Chapter 152: Chapter 151: High Tier Battlefield

The battlefield was bright.

Because it was filled with the light of fire.

Flames were everywhere, in the sky and on the ground.

In the sky, five enormous Fire Dragons soared.

Their great shrieks followed their flight, echoing across the entire battlefield.

The Fire Dragons soared for a moment, then quickly began to Dive.

Their maws gaped open, and a thick plume of Dragon Flame shot down.

It lit up the sky and the earth like a bolt of lightning.

The Dragon Flame stirred up a fiery wind.

A scorching heatwave rolled out, carrying the choking stench of burnt sulfur.

Everywhere the Dragon Flame passed, a raging inferno ignited.

It drew brilliant lines of fire across the entire battlefield.

Many unlucky Soldiers were burned to a crisp.

A battlefield cremation, one could say.

However, many surviving Soldiers were still fighting back.

Hundreds of Archers from various Races drew their Bows with all their might.

There were Magic Arrows from the Elf Bowmen.

Highly Poisonous Javelins thrown by the Giants.

And Ice Crossbow Arrows fired by the Elite Crossbowmen.

Bursting Arrows shot by the Beastman Archers.

All kinds of Arrows and Javelins shot upward in defiance; even the Fire Dragons could be harmed by them.

A few had already struck the Fire Dragons’ belly scales and wings.

Beside the Archers, dozens of Mages stood with their hands glowing with light.

Fire Mages, Ice Mages, Thunder Mages, and more.

All sorts of Remote Magic were fired continuously.

Fireballs whistled past, trailing scorched smoke.

Ice Spears raced forward, condensing a white mist.

Bolts of lightning struck down, leaving trails of electricity.

The dragons in the sky, now being hit, roared in fury and spewed another mouthful of Dragon Flame.

But the Mages opened their Spiritual Shields in time, deflecting the thick Dragon Flame to the side.

On the left flank of the battlefield.

Here, there were hundreds of Fire Elements, their entire bodies emanating an orange-yellow Flame.

Some Soldiers, covered in a golden glow, approached them.

They fiercely swung their Great Swords, cleaving the Fire Elements apart.

But the moment a Fire Element shattered, it violently exploded, sending that Warrior flying a great distance.

The commander immediately recalled the Soldiers.

’It seems these Fire Elements are difficult to engage in melee. They must be eliminated with ranged support.’

The Fire Elements waved their arms, and one Fireball after another flew out.

With hundreds of Fire Elements waving their arms, hundreds of Fireballs shot forth.

It was like a meteor shower of fire raining from the sky.

They bombarded the Human formation on this side.

Suddenly!

A shower of ice rained down.

The Fireballs were immediately extinguished in mid-air.

The ice shower grew heavier, and needles of ice shot toward the swarm of Fire Elements.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! Several Fire Elements were extinguished, helplessly erupting in a series of dying explosions.

But this ice shower could not last for long and quickly disappeared.

The Fire Elements gathered once more and again fired volleys of Fireballs.

The Mages supplemented their Spiritual Power and recovered their Physical Strength.

Once again, they used Ice Spiritual Techniques, blasting the Fire Elements.

There were also some summoned Flame Puppets and Ice Puppets, all marching forward with suicidal steps to charge the enemy.

A large number of bloated, foul-smelling Zombies, completely Fearless of the searing flames, swayed as they moved to embrace the Fire Elements.

On the right flank of the battlefield.

Hundreds of Nightmare Warhorses, burning with black fire, were galloping.

Everywhere they passed, a sea of fire was left in their wake.

These Nightmare Warhorses were the very incarnation of Flame.

With the thundering of hooves, they set the entire right flank of the battlefield ablaze.

But the thundering hooves did not just belong to the Nightmare Warhorses; they also came from the Knights of various Races.

Human Holy Knights and Light Knights.

Beast Race Oath Knights and Bloodline Knights.

The Elves’ High Noble Knights.

Those Knights were all shrouded in a golden glow.

Wielding long Lances, they charged fiercely toward the Nightmare Warhorses.

Suddenly, dozens of Unicorns also appeared.

These Unicorns were exceptionally holy.

Wherever they passed, all flames were extinguished, green grass was reborn, and flowers bloomed.

In the center of the battlefield.

Here was the battle formation of the Hellhounds.

Hundreds of lion-sized Hellhounds were running.

Their bodies were scorched black and continuously emitted a red, fiery aura.

Their maws opened, and a stream of fire projectiles shot out.

It intertwined with the Dragon Flame, complementing it as they sprayed toward the hundreds of Soldiers ahead.

Those Soldiers were no Ordinary Soldiers.

They were fully armed, hailing from every Race, and were now united against a common enemy.

They were all emanating a golden radiance, a light that could actually block the onslaught of flames, allowing them to engage the Hellhounds directly in close-quarters combat.

Among the pack of Hellhounds were more than ten enormous three-headed Hellhounds.

Each of their heads was a meter in size.

Their three heads continuously spat out large Fireballs and molten fire.

Wherever the molten fire sprayed, the ground itself would burn into lava.

Wherever the large Fireballs hit, a fiery explosion would occur.

Valiant Soldiers charged forward, swinging their swords, but... one could only say that they were valiant.

The three-headed Hellhound was completely unharmed. With a slam of its giant paw, those Soldiers were turned into searing hot charcoal.

With a single swipe of its claw, more than ten Soldiers were sent flying, unable to fight again.

But at this moment, a great rumbling sound echoed across the battlefield, like giant boulders falling to the earth.

Over thirty stone men, each five meters in Height, appeared.

Their stone legs were already burned red-hot, but it didn’t affect their ability to fight.

The stone men surrounded the three-headed Hellhound, enduring the flames to pound it with their enormous stone fists.

At the rear of the battlefield.

There was the town.

The entire town was protected by a glowing Array, much like the huge Array on the outer city walls.

Any Dragon Flame or fire projectiles that flew toward it would be absorbed and reflected by the outer Array, unable to harm the Buildings and residents inside.

Zhao Chi was completely dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had personally witnessed such a battlefield.

’So this is what a High Tier Battlefield is like?’

’But...’

’Did Clan Leader Zhao Shizhang provoke the Fire God?’

’Why are there Fire Magical Beasts everywhere?’

Zhao Chi found it hard to breathe.

The oxygen in the air seemed to have been all burned away.

"Hey, get over here! It’s dangerous over there!"

Zhao Chi turned his head and saw a Human Hero shouting at him.

Zhao Chi quickly ran over.

The Human Hero looked at the masked Gu Qing with some surprise, but still asked in a friendly tone, "Are you here as reinforcements too? What’s your specialty? Treatment?"

Zhao Chi nodded. "Yes, I can do Treatment."

The Human Hero pointed to the side.

"Good. Go quickly to that Light Array over there. There’s a Barrier created by the Mages that can defend against enemy Spiritual Technique Attacks. It’s full of wounded waiting for Treatment. We’re counting on you."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Alright. What do you do? Do you need a Spiritual Power Pill?"

The Hero smiled and shook his head. "No need. My Body has reached its resistance limit for potions. I can’t be of much help on the front lines right now, so I’m here maintaining order and guiding reinforcements."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Alright. Be careful. I’m going."

The Hero thanked him. "Thank you for your Contribution. Stay safe."

Zhao Chi quickly ran into the Barrier.

Surrounding it were dozens of Barrier Masters, their hands stretched toward the sky, maintaining this large Barrier.

Inside the Barrier were over a thousand wounded, the vast majority of them suffering from burns.

Their bodies were charred black and gave off a strange, meaty aroma.

There were no sickbeds here, only a ground of broken stone.

The wounded lay in agony on the ground, continuously letting out pained cries.

Fortunately, there were doctors nearby, helping to treat them.

Zhao Chi: [Gu Qing, the Body is yours. Help them with the Treatment.]

Gu Qing: [Received!]

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