Defying the Fate of Beheading

Chapter 711 372: Ending a Battle in 2 Days? A Legion Emerging from Myth_2

On the other hand, it was Lan Kaide, who mastered the Purgatory Fire, that could somewhat restrict the opponent.However, before he could escape far, he saw a figure spiraling away from his side.

Robert directly whipped out his belt, tied it around the spiraling Lan Kaide, and pulled him back.

"Damn, how come you couldn't hold out for even five seconds?!"

"Damn it, there were over a hundred fairies there! My Purgatory Fire Wall didn't even have time to rise before I was knocked out!"

Lan Kaide spat a mouthful of blood, his breath weakening significantly. "This is bad. We're really going to die here."

Just as he finished speaking, several figures zipped like lightning towards the two of them from the surrounding forest.

A dozen elves, faces twisted, brandishing tridents, charged at them.

Their hearts trembled.

Simultaneously, a thought sprang into their heads.

"We're doomed!"

"Tsk, you guys move quicker." A cold female voice suddenly rang out.

Out of nowhere, the Ice Snake Xiaoyu, which was coiled around Robert, opened its mouth. A supple figure expanded rapidly from the snake's mouth, transforming into a veiled woman wielding dual blades, blocking several attacks.

The woman opened her mouth and spewed a massive cloud of purplish-black mist around them, showing no intention of staying. She pulled the two away, breaking through the circle of attackers.

"Damn, Rose, what other cards do you have? Why didn't you let us know?" Robert grumbled discontentedly.

Rose snorted coldly and said, "If I told you in advance, how could I surprise them and mess with their judgment? With your acting skills, you were actually hoping to deceive them."

They instantly retreated several hundred meters away.

There were just too many fairies on that side; staying there was tantamount to courting death.

But before they had run very far, their bodies immediately stiffened.

Because, in front of them, a fairy with four pairs of wings hovered silently in midair.

Even though its size was only a third that of a human, the three of them felt a bone-chilling coldness.

Five pairs of wings, that's the legendary Fairy King, a creature whose life level has reached that of a demigod.

Yet for them, even a four-winged fairy wasn't much better.

A legendary-level fairy can be the origin of mythology for many countries.

But now, such an existence was blocking their way.

At that moment, Lan Kaide finally understood how those fairies managed to ambush them before.

The crazed Elf Race couldn't have suddenly regained their wits.

But fairies with four or even five pairs of wings could ultimately resist the pollution caused by the death of deities, retaining a portion of their intelligence.

The notion that fairies could be commanded was merely a result of legendary fairies forcibly controlling the actions of lower-level fairies through their own power.

Just when they were waiting for their end, a sudden flash of lightning flickered.

The thunderclap erupted, leveling the surrounding forest. A warrior clad in purple-black armor and nearly twice the height of a typical human sent the fairy flying.

Hope flickered in the eyes of the three.

Lan Kaide couldn't help but raise his voice.

"It's them, it's really them. The legendary Curse Binding Legion!"

The dumbfounded Robert watched the gigantic figure entangled with the legendary fairy.

He felt someone patting his shoulder beside him.

Turning his head, a "giant" whose size matched the terrifying being fighting the legendary fairy stood next to him.

Exuding strength that didn't lose to the two legendary figures ahead, the giant curiously eyed Robert and said:

"Where are the other fairies located?"

In a daze, Robert pointed out the direction.

Without uttering a word, the figure immediately turned and dashed towards that direction.

He hadn't even breathed much before another explosion soared, forming a mushroom cloud above the forest.

"Another, another legendary." Robert was dumbfounded.

Even though the military is the place where one is most likely to encounter legends, the majority of soldiers might never see a legend in their lifetime.

Yet, in just the past four seconds, he had seen two consecutive ones.

In his daze, the first legendary to arrive earlier landed in front of the two, single-handedly lifting the shattered-winged four-winged fairy:

"From the Second Support Unit?"

A heavy voice came from within the armor.

The three nodded frantically, like chickens pecking at millet.

The legendary strongman removed his helmet, revealing the face of a giant demon.

The three were startled by the appearance of the rumored ogre, but quickly regained their composure.

Because they remembered the rumors bragged by colleagues in the camp, that the ally coming to support them was the legendary legion with stories of Shadow Walkers and the Death March, the [Curse Binding Legion].

The rise of the Curse Binding Legion originated from a large war on the Giant Plain.

In that war, a large number of ogres and Tunisian strongmen chose to transform into members of the Curse Binding Legion to resist the Abyssal Church, dragging their undead bodies into battle with the enemy.

Apparently, the other party was among the earliest batch of strongmen from the Curse Binding Legion.

"You need to pick up the pace," the legendary giant demon said calmly.

The group felt their scalp go numb, not immediately understanding what the legendary ogre meant.

The giant demon turned back to them, his armored hand scratching his cheek, and said:

"If you don't catch up, the main army will leave you behind."

"Has the Fairy King's army emerged?"

"No, it's that you'll miss the victory feast."

"Ah?" *3

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From carefully investigating surrounding traces, they now followed openly beside the legendary giant demon, returning to the camp, and the investigating soldiers were still in a dazed state.

But as soon as they arrived, they smelled the blood spreading in the air.

Instinctively, they quickened their pace, but less than a kilometer from the camp, they stopped in astonishment.

What appeared before them was an extremely desolate battlefield.

Those fairy-like mad dogs swooped down like griffins from the sky, knocking over the man-hugging trees along their path.

Yet they were blown back into the sky at a speed faster than the falling trees, then fell like raindrops.

The scene reminded them of summer as children, when insects fluttered around the magic lamp and, startled, they swatted them to the ground.

"What, what is that?"

"The main force of the Curse Binding Legion has returned, and the conflicts on the east and southeast sides have ended," the legendary giant demon said calmly, holding the heavy hammer in his hand.

"Th-this fast?" Even Rose, who seldom speaks, showed a shocked expression.

The legendary giant demon, perhaps thinking of something, grinned ferociously and said:

"The lord said that Ashford people are very handy, and it wasn't an exaggeration. Thanks to them, we routed the fairies attacking both sides half a day early and kept those long-eared folks in the Secluded Forest Sea from daring to come out."

Robert, not sure how many times, opened his mouth.

It was too unbelievable.

From the first batch of soldiers launching an assault on the Secluded Forest Sea, to the second wave of soldiers coming to support, it had only been two days.

Robert and his companions arrived and provided support to their brothers on the front lines, and just four days later, the war was over.

If he recalled correctly, the Curse Binding Legion had only arrived at the Secluded Forest Sea two days ago.

This monstrous group managed to repel the densest fairy groups in the east and southeast within just two days, crushing their resistance at an incomprehensible speed and suppressing the fairies of the Secluded Forest Sea from daring to fight?

What execution, what rapid action speed, what fierce offensive.

It was like an army straight out of mythology!

No one understood the enemy situation better than those who had fought the fairies head-on.

They were a race wilder than beasts.

Fearless of death, solely focused on avenging the races appearing around them.

In a frontal assault, the morale disruption caused by such a death-defying race truly gave the Lokeshi a headache.

But soon they realized.

Who, honestly, could contend with the legendary Curse Binding Legion, with their limitless resurrection?

Not only fearless of death, but able to stand up again after dying.

Not only able to stand again, but possessing greater execution than the fairies, more combat experience, and higher professional levels.

Indeed.

As they got closer to the camp, they finally felt the soldiers of the Curse Binding Legion, who had been wildly slaughtering on the battlefield.

The suppression of professional levels made them almost unable to breathe.

"Gross, did you deal with the fodder?" A cold voice sounded, and the three felt the sky suddenly darken.

The giant demon named Gross knelt on one knee, saying:

"Lord Louis, it's confirmed no fairy that fled survived."