Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 2111 - 970: Advanced Legendary Spell—Rain of Fire

Chapter 2111: Chapter 970: Advanced Legendary Spell—Rain of Fire

The five Purple Dragon Knight Legions changed their attack direction as if receiving a signal, charging along the path taken by King Yasan.

With the two forces working in concert, their attack was overwhelming.

The defensive lines of the Tukan people were utterly torn apart, and the Purple Dragon Knight Legions, like a flood of quicksilver, seeped through the breaches, further tearing apart the Tukan defenses.

There was no need for command; the mercenaries, seeing the opportunity, naturally followed up, securing the victories of the Purple Dragon Knight Legions.

This situation did not arise by chance; it was the strategy Felen Allied Forces had formulated from the start.

Like the Goddess of Strategy, King Yasan, the Human King, also needed to leverage the overall strength of the Felen Allied Forces.

Or rather, he could also draw upon his identity as a human king.

The more brilliantly the Felen Allied Forces performed in the war, the more strength he could draw from it.

Especially when facing the army led by Khan Yamun, an evil god.

The situation constantly shifted.

Khan Yamun was evidently aware of this; with a wave of his hand, the Power of Slaughter surged again on the battlefield.

Hundreds of Killing Vajra Lama guarding the Tukan Camp let out roars simultaneously, entering the Killing Vajra state.

Unlike most bare-handed Killing Vajras, they gathered colossal scarlet longbows in their hands.

There was no need for Khan Yamun’s orders; these Killing Vajras immediately followed his example, drawing their bows and shooting arrows.

A massive shower of scarlet arrows rained down upon the dragon squadron led by King Yasan.

The purpose was simple: a saturation attack.

King Yasan faced Khan Yamun’s attack with all his might to intercept the remaining forces.

The attacks from these Killing Vajras might not be as powerful as Khan Yamun’s, but their numbers still posed a significant threat.

"Sword Aura Storm!" King Yasan unleashed eight sword strikes in one breath.

Each strike emitted a slightly smaller sword aura, crisscrossing to form a sword aura storm, completely shielding himself and his dragon mount.

He paid no mind to the survival of the five Dragon Souls trailing behind him.

They were summoned Dragon Soul illusions; even if they were destroyed, it would merely waste some energy. As long as the Dragon Soul Military Banner remained intact and the Purple Dragon Knight Legion was not wiped out, they would not be permanently lost.

These five Purple Giant Dragons seemed aware of their fate, so each dived toward the most densely packed areas of the Tukan people.

They would use their final strength to attack the enemy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

No surprises occurred.

Not a single arrow shot at King Yasan breached his sword aura defense.

The five Dragon Souls couldn’t withstand the massive arrow barrage and were shot down from the sky.

The Power of Slaughter and the violet controlling force erupted wildly, plunging the soldiers below into chaos and frenzy once more.

This time, Khan Yamun had the upper hand.

Yet, no hint of joy appeared on Khan Yamun’s face, for he realized he had fallen into another trap.

King Yasan himself was a strategic piece, primarily meant to tie down Khan Yamun and the main forces of the Killing Vajra Lama, preventing them from interfering with the legendary spellcasters of the Felen Allied Forces.

Now their legendary spell was already taking shape.

A crimson cloud appeared out of nowhere above the Tukan Army, its terrifying Fire Element was palpable even from kilometers away.

These Fire Elements condensed to such an extent that they began to fall like raindrops.

The sky started raining fire over a five-kilometer diameter.

In the center of this fire cloud floated an old man with white hair and beard, garbed in luxurious court robes. None other than Komeer Kingdom’s Court Archmage Feng Geda Hast.

The rain of fire blanketed the Tukan Army, without affecting the Felen Allied Forces at all.

As the fire cloud hovered, the fire rain began drifting towards the Tukan Army.

"Ahh... Help, I’m on fire, I’m on fire!"

"Khan, save me, Khan, save me..."

"We can’t fight this battle, run for your lives! Everyone, flee for your lives!"

This Rain of Fire dealt a fatal blow to the Tukan people, causing their entire line to collapse.

Not to mention whether they could withstand such scorching, their clothes and armor couldn’t withstand it and would soon ignite.

Even if they could endure, their horses couldn’t bear it; under continuous burning pain, many Tukan Warhorses went berserk, ignoring their riders, chaotically rampaging and disrupting the Tukan formations into disarray.

Only the Killing Vajra Lamas, transformed into Killing Vajras, could barely hold their ground.

But before tens of thousands of Felen Allied Forces, they stood alone and overwhelmed.

When they stood alone in the battlefield, it was the moment they became the targets of concentrated fire.

Magic, arrows, all sorts of remote attacks rained down on them.

Before the melee could even approach, they fell with a crash. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The defeat was devastating.

When the courage of the Tukan people was utterly shredded, not even Khan Yamun could rally them back.

"Khan Yamun, take another strike from me!" King Yasan’s momentum was unstoppable.

He swung his sword at Khan Yamun once more.

This time, his simple strike, though plain, was unmatched in magnitude and energy cohesion compared to the first.