“Chapter 312: Is he really not afraid of death?”

That eagle cry was like a red-hot iron needle, fiercely piercing everyone's eardrums.

Sona's wild singing abruptly stopped.

On the platform, several of her Clones trembled simultaneously, and the instruments in their hands emitted a harsh static noise.

That fanatical Battle Intent on the battlefield, which had been forcibly raised to its peak, was like being doused with a basin of ice water, cooling down instantly.

Everyone instinctively raised their heads, looking towards the night sky illuminated by artillery fire.

That dark golden giant eagle, which covered half the sky, hovered quietly like that, its vertical golden pupils devoid of any emotion as it looked down upon everything below.

A pure and absolute coercion, like an invisible ten-thousand-ton giant mountain, suddenly crushed down!

Above the city wall, countless Professionals had weak legs, and the weapons in their hands dropped to the ground with a "clang".

They gasped heavily, feeling as if their hearts were tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, making every beat extremely difficult.

"H… Hell-Rank…"

Li Gang's lips trembled, and within his tiger-like eyes, which always burned with Battle Intent, for the first time, a trace of ashen despair leaked out.

The string of blood-red data floating in his mind—every single character was mocking their insignificance and powerlessness.

Rank 40.

7,860,000 HP.

How is this battle supposed to be fought anymore?

What can they use to fight it?

The only lucky hope in his heart was the Rank 6 defensive grand array beneath his feet, which had been personally modified by Zhuge Kongming.

Perhaps…

Perhaps it could hold out a little longer.

However, that Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle clearly did not leave them any room for fantasy.

"Screeech—!!!"

It was another sharp, piercing screech!

This time, it was no longer pure coercion.

It suddenly opened its eagle beak, which seemed to be cast from divine metal, and a visible golden sound wave spread out like ripples!

Wherever the sound wave passed, even the air underwent violent distortion!

"Boom—!!!"

The golden sound wave fiercely crashed against that dark blue energy barrier!

At this moment, the entire city wall shook violently!

That blue light barrier, which was originally indestructible and hadn't wavered in the slightest even under the frantic impact of tens of thousands of exotic beasts, actually emitted a crisp "crack" sound under this collision!

A shocking crack, centered on the point of impact, rapidly spread like a spider web!

"It's over…"

These two words simultaneously surfaced in everyone's heart.

Li Gang's pupils shrank abruptly, and the sense of crisis bordering on death instantly shocked him awake from despair.

He strained his throat and let out a hysterical roar!

"All Magical Cannons! Stop giving a damn about the small fry below! Concentrate your fire on that feathered beast in the sky for me!"

"Open fire! Open fire!!!"

On the city wall, the soldiers responsible for operating the Magical Cannons snapped out of their daze, hurriedly turning the gun barrels in a fluster and aiming the scorching hot barrels at the giant eagle in the sky.

"Hum—! Hum—!"

Dozens of Magical Cannons lit up with blinding radiance once again!

"Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dazzling beams of energy converged into a torrent, tearing through the night sky and fiercely blasting toward that Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle with Donghai City's final fury!

At this moment, the sky was as bright as day!

Li Gang did not stop; he raised the dragon-head heavy spear in his hands once again, frantically pouring the dwindling energy within his body into it!

Above the spear barrel, a crimson halo spun frantically!

"Go to Hell and die for me!!!"

He pulled the trigger, roaring as he fired his strongest strike!

However, facing this concentrated fire attack that was enough to instantly evaporate a Calamity-Rank BOSS,

that Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle merely raised one of its wings with disdain.

Those wings composed of dark golden feathers acted like the sturdiest shield, blocking in front of it.

The next second, dozens of energy beams and that crimson stream of light all slammed into its wings!

The explosive light and flames swallowed everything!

But the heaven-shaking damage numbers expected in imagination did not appear.

"-12541!"

"-13887!"

…

"-18956!"

A string of scraping-like damage numbers floated up from the giant eagle's head.

Added together, it wasn't even two hundred thousand.

For its terrifying HP pool as high as over seven million, it wasn't even a drop in the bucket.

The light and flames dissipated.

The Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle slowly lowered its wings.

In that area subjected to the concentrated fire, apart from the colors of a few feathers dimming slightly, not even a trace of a scar was left behind.

"Screeech?"

It tilted its huge head, and in those vertical golden pupils, a trace of human-like confusion leaked out.

As if wondering why this group of ants wanted to make such meaningless struggles.

Immediately afterward, that trace of confusion transformed into violent rage after being provoked!

"Screeech—!!!!"

It spread its wings and flapped them fiercely!

"Whoosh—!"

Two terrifying tornadoes composed of countless golden wind blades appeared out of thin air, carrying a destructive aura capable of cutting everything, and swept fiercely toward the energy barrier below!

"Crack! Crack!"

Under the frenzied cutting of these two tornadoes, the cracks on the barrier spread at an even more terrifying speed!

The light of the entire barrier began to dim and flicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it would completely collapse at any moment!

This Hell-Rank BOSS was still an insurmountable mountain of despair to them right now.

Even if that black Dragon from the Eternal Night Guild, which was also Hell-Rank, were here, it would be of no use.

The Ranks differed by a full twenty Ranks.

That was simply not a battle of the same magnitude.

Li Gang still didn't stop the actions in his hands, frantically pulling the trigger.

Although his complexion was already pale at this moment, cold sweat streamed down his forehead like a brook.

Every single shot was a huge burden to him.

But he couldn't stop.

As the commander-in-chief, if he showed even a sliver of despair, the morale of the entire city wall would instantly collapse.

He could only continue fighting.

Even if this was just a futile struggle.

"Crack—"

There was another crisp sound!

The cracks on the energy barrier grew even larger!

Through those spider-web-like gaps, the people on the city wall could even see the undisguised mockery and cruelty in the giant eagle's eyes.

A sense of helpless despair surged into everyone's heart.

However.

Right at this moment.

A terrifying coercion, even more vast and domineering than that giant eagle's, descended from the higher skies without warning with a boom!

That coercion carried the supreme Divine Might of suppressing all eternity and looking down upon all living beings!

Everyone on the city wall who was waiting for death trembled violently!

They lifted their heads with difficulty, looking in the direction from which the coercion came.

Even that overbearing Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle seemed to sense something; its action of cutting the barrier abruptly stagnated, and its huge head raised vigilantly.

Only to see that above the firmament, which was even deeper than the night color,

at some point, a figure had unexpectedly appeared.

A head of silver-white long hair danced wildly in the gale, and on that face covered in hideous cracks, the expression was indifferent, like an iceberg that had remained frozen for eternity.

It was Moria!

At this moment, he no longer had that elegance and composure from before.

Yet within his deep eyes, there was not a shred of fear toward death.

There was only a cold, dead silence and apathy.

His right hand was raised high.

In the center of his palm, that small black seal erupted once again with dazzling golden light!

The light soared into the sky, and under everyone's shocked gazes, a golden seal phantom, more solid and much larger than any previous time, slowly condensed and formed!

It floated directly above the Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle, like an immemorial divine mountain that could collapse at any moment, emanating a terrifying aura sufficient to make even gods tremble!

"It… It's him!"

"The master of the Eternal Night Guild!"

Earth-shaking exclamations erupted from the city wall!

In everyone's eyes, the spark of hope that had just been extinguished was unexpectedly ignited once again at this moment!

Li Gang widened his eyes even further as he looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar figure, his heart beating wildly out of control.

This guy…

Wasn't he already at the end of his rope and not far from death?

Why… Why could he still urge that terrifying weapon?

Could he really not be afraid of death?