmen grew even more excited, crowding towards her direction of descent. Those directly underneath her raised their weapons high, hoping to skewer her the moment she hit the ground.

However, they had clearly underestimated the strength of this little girl, mistaking her for a delicate loli that could be easily pushed over, not knowing she was a terrifying killer strong enough to cause alarm.

Without inertia, Feng fell straight to the ground like a kite with broken string. The moment she landed, the Beastmen heard the sounds of limbs tearing and comrades screaming, drowning out the sound of Feng’s impact.

Feng crashed heavily to the ground, kneeling on one knee, her long sword plunging deep into the soil. Accompanying her action, a visible ring of magic burst forth from her sword, spreading outwards.

Any Beastman touched by the ring, no matter how sturdy their armor or strong their body, seemed completely vulnerable before it.

The ring cut into their armor as if it were slicing through butter, bisecting them. Thick blood splattered everywhere; wherever the ring passed, no Beastman was spared from being cut in two, and they fell to the ground screaming, the cries of agony constant for a time.

The ring kept expanding until it reached a radius of about ten meters before stopping, leaving only severed corpses in its wake. The earth was soaked in the sticky blood of the Beastmen, and the stench of blood on the battlefield was so intense, it was nauseating.

With just one slash, Feng had killed nearly fifty Beastmen, demonstrating her formidable prowess. However, the Beastmen did not seem to be demoralized by the death and injury of their companions.

Seeing the bloody mess, rather than being terrified, they became more excited, howling as they rushed towards Feng.

Feng had not placed all her hopes on deterrence, and so she quickly drew her long sword from the soil, continuing to display her unique spell casting.

The battlefield was suddenly alight with the flashing of swords and swords; with each wave of her weapon, a Beastman was torn apart, but they remained undeterred, howling as they lunged at Feng.

In just five minutes of combat, over two hundred Beastmen had fallen by Feng’s hand, but they seemed to fight with escalating ferocity, continuing to charge at her relentlessly. On the contrary, after the peak of her strength, Feng started to show signs of struggle.

Several times she was ambushed by Beastmen from behind and the side. If Fula hadn’t promptly activated her shield for protection, Feng might have been captured by her foes long ago.

The way Feng used magic was to store it and then release it, or to put it simply, like charging a battery—so the capacity of the battery determined her combat strength.

In a short five minutes, she had released too much magic, resulting in a deficit within her body, further weakening her combat strength.

As her magic consumption was akin to a charging model, Feng could not absorb atmospheric magic for transmutation and release like traditional Mages, so once her body’s magic was exhausted, even if she was not killed by enemies, she would suffer from physical exhaustion and ultimately death due to a lack of magic.

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