I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

He climbed onto the city wall.

The battered banner, with the Empire's trident emblem stained in blood and fire, fluttered wildly in the grey, foggy wind.

In the solemn atmosphere, people gazed into the distance, where they could faintly see a dense mass of red dots speeding towards them through the sea of fog, shaking the island forest.

Through the images displayed by the sentinels' Spiritual Artifacts, they could see that the Evil Clan, as if answering some call, was emerging from all parts of the forest and converging toward White Emperor City in an unending stream—more than five thousand of them!

But Xia Feng keenly sensed that these creatures were not Evil Beasts but rather something like Half-Evil transformed humans—

Due to their failed transformation into stable Evils, and having not reached the point of explosive demise, they had become wild beasts that were neither human nor fully Evil.

However, deep in their subconscious, they wanted to revert to human form and regain their sanity, so driven subconsciously, they continuously killed and devoured humans—they could recover some sanity by consuming humans who still had theirs intact.

However, a single Half-Evil needed to consume tens of thousands of humans to recover its sanity, and very few succeeded.

Seeing so many Half-Evil gathered, the veteran soldiers on the city walls could well understand—they were already meant to be dead; it was only because the enemy did not wish them dead that they had not launched a full-scale attack, instead sporadically sending hundreds of Half-Evil to harass them.

Even just a few hundred Half-Evil were enough to ensure a prolonged bloody battle.

Two thousand Half-Evil could easily annihilate them, and now there were five thousand.

No Half-Dragons at all... Xia Feng felt somewhat regretful, as this rendered his True Name of the Dragon God useless—he had wanted to test the additional effects of the True Name on Half-Dragons.

Never mind, Xia Feng looked back at the old soldiers with white-bladed swords, then turned to Li Zaisi, asking suspiciously, "Are you the only Level 5 soldier here?"

"All the high-ranking generals mostly died more than twenty years ago, and the City Lord, Venerable Wei Zhong, along with other strong figures of the Venerable Realm, also perished together with the enemy in the siege battle twenty years ago, their spirits shattered. Since then, the casualty numbers of our hundred-thousand-strong army have been increasing annually."

Li Zaisi sighed, "All soldiers of the True Fifth Realm and Level 5 have died, only leaving me, a mere General Fifth, barely surviving."

Xia Feng knew Wei Zhong, who was quite notorious in the outside world, having become the empire's most infamous traitor in modern history.

"Rumble-rumble—"

The army of Half-Evil in the mist drew a little closer.

But unknown to the others, not far above the army, an invisible giant blue whale, with its fins flapping, followed the advancing army.

On the back of the blue whale, there were faintly seventeen figures standing scattered.

Through the Eye of Decompilation, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong clearly saw where these people were.

What stunned Xia Feng was that Ms. Fu was also on the whale's back, but now locked in a red luminescent prison, her face partially scaled with Dragon Scales, radiating a terrifying aura, and repeatedly striking violently at the prison Array.

The Array rapidly cracked, about to shatter.

"Roar-roar—" The dense swarm of Evil Beasts, carrying the grey mist, arrived at the foot of the city, filling the sky and land with their growls.

"Gentlemen, fine wine goes with battle swords."

With the banner waving empty, Li Zaisi stood on the city wall, took a swig from his wine flask, brandished his sword, and roared, "Follow me, charge!!"

The group of old soldiers all smirked, guzzled a mouthful of wine too, then unsheathed their swords and rushed out of the high city!

They had long known this day would come; it was their last battle, a battle to the death.

But as long as their blood still flowed and their swords remained unbroken, they could fight relentlessly.

This moment wasn't for any grand cause of nation or family—it was merely for the women, children, and wounded inside the city, clinging to a slim hope of survival.

Swish-swish—

At this moment, two figures in black robes swept across the sky at even greater speed, rushing in front of them—suddenly it was those two strange fellows wearing K and Q masks.

"What are you doing!" one old soldier's expression changed slightly, "Come back!"

Even in combat, strategy and formations are pivotal. Although there are many Evil Beasts, as long as they watch each other's backs and prevent sneak attacks, they can naturally hold out longer.

Rushing straight into a group of Evil Beasts like these two people was akin to throwing themselves into the net.

Li Zaisi was also startled and quickly transmitted, "You guys come back—huh?"

His words abruptly stopped, because these two robed figures moved as if they were in deserted territory, like two black blades slicing through melons on the battlefield—swish, swish, swish—bright red bursts blooming, heads popping in the air with loud cracks.

Li Zaisi sharply detected that where the two robed figures passed, the movements of the surrounding Half-Evils were noticeably sluggish.

Moreover, the blades of the two were extraordinary, easily slicing through the heads of Three-Eyed and even Four-Eyed Evils, completely ignoring the physical strength of their opponents.

[Kill one Two-Eyed Half-Evil, inflict 1T pain, gain 0.1 Power Value increase]

[Power Value +0.1 +0.1…]

[Continuously kill 501 One-Eyed Half-Evils, 161 Two-Eyed Half-Evils, 8 Three-Eyed Half-Evils, accumulate 900T pain inflicted, gain 90 Power Value increase]

[Current Power Value: 1199]

[Casually set up a trap array, execute Fingertip Lightning and Unity Bomb, inflict cumulatively 1500T pain, you gain 150 points of power increase]

[Current Power Value: 1349]

From one thousand to two thousand is Level 4 standard, and from two thousand to five thousand is Level 5 standard.

Xia Feng, feeling the steadily rising surging power inside him, was thrilled and swung his blade with even more vigor.

The spiritual power of these irrational Half-Evils was extremely low. Even though their physical strength was as high as Level 3 or even Level 4, their lack of spirit was an ultimate weakness for Mu Qingtong.

A simple control took effect, and hundreds of Half-Evils around were held in place, akin to lambs awaiting slaughter.

Some Half-Evils learned and perhaps felt fear, and began to flee. But seeing the tempting sight of Xia Feng as if saying "come and bite me," they surged over again and continued to be harvested by Mu Qingtong, as Power Value surged and skyrocketed.

The veterans who had just rushed down from the city walls watched this scene in a daze, somewhat dumbfounded.

Isn't this supposed to be a fight to the death?

We were all prepared for a last stand, and you two are fighting five thousand?

"Lord Li, who are they exactly?" the veterans asked Li Zaisi.

"…" Li Zaisi fell silent and looked toward Lin Musen.

"Don't look at me, I was saved by them too," Lin Musen waved his hand.

Li Zaisi knew that these two taciturn mysterious people were strong, but he had not expected them to be this formidable…

They looked like they were just Third Rank in Spiritual Pressure, right?

Ye Li from Beizhou stood on the blue whale and saw the scattering of the Half-Evil army in the distance, frowning.

"Outsiders, huh..." He hadn't expected these two mysterious individuals to appear at this time. Were they from an investigative team?

But if they were from an investigative team, that would be just fine, let them perish along with this city! He turned his head, looking back with a gentle smile, "Sister-in-law, I respect you greatly, but now I need a favor from you."

He waved his hand, and suddenly, the cage trapping Freya vanished, disappearing on the spot.

"Help me kill these wretches!"

As his soft voice fell, the cage suddenly appeared above the battlefield and burst open.

With corners of her eyes hooked with Dragon Scales and her eyes mostly filled with blood-red, Freya coldly twisted her head, her gaze meeting Xia Feng's.

"Roar—" She showed a sinister smile, charging straight at Xia Feng!