The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful Chapter 503: Wasteland Guild, What's Going On? (3)

Chapter 503: Wasteland Guild, What’s Going On? (3)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In addition, the guild could organize manpower and resources to complete a plan or a specific goal at any time, something that solo players couldn’t compare with.

Seeing so many enemies, Ji Chen felt that the battlefield he had set up seemed a bit small.

But he had to make do with it.

So, this is the guild… let’s show them what we’re made of?

Zunong stood on a high ground, looking at the distant peninsula shrouded in mist, and the ruins of a small town that was faintly visible in the vast whiteness. He furrowed his brow slightly.

At this moment, he somewhat doubted whether these dense fog was intentionally set by the enemy.

However, he had no worries at all.

This area was probably not even big enough to accommodate a hundred thousand people, and they had a total force of four hundred thousand. It would be a piece of cake to take down a single player.

With this in mind, Zunong didn’t want to waste any more time. After completing this bounty, he had to rush to Feiguang City to join forces with the Ba.s.s Kingdom’s army.

He immediately gave orders.

“Send a thousand Minotaurs, seven thousand Heavy Infantry, a thousand Blood Wolves, and three thousand Crossbowmen for fire support.

Three hours from now, 1 want to see the head of that player named Ji Chen.”

“Yes, Sir!”

A formation of ten thousand five hundred troops advanced slowly, organized into arrays of a hundred soldiers each.

Leading the way in the center were human Heavy Infantry wearing armor and wielding longswords and shields. Following them were Crossbowmen with powerful crossbows. On the flanks were giant wolves with dark green fur, each about two meters long.

What was truly astonishing was the Minotaur warriors at the front. They possessed explosive muscles like solid rocks, wielding giant axes the size of washbasins, and exhaling heavy breaths from their noses.

With a Tier 4, 7-star strength, they were a nightmare for most enemies.

Even among the Wasteland Guild, Minotaur warriors were considered advanced units, with only a few dozen members having their recruitment camp. These four thousand Minotaur warriors were more than capable of breaking through the defenses of five times their number of ordinary troops.

Among them, there was also a blue-excellent-tier hero leading them, and his direct deployment confirmed Zunong’s intention to end the battle as quickly as possible.

Wu Lun and his gang, who had been pushed to the side, were now filled with excitement and antic.i.p.ation as they witnessed this scene.

Was Ji Chen finally going to face retribution? He had caused their entire army to be wiped out, and now he would probably receive a similar punishment!

Hoo~

The Minotaur warriors, wielding giant axes, roared in anger and led a swift charge across the gra.s.sland. The Blood Wolves on both flanks also moved with rapid and agile steps, transforming into dark specters. Both forces quickly separated from the main army and rushed towards the abandoned town.

According to the plan, they would use their formidable breakthrough abilities to disrupt the enemy’s defenses, and then the human Heavy Infantry and Crossbowmen would enter the battlefield to deal with the already disarrayed foes.

However…

Just as they were about two to three hundred meters away from the abandoned town, hundreds of blue rays of light suddenly appeared within the town, breaking through the layers of fog and falling like raindrops, evenly sprinkling on the s.p.a.cious gra.s.sland.

Boom!

As if hundreds of alchemical bombs had exploded simultaneously, a violent surge of magical energy swept out in all directions, cutting and striking the Minotaur warriors and Blood Wolves as if they were rolling knives.

Amidst the blue radiance, large pieces of torn flesh and blood sprayed out, causing more than a thousand Minotaur warriors and five hundred Blood Wolves to fall under this wave of attacks. Zunong, who was sitting comfortably on the high ground, almost sprayed out the water he had just drunk.

What the h.e.l.l was going on!?