Ashen Dragon-Chapter 572 - 32 Slaughter Demon_2

Chapter 572: Chapter 32 Slaughter Demon_2

Chapter 572 -32 Slaughter Demon_2

The monster that resembled a stitcher beast demon leapt tens of meters into the air, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant, and rapidly approached the Empire’s defenses.

“Boom!”

Another loud noise erupted as the Massacre Demon crashed to the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently, dust to fill the sky, and rocks to scatter in all directions.

Larger craters appeared on the ground, and within that billowing dust, the Massacre Demon’s massive and fierce silhouette was like a nightmare racing across the land, charging toward the defensive line with alarming speed.

With each step it took, the ground emitted a dull thud and trembled slightly.

Facing the ferocious onslaught of the demon, the Empire’s officers and soldiers inside the bunker began to panic, as they had never seen such a spectacle before.

“Quick!”

“Kill it!”

“The demon is coming! Aim for it!”

For a moment, rifles, machine guns, and even cannons within the bunker were all aimed at the giant beast.

All bullets, shells, and grenades poured toward the Massacre Demon in an attempt to completely kill the behemoth threatening the Empire’s defensive line.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Suddenly, consecutive explosions appeared on the wasteland, and intense flames covered a large portion of the battlefield, also engulfing the Massacre Demon.

Thick gunpowder smoke filled the air, ash and dust were kicked up, and a pungent odor permeated the surroundings.

“Is it over?”

“Did it… did it die?”

This was the common question in the hearts of all the soldiers in the bunker.

“What’s that…”

George watched the billowing smoke tensely, his heart pounding for some unknown reason.

Logically, after such a dense barrage of firepower, even the strongest demon should have been turned to ash, but George’s instincts from years of war told him—things were far from that simple.

Indeed, the gunpowder smoke surged in a certain area, and a massive and fierce shadow burst out from the dust, laughing wildly.

Those pairs of eyes glittered eerily like a spider’s, revealing endless murderous intent.

“Hahahaha! Feeble resistance! All of you shall be slaughtered by me—utterly massacred!”

Immediately afterward, it raised its head and opened its mouth brimming with sharp teeth, letting out a furious and chaotic roar.

“Roar—”

The roar was irregular, rhythmless, filled with the breath of chaos, like the cacophonous wails of millions of demons from the Abyss.

That was Blasphemy!

Instantly, everyone in the bunker felt an overwhelming terror, their souls trembled, and visions of their deities being devoured by the Massacre Demon flooded their minds.

“What… what is that?”

“Cassius above…”

“Desecration, this is utter desecration!”

The soldiers agonized, clutching their heads, writhing on the ground, screaming and wailing.

George’s face turned pale, his forehead beaded with cold sweat that trickled down his cheeks.

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But he clenched his teeth, making a chattering noise, still maintaining the most basic semblance of sanity.

——After all, being of the Dragonblood Nobility, their souls had formed a solid bond with His Majesty, strong enough to withstand any soul-level assault.

“Damn demon…”

George looked around at the suffering soldiers and said bitterly.

This demon was too powerful if it were given a chance to break through the Imperial’s Wall, it could even slaughter the Heavy Artillery Battalion by itself.

With that in mind, George made a decisive move, rushing to an empty machine gun position and opened fire on the Massacre Demon while shouting commands, “Covering fire!

Heavy Shield Soldiers, get on top of it! We must not let that demon break through the defensive line!

For the sake of—Ashen Empire!”

There were still many clear-headed soldiers in the defensive lines, such as the always haphazard Ogres, the not-so-smart Wyverns, and the soulless player characters…

“For the Empire!”

“Ogre Shield Bearers, charge!”

“Flatten this giant bug and eat it!”

The Ogres let out battle cries as they carried nearly four-meter-high steel Giant Shields, standing at the forefront of the defensive line, forming a solid wall.

Behind them, machine guns and cannons continuously peppered the Massacre Demon with bullets and shells, covering these Giant Shield Soldiers with firepower.

Meanwhile, the players rushed out of the bunker exhilarated, attacking the Massacre Demon from all directions.

“Here it comes!”

“Brothers, follow me!”

“Take this boss down, and we’ll be rich! This thing’s worth tens of thousands of Ginnars!”

“I want that beast turned over!”

For the players, relying on cannons inside the fortress to rack up contribution was indeed comfortable, but a bit boring.

To face demons in hand-to-hand combat, to surround and attack a boss with teammates, to experience the battlefield filled with gun smoke, to taste the air of blood and fire, that was the romance of war!

“I will make you realize—your own insignificance!”

The Massacre Demon laughed wildly, swinging its huge claws, with its blade-like appendages on its back also waving, glinting coldly.

“Swoosh—”

The thick Giant Shield was suddenly torn open, as effortlessly as slicing through paper.

Following that, the front row of Ogres were also split in half in an instant; they fell with wails, their corpulent bodies spilling blood, a mix of innards.

“How is this possible?”

“They, they just died like that?”

The Ogre Shield Bearers had once been the Empire’s elite troops, undertaking the charge, known as the Empire’s mobile fortress.

But now, they were killed so easily by this terrible demon, as if they were butchering hogs, lambs.

However, there was no time for surprise, as the Massacre Demon ferociously swung its huge claws, crushing several Ogre Heavy Shield Soldiers beneath its grasp, mercilessly grinding them into a pulp.

“Roar—”

The Massacre Demon, standing atop a heap of Ogre corpses, let out a fierce roar, its barbed tail slashing through the air, impaling several soldiers in a consecutive thrust.

“Ow—”

The Bipedal Wyverns circled in the sky, screeching as they dived, attempting to gouge out the eyes of the Massacre Demon.

But the blade-like appendages on the demon’s back moved, slicing across the Wyvern’s slender neck, chopping the still-screaming head from its body.

The sound ceased abruptly.

Then, the Massacre Demon’s long tail stabbed fiercely into its side, piercing through the chest of another Bipedal Wyvern.

One by one, the Wyverns screamed, plummeting to the ground.

Even in The Abyss, the Massacre Demon was a predator among predators.

On the battlefield of the Prime Material Plane, it became an outright killing machine, its mantis-like blade appendages, its barbed tail, its dragon-like sharp claws, its bear-like strong body…

Every one of its organs was meticulously pieced together by a Demon Lord for slaughter, enough to make all enemies before it quake with fear.

Just this one Massacre Demon held back thousands of soldiers on this segment of the Empire’s line, drawing nearly all the fire.

And the Demon Legion following it swiftly advanced, with Giant Bull Demons taking strides, causing the earth to tremble ceaselessly.

The waves of demons surged forth, countless Coward Demons and Original Demons crying out in excitement, swarming together, falling and rising again as they rushed to the front line.

“You Insect Demon, behold the iron fist of the Mighty Heavenly Dragon!”

Facing the rampaging demon, the Mighty Heavenly Dragon stepped forward, his fists as large as pots, raining down on the Massacre Demon’s back like a violent storm.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

But the demon didn’t even flinch, slowly turning its head, all its eyes fixed on the Martial Monk, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

“Human… you have courage, I will give you an interesting death.”

“Swoosh—”

Before the words fell, the massive tail descended from the sky, piercing through the Martial Monk’s crown, impaling his strong body onto the ground.

Before dying, the Martial Monk tried to dodge, but the eerie glow from the dozens of compound eyes rooted him to the spot, rendering him entirely motionless.

“Holy shit! The Mighty Heavenly Dragon got one-shot?”

“Damn, what kind of damage does this boss have? It shattered my Rare armor with one stroke!”

“It’s immune to Lightning! My Lightning Bolt had no effect!”

“It’s coming this way!”

The Massacre Demon slaughtered at will among the crowd, its massive demonic body smeared red with blood, the dozens of compound eyes gleaming with excitement.

It opened its massive maw filled with shredded flesh and fangs, biting towards the soldiers of the Empire, saliva with a foul stench dripping from the corners of its mouth.

“Damn it!”

“Too fast! Can’t dodge!”

The huge mouth split into several parts, swallowing a few unlucky players, then quickly snapped shut, its countless sharp teeth instantly chewing their bodies to pieces.

The Massacre Demon intended to savor this long-missed flesh slowly but suddenly sensed something amiss, a trace of doubt in its compound eyes.

“These weak morsels… have no souls?”