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Hearing this voice, Amohan's heart sank completely.
He was not familiar with Wang Long's voice, but he could clearly tell that it was definitely not from their Giant Clan!
"Damn it, I've been schemed against by this bastard!"
Previously, he had only heard the allies of the Yin Ghost Clan and Demon Clan speak of Wang Long's terror; today, he truly experienced it. His cunning was indeed far beyond his own.
Forcing these discouraging thoughts to the back of his mind, he realized it was not the time for him to stay back and command. He charged directly toward the direction of Wang Long's voice.
Amohan's strength was still very formidable. During this time, he had been receiving the power of the Giant Spirit God at Sky Pillar. Although he was still far from the combat power of the original Giant Spirit God, he would not be inferior to Wang Long.
Wang Long stood high above, looking down at the three parties engaged in battle below. Even without careful scrutiny, he could be seen clearly.
This guy was simply a more terrifying Dragon Man. His charging power and ability to inspire his subordinates instilled great fear in his enemies.
As several clan leaders had said, if they faced him head-on on the battlefield, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. However, tonight, no one could save Amohan from defeat.
"Kill!"
Amohan had just managed to stabilize the left flank with his personal charge when he began to think about how to clarify matters with the Sky Wheel Chieftain and extricate both sides in time. But before he could come up with a good plan, he heard another wave of battle cries erupting from behind the Army.
"How many ambushes have these bastards arranged here!"
To deceive the scouts under Sky Pillar, Amohan and his men had left at least half of their forces pretending to be idle on the mountain while only bringing half of their troops out.
However, several tribes from the Alliance of Tribes had launched a full-scale attack. Now he was not only surrounded but also at an absolute disadvantage in numbers!
"We can only retreat!" Though he felt extremely unwilling, Amohan realized that there was no chance of victory in this battle.
He needed to take advantage of the fact that his subordinates still had fighting strength; that was his only chance to escape. Once his men were completely exhausted, he feared that he would be besieged by Wang Long and several clan leaders, making escape impossible!
That's it. At least he still has half of his forces and the Sky Pillar. As long as he holds his ground and waits for the Yin Ghost Clan and Demon Clan to finish dealing with their own issues before coming to support, the situation will surely change immediately!
Amohan rallied his courage again and charged towards the rear troops with his most elite team.
Fortunately, at that moment, the battle was intense enough that his subordinates believed Amohan was simply providing normal support, without any other thoughts, maintaining their front line without collapsing.
On the other side, the Sky Wheel Clan had already figured out what was happening.
After feeling pleased for a while, thinking they were playing both sides, they now realized they were being toyed with by these two factions!
If given a choice, the Sky Wheel Clan Leader would rather wipe them all out to vent his anger!
—But unfortunately, he had no choice.
The current situation was clear; he had already engaged with Amohan's group and could not escape for the time being. Now, he could only stand with the Alliance of Tribes.
"Let's fight! This time we have thoroughly offended Amohan. Regardless of whether we were plotted against by Wang Long and the others, we must take down Amohan first; otherwise, once he catches his breath, it will be our turn to face disaster!"
Watching the entire situation unfold as Wang Long had predicted, Dragon Man looked at Wang Long with a newfound respect!
No matter what, he could never be an enemy of this man in the future. Although Wang Long had elevated him to the position of leader among the tribes and subtly suggested that he become the new Giant Spirit God, if he truly betrayed their alliance, he would surely die without knowing how.
For now, he set aside these worries and swung his battle axe fiercely as he charged forward.
His impact ability was so formidable that even without invoking Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs, he made Wang Long feel inferior. The Giant Clan members, despite their high defense, could only retreat!
The continuous screams echoed like a symphony directly assaulting their souls!
And the pride of Amohan's clan—their courage—was nearly shattered amidst those cries of agony!
At that moment, Wang Long joined the battle group.
His Suppressing Spirit Sword was immensely powerful, capable of exerting a tremendous suppressive force on the fighting spirit of the Giant Clan. However, his most formidable weapon was not this.
It was a single sentence!
"Amohan has run away! He has abandoned you all and fled!"
The roar echoed through the power of Spiritual Essence, reaching every corner of the battlefield, drowning out all other sounds with his voice.
Then, the entire battlefield fell silent. The subordinates of Amohan paused for a moment and began to search for Amohan's figure.
Of course, Amohan himself heard this shout, and at that moment, he cursed Wang Long's ancestors in his heart!
No wonder!
No wonder he had been watching as his elite warriors pushed forward behind him.
Watching as they were repelled by the warriors attacking from behind the Army, and... pierced through!
Watching as he carved out a path for survival!
But just when he was preparing to quietly lead his trusted aides away, Wang Long arrived and directly exposed his intentions.
Everyone was looking for him; everyone was waiting to see how he would react.
If he responded, then this hard-fought path of blood would be in vain, and he would still be trapped here. Moreover, it was uncertain whether such a good opportunity would arise again in the future!
Retreating, he could imagine that all his subordinates would immediately feel a sense of betrayal, which would be a nightmare for their morale! If today's actions spread, even if he made a comeback, would those warriors still trust him?
At this moment, he found himself in a dilemma.
"I'll fight you to the end!" Finally, Amohan gritted his teeth and led his warriors back into battle. "Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense; I'm right here, by your side. Let's kill!"
Wang Long wore a smug smile on his face.
If they were facing Amohan's main forces this time, that shout might not have much effect. After all, they were loyal to Amohan; even if it meant sacrificing their lives to help him escape, they likely wouldn't hesitate.
However, Amohan's subordinates now included many newly absorbed forces. Whether these people would fight to the death for Amohan depended on his own performance.
If he could show great strength and maintain confidence in the current predicament, then they would follow him into battle.
But!
If Amohan himself believed defeat was inevitable and even abandoned them to flee alone, the collapse of the entire Army would only take moments.
Wang Long had precisely grasped this point, which is why he chose this opportunity to expose him. He wanted to eliminate any thoughts of escape from Amohan's mind.
Now that Amohan had returned to the fray, the remaining issue was how to maximize the damage to his forces and weaken their will to resist!
Thinking of this, Wang Long slashed back a Giant General who could withstand ten strikes with a single sword stroke and summoned the Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs.
The light of the stars and moon vanished from the world, replaced by an enormous floating city connected to heaven and earth by eight thick iron chains.
After absorbing chaotic energy for so long, the Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs had nearly reached completion. Its coverage of the world was boundless, seemingly creating its own realm; that overwhelming power would terrify even the most skilled masters!
"Six Paths of Reincarnation!"
The world turned upside down. The Giant Clan felt that the sky was no longer the sky, and the earth was no longer the earth; everything was in chaos, leaving them with no place to stand. A force filled with the aura of death completely enveloped them. It seemed that with every breath, their souls could be drawn away.
Only Amohan could withstand this artifact's power thanks to the newly absorbed strength of the Giant Spirit God. Although he had obtained the Giant Clan's artifact, he clearly was not yet recognized as the Giant Spirit God and could not wield it. At this moment, he was powerless to contend with Wang Long's artifact!
The only way to break through this situation was to eliminate Wang Long!
Resolutely, Amohan raised a massive battle flag.
This was the War God Flag, which required blood to recognize its master; it was the only battle flag of the Sky Pillar that Amohan could control at present.
As the War God Flag unfurled, it formed a gigantic battle shield that stood directly above his Army, blocking the deathly aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
However, he did not realize that while his Army's attention was drawn to the descending force of death, Wang Long had already slipped into the depths of his battle formation under the cover of the Suppressing Blade!
"Amohan, come and meet your end!" Wang Long called out, sounding the drums and rallying his entire Army to launch a full-scale attack centered around him.
The entire tribe of Amohan and those ragtag followers who had joined him were insignificant; as long as they could kill Amohan, the Giant Clan would be firmly in their grasp!
Life and death hinged on this one moment!
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