With every one hundred million powerhouses as a unit, more than ten thousand Battle Formation Spirits were formed.
Every single Battle Formation Spirit possessed strength at the peak of demigod grade!
In other words, it was equivalent to ten thousand peak demigod powerhouses appearing in Zone 5 at the same time.
Rumble!!!!
More than ten thousand peak demigod-grade Battle Formation Spirits erupted with their auras.
The wind and clouds changed color.
The clouds in the sky were directly shattered by this momentum. The earth began to crack, and countless low-level players were pressed down by the pressure until they could not even raise their heads.
[Alan] (Overlord Guild · Vice Guild Leader): "This pressure... is kind of fierce."
[Anna] (Overlord Guild · Vice Guild Leader): "Hold steady. The Guild Leader hasn’t moved yet."
...
John looked at this scene and sneered slightly.
"Formations?"
He shook his head, his tone filled with contempt.
"Before me, no matter what you form, it is useless."
"Aerial Lockdown Law!"
Outside the plane—
In other words, within the endless starry sky beyond the world—
Waves of fluctuations spread out.
Those fluctuations formed special ripples...
And only John could receive them.
As John sensed the ripples in the starry sky, a mysterious and profound low chant sounded beside his ears.
Each chant was mysterious and powerful.
[Aerial Lockdown Law · Extreme has been triggered!]
[Domain Range: 10,000-meter radius!]
[All spatial skills have been sealed!]
"Roar!!!"
John opened his mouth wide and roared at the more than ten thousand peak demigod-grade Battle Formation Spirits before him.
The vibration caused by his roar perfectly matched the ripples of the starry sky.
The two immediately produced a strange reaction.
Following that roar, circles of sound waves rapidly spread toward the ten thousand peak demigod-level Battle Formation Spirits.
Then, under the visible sound waves, the Battle Formation Spirits were like glass cups struck by ultrasonic waves.
Bang!
They shattered instantly.
Bang, bang, bang!
Shattered!
Shattered!
Shattered!
More than ten thousand Battle Formation Spirits were actually destroyed by John at the same time.
Those Battle Formation Spirits, each at the peak of demigod grade, could not even withstand a single move. All of them transformed into countless specks of light that filled the sky.
The powerhouses of the myriad races widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible? Our Battle Formation Spirits—"
"More than ten thousand peak demigod-grade Battle Formation Spirits all shattered?"
"What kind of monster is this? How did he do it?"
...
[You have killed a Lv.380 demon race war general. Obtained Divine Class Points +3,800, gold coins +38,000,000,000, Fame +3,800,000,000!]
[You have plundered SS-grade skill: Hellfire Skyburn!]
[You have plundered SS-grade equipment: Abyssal Demon Armor!]
...
[You have killed a Lv.360 Divine Race warrior. Obtained Divine Class Points +3,600, gold coins +36,000,000,000, Fame +3,600,000,000!]
[You have plundered SS-grade talent: Holy Light Protection!]
[You have plundered Godhood Shard ×50!]
...
[You have killed a Lv.400 Dragon Race elite. Obtained Divine Class Points +4,000, gold coins +40,000,000,000, Fame +4,000,000,000!]
[You have plundered SSS-grade skill: Dragon Might Shakes the World!]
[You have plundered God-rank material: Dragon Emperor Reverse Scale ×1!]
...
For a time, countless kill prompts flooded John’s ears like a screen being spammed.
As the Battle Formation Spirits fell...
Countless powerhouses of the myriad races suffered severe backlash.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Almost every myriad-race powerhouse was seriously injured.
Those who were slightly weaker died directly from the backlash.
The demigods of the myriad races, who had originally been so aggressive, were now all coughing blood, their faces deathly pale. Their formations completely collapsed.
"N-No way..."
"Our battle formation was broken just like that?"
"Damn human! What kind of sorcery did he use?!"
In an instant, hundreds of millions of myriad-race powerhouses were indirectly killed by John.
John did not even look at the fallen corpses. He turned to the players behind him and gave the order.
"Attack!"
The moment his voice fell...
The tens of billions of players who had long since prepared on the side decisively released their skills.
Countless skills formed a vast sea of attacks, crashing toward the endless powerhouses of the myriad races before them.
The sky was covered by that endless sea of skills, and the heavens suddenly darkened.
"Damn it! We’ve been ambushed!"
"Cunning humans! They teleported us here with this plan in mind!"
"Don’t just wait to die! Counterattack! Counterattack! Ah, I’m dead..."
"Help! I don’t want to die yet—"
"Don’t step on me! I was knocked down by our own people!"
Facing the fire coverage of tens of billions of players, the powerhouses of the myriad races fell in waves like wheat being harvested.
Corpses piled atop corpses, and blood flowed like rivers.
[Alan] shouted in the command channel, "Don’t stop! Use instant-cast skills as much as possible! Use basic skills!"
In large-scale warfare...
The continuity and coverage of firepower were the most important.
Losing some power did not matter.
As long as there were enough skills, they could eventually grind countless myriad-race powerhouses to death.
If they pursued skill power too much and broke the continuity of their firepower output, the loss would outweigh the gain.
"Activate defensive arrays! Release defensive skills and protect allied forces!" Anna also ordered.
Most of the players in Zone 5 were at the super-god tier.
Compared with the players of the Genesis Continent, their overall strength was one tier higher.
This wave was originally meant to create experience packs for the Genesis Continent players.
As long as they could protect their allied forces, that alone would be a great contribution.
As Anna’s voice fell...
Countless players of the Overlord Guild cast defensive skills one after another, protecting themselves and their allies.
"Sword Aura Guard Formation!"
Holly drew her sword from its sheath, and sword light transformed into a barrier that covered a large area of allied forces.
The sword light was like a rainbow, blocking hundreds of incoming counterattack skills from the myriad races.
With a turn of her wrist, Holly slashed out three more sword auras.
"Hold the formation! Don’t let them scatter our lines!"
At that moment—
The counterattack of the myriad races arrived as well.
There were simply too many of them...
Even hundreds of billions of skills had only caused them to lose over ten billion powerhouses.
After all, the myriad-race powerhouses were demigod-grade existences. Their desperate counterattack after being forced into a corner was not to be underestimated.
"Kill! Kill all these humans!"
"Even if we die, we’ll drag a few down with us!"
"Let them know that the myriad races are not to be provoked!"
Immediately...
A hundred billion skills from the myriad-race powerhouses came crashing down.
The overwhelming attacks smashed toward the players’ formation like a torrential storm.
[Alan] (Overlord Guild · Vice Guild Leader): "A hundred billion skills! Defense team, hold the line!"
[Anna] (Overlord Guild · Vice Guild Leader): "Even if you can’t hold, you must hold! The Guild Leader’s damage-reflection array has already been activated!"
At this moment...
John made his move.
"Divine Ability: Mystic Gate!"
Boom!!!
With John as the center—
The surrounding space suddenly changed.
Most of the skills that had originally been attacking the players suddenly shifted direction...
And turned into attacks aimed at John alone.
Divine Ability: Mystic Gate could alter the target and direction of attacks within its range.
John could have made their skills fly back and strike their own side.
But he did not do that.
Because he had a damage-reflection buff!
[Wrathborn activated!]
[Defense Amplification: 500%!]
[Damage Reflection Effect has taken effect!]
Immediately, countless skills struck John’s body.
[-1! (Forced Damage)!]
[-1! (Forced Damage)!]
[-1! (Forced Damage)!]