Chapter 311: Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle

Midnight.

Donghai City, East City Gate.

The roar of artillery had never ceased since the moment the battle began.

On top of the city walls, the muzzles of dozens of menacing Magical Cannons had long since grown scorching hot, and with every fire, the Formation rune patterns engraved around the cannon bodies dimmed by a fraction.

Long periods of uninterrupted operation had already pushed these war machines to their limits.

Yet the artillery fire still did not stop.

Streaks of brilliant energy pillars tore through the night sky, carrying the fury of judgment as they violently smashed into the boundless darkness beneath the city.

Below the city walls, the corpses of exotic beasts piled up like mountains, having long dyed the ground a sickening dark green.

The fishy, foul-smelling blood of the beasts converged into streams, slowly flowing amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, steaming with a suffocating stench.

Roughly estimated, the number of exotic beasts that had fallen beneath this city wall exceeded fifty thousand at the very least.

Yet the wasteland outside the city was still shrouded in endless darkness.

The oppressive tide of beasts stepped on the corpses of their companions, roaring and howling, wave after wave, defying death as if it were truly endless.

If it were a few hours ago, seeing such an endless sight, the hearts of everyone on the city wall would probably have long been filled with despair.

But at this moment, fanatic flames burned in their eyes, and frantic smiles hung on their faces.

Exhaustion?

Non-existent.

Fear?

What was that?

There was only one thought in their minds.

"Fuck these goddamned exotic beasts to death!"

A blood-soaked Berserker who had just rotated down roughly poured healing potions into himself while tearing his hoarse throat, howling earth-shakingly along with the passionate singing on the platform.

Although not a single note was in tune, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly excited.

High-intensity, long-duration combat had long drained the last shred of their physical strength.

Under normal circumstances, they would probably be unable to even stand steady right now.

But now, under the enhancement of that wild singing and drumbeats, they grew even braver the more they fought!

They howled while fighting; although they couldn't understand what the girl was singing at all, they would always inexplicably hum along for a couple of lines.

Li Gang's gaze crossed the crowd locked in slaughter and landed on the blue-haired girl singing loudly amidst the firelight and smoke on the platform.

He was numb.

Truly numb.

Several hours had passed.

From the start of the battle until now, a full four or five hours had passed.

This girl was like a tireless war machine.

Her singing did not have a trace of hoarseness; instead, it became increasingly high-pitched and full of power, and the dolphin-like high notes she hit several times made the scalps of all the Professionals present tingle and their blood boil.

Her band did not stop for a single moment, and those wild drumbeats seemed capable of beating directly into people's marrow, igniting the most primitive Battle Intent deep within their Souls.

Even if he had an endless supply of mana-recovery potions and continuously cast skills for several hours, his mind should have collapsed long ago.

Yet she did not.

She still stood there, like a goddess of war at the center of the storm, supporting this crumbling city with her unimaginable singing.

The offensive of the exotic beasts did not diminish, and the Aura of the city-defending soldiers was likewise not weak!

Especially half an hour ago, when those forgers from the Forging Guild pushed cart after cart of brand-new equipment to the city walls, everyone's morale was pushed to its peak.

Nearly five hundred epic-grade pieces of equipment!

Over a thousand rare-grade pieces of equipment!

When Li Gang saw that list back then, his eyeballs were practically about to pop out.

"Fucking Hell, so much epic-quality equipment!"

An entire army group of the Jiangning City military department added together couldn't scrape together this much epic-quality equipment!

When did the Forging Guild of Donghai City become so wealthy?

When those equipment pieces were distributed down, countless Professionals stroked the glowing epic-grade weapons in their hands, feeling the powerful strength surging within their bodies, and each and every one of them became so excited that they howled, their passion for battle reaching an unprecedented high.

Of course, there are always exceptions to everything.

In the shadowy corner of the city wall, Moria quietly leaned against the cold wall.

Snap…

Yet another extremely subtle crack spread from Moria's neck, expanding like a spider web.

He raised his hand. That pair of once-flawless, artwork-like palms was now covered in dense cracks, as if a gentle touch would shatter them completely.

The HP had already fallen below one thousand points.

And it was still steadily sliding toward the abyss at a rate of one point per second.

Zhou Huai did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Merely a Clone.

Scrapped, and after twenty-four hours he would be a fine fellow again.

He was just waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity to completely squeeze out the very last bit of value from this Clone.

Right at this moment.

"Screeech—!!!"

A sharp, piercing eagle screech that seemed capable of tearing the Soul apart came without warning from the distant horizon!

That sound abruptly overpowered Sona's amplified singing, and also overwhelmed all the clamor on the battlefield!

On top of the city walls, everyone felt a stinging pain in their eardrums, their brains buzzing as a brief blankness appeared.

Even Sona's wild singing experienced a momentary pause.

Li Gang's heart tightened as he abruptly raised his head.

He saw that high above in the sky, a giant eagle whose size blotted out the sky was slowly flapping its wings.

With its wings spread, it was fully several hundred meters wide, almost obscuring half the sky, and even the light brought by Sona's singing dimmed by a few shades.

Every single feather presented a bizarre dark golden color, and their edges flashed with a chilling, blade-like murderous cold light.

Its head was held high, its eagle beak was hooked, and its pair of golden vertical pupils overlooked the humans and beast hordes below like ants without any emotion.

A terrifying coercion originating from the depths of the Bloodline and the top of the food chain descended abruptly like an overturning sky!

On top of the city walls, countless Professionals felt their breathing stall under this coercion, and even the actions in their hands slowed by half a beat.

Just by taking a glance at that giant eagle, Li Gang's complexion instantly turned pale.

His lips trembled, and within his tiger-like eyes that were always filled with Battle Intent, for the first time, an emotion called despair was revealed.

He squeezed out a few dry words from between his teeth.

"Hell… Hell-level… BOSS!"

Hell-level!

That was an existence surpassing Calamity-grade, truly representing destruction and despair!

The appearance of any Hell-level BOSS was enough to easily annihilate a city without top-tier powerhouses holding down the fort!

And now, such a terrifying monster was suspended right above their heads!

Right at this moment as well.

The attribute panel of that giant eagle clearly surfaced in Li Gang's mind.

[Name: Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle (Hell-level BOSS)]

[Rank: LV40]

[HP: 7865000 / 7865000]