The Monster Army Continues to Attack

The demon beast army was still charging forward.

Only by reaching the Northern Heavenly Gate would the true battle begin.

The demon beasts continued their advance, launching their next wave of attacks.

At the forefront were, aside from the previously seen Reflect Foxes, undoubtedly the most heavily armored beasts.

Along the way, they faced countless traps laid by the humans, as well as relentless magical assaults.

These attacks were far from weak.

As a result, the vanguard suffered heavy casualties.

The Long-Armed Demon Apes remained in the center of the army, passing by an increasing number of fallen corpses.

Yet they did not simply step over the dead—they acted.

The apes picked up the lifeless bodies of their kin and hurled them skyward, straight toward the Northern Heavenly Gate.

Under the Grand Priest's control, the corpses' bloodlines were activated, triggering explosive detonations.

Some collided with human spells, canceling them out in violent bursts, while others exploded directly against the gate.

Either outcome worked in the demon beasts' favor.

By utilizing the corpses, they significantly reduced the humans' long-range offensive capabilities.

However, this meant the fallen beasts not only died but were also obliterated, their remains exploited to the fullest.

Most of these casualties were defensive specialists, lacking offensive prowess.

Yet in death, their explosions granted them a fleeting moment of destructive power.

The demon beasts were dead serious about this assault—every resource was to be used.

Paradoxically, the more they lost, the stronger their offensive grew.

But there was no choice. The humans had to keep killing, regardless of the consequences.

Strategy mattered, but raw power could not be neglected.

The humans, meanwhile, fought with everything they had, striving to weaken the horde before it reached the gate.

Occasionally, a human expert would unleash a devastating strike.

Yet the effects were limited—the demon beasts' own elites would intercept such attacks or retaliate in kind.

Neither side's powerhouses engaged frequently, conserving their strength for the inevitable clashes to come.

A single misstep in such battles could mean death, and the loss of a top-tier fighter would be catastrophic.

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Finally, the demon beast vanguard reached the Northern Heavenly Gate.

With all their might, they charged and slammed into the gate.

Those who exhausted their strength self-destructed on the spot, while the Grand Priest allowed the slain to explode unrestrained at the gate's base.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A relentless barrage of explosions shook the Northern Heavenly Gate.

The spectacle was terrifying—it seemed the gate might shatter at any moment.

Yet reinforced by defensive arrays, it held firm against the onslaught.

Now that the beasts had arrived, humanity's ultimate weapon was activated.

Suddenly, massive shockwaves erupted from the gate.

The nearest beasts were sent flying, and even those behind them were pushed back despite their numbers.

Following the shockwaves came waves of sword energy, reaping lives indiscriminately.

And as each beast fell, it immediately detonated.

Packed tightly together from the forced retreat, their explosions triggered chain reactions of devastating power.

But with the horde now scattered, the blasts only harmed their own kind.

The Grand Priest froze. He hadn't expected such a swift human countermeasure—his bloodline detonation tactic had been thwarted the moment he lifted restrictions.

Controlling the explosions en masse was simple, but selectively activating them required immense focus.

The irregular, staggered shockwaves made precision impossible.

After struggling briefly, the Grand Priest grew frustrated.

This couldn't continue—his energy was draining rapidly. While managing corpse throws earlier had been manageable, now at the gate's threshold, such micromanagement would leave him exhausted for the real fight.

He knew his true value and wouldn't squander it on trivialities.

His original plan had been to fully unleash the bloodline detonations upon reaching the gate, blasting the humans to oblivion.

Yet it seemed they'd anticipated this, preparing countermeasures in advance.

The unrelenting shockwaves confirmed this—such power couldn't have been conjured spontaneously.

With the gate's defenses repelling the horde, full-powered explosions couldn't inflict meaningful damage.

Reluctantly, the Grand Priest suppressed the bloodline detonations entirely.

Dead beasts were acceptable—their corpses remained. Once enough accumulated, they could be hurled at the gate for a concentrated blast.

Better that than wasting explosions on their own forces.

With detonations disabled, he ordered the horde to attack freely.

Their offensive weakened without explosions, prolonging the siege.

But now, the vanguard of defensive specialists was being replaced—the true offensive beasts had arrived.

They immediately launched frenzied assaults on the gate, slightly increasing the pressure.

What followed was a brutal, straightforward battle of attrition.

Yet humanity began feeling the strain.

Witnessing the endless horde at their doorstep stirred fear, even among the defenders.

But the gate must not fall—those atop it continued hurling spells recklessly.

As time passed, the gate's offensive arrays were mostly depleted, though they'd slaughtered countless beasts.

The Northern Heavenly Gate couldn't hold alone.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, flexing his limbs. "About time we joined the fight."

Right then, Di Haoran's command rang out: "Attack!"

The spellcasters had exhausted their energy, many collapsing from fatigue.

Now was the melee specialists' turn.

The moment Di Haoran spoke, Lin Xuan leaped forward, the first through the gate, flames wreathing his fists.

"Blazing Inferno!"

Bringing his fists together, he smashed into the beast horde.

Boom!

The ground cratered as fire erupted from the impact, spreading rapidly.

The conflagration was terrifying—instantly incinerating every beast in a fan-shaped area before him.

Lin Xuan then willed the flames outward, targeting the accumulated corpses.

Having been dead for some time, their flesh had weakened, making them easy fuel.

With minimal effort, he purged the battlefield of potential explosives.

Witnessing this, the Grand Priest gaped in disbelief. His planned mega-explosion had been preemptively denied?

Damn it! Damn it all!

Yet there was a silver lining.

Seeing humans emerge from the gate, the Grand Priest lifted all bloodline restrictions.

With a cold smirk, he thought: Let's see how you handle this.