Summit Farmer-Chapter 2220 - 2218 Formation Power

Peter Brown wasn’t in a hurry. For him, there were still two tasks to focus on. One was establishing his own secret teleportation formations to facilitate his next phase of Elixir Sea teleportation. After each teleportation, he would seek locations suitable for setup based on the teleportation distance. Fortunately, existing teleportation formations here had established paths, so there weren’t any significant obstacles.

The second task was to further develop his Network in the Eastern region.

Previously, Peter’s Faith Network had been established in the East, but since this wasn’t directly under his domain, the connection was limited to interactions with Saints and upper-level leaders. Now, he began building some base stations, letting them radiate outwards. As a result, the entire region was brought under his jurisdiction.

This time, Peter’s construction speed was astonishingly fast. After eliminating numerous Quasi-Saints and Void Saints, Peter found himself in no shortage of materials and crafted numerous formation disks, which only needed to be embedded underground to complete the setup.

Gradually, Peter’s Network began to expand outward.

Something’s wrong!

Just as Peter’s network reached its easternmost point, his expression drastically changed.

The Giant Being Tribe had suddenly launched an assault!

The Network transmitted reports of various locations being overrun by massive armies of the Giant Being Tribe within moments.

Through the humans on-site, Peter caught a glimpse of the Giants’ appearance. Each towering at least three meters tall, their attacks revealed their overwhelming superiority compared to humans of the same rank.

As much of the Network was destroyed, Peter realized that wherever the Giants went, extermination followed in their wake—a situation where entire Human Clan cities were utterly wiped out.

Peter could no longer afford to focus on Network connections. He quickly teleported and rushed toward the scenes of devastation.

Right at this moment, a message from the Saint of Heaven Origin arrived.

"Peter, hurry there quickly!"

The Saint of Heaven Origin sounded deeply concerned; he clearly hadn’t anticipated this turn of events. The enemy’s onslaught was far too swift.

"How are things in other areas?" Peter asked.

The Saint of Heaven Origin replied, "From all signs, enemies from various Outer Worlds are assembling, possibly preparing for invasion. None of us can leave our own posts, and the Eastern Battlefield can only rely on you."

So, there really is a problem!

Upon hearing this, Peter immediately understood the situation. Enemies from the Outer Worlds were secretly joining forces, likely observing how the Giant Being Tribe’s assault played out. If humanity showed inadequate resistance, widespread attacks would ensue, leading to humanity’s downfall.

After a round of teleportation, Peter exhaled deeply, finally reaching his destination.

This was a deserted area. After embedding several secret teleportation formations, he realized that the forward teleportation formations had already been destroyed by the Giants. He ceased teleporting further. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Using his Divine Sense to scan ahead, Peter saw the Azure Sky filled with a heavy atmosphere of slaughter.

It’s over!

There was no need for speculation. From the ominous aura of the sky, Peter could tell that the Human Clan in the area ahead had been annihilated.

Clenching his fists, Peter’s eyes burned with fury. He hadn’t expected the Giant Being Tribe’s cruelty to be so absolute—directly initiating a race annihilation war.

Fine, if that’s the case, I, Peter Brown, will annihilate your entire Giant Being Tribe!

At this moment, Peter swore to wipe out the Giants.

But Peter wasn’t someone who acted on impulse. Though anger filled his heart, he continued his preparations, systematically deploying hidden teleportation formations for retreat routes, then proceeding to construct base stations. After several days of effort, Peter re-established the Network in that region.

Next, he needed to expand the Network towards the Giants’ domain.

By now, Peter had grown considerably stronger. After stepping forward into the void step by step, a massive army of the Giant Being Tribe appeared before him.

As Peter observed this army, their swift movement was akin to gusts of wind. The soldiers moved at remarkable speed, likely having just decimated an area, now advancing rapidly toward the Human Clan’s direction.

Standing in the void, Peter watched the approaching Giant Being Army. As his Divine Sense swept across them, he didn’t detect any exceedingly powerful experts—at most, Quasi-Saint-level fighters.

Peter didn’t concern himself with their ranking methods; instead, he gauged their cultivation by sensing their energy levels. Any energy equivalent to Quasi-Saints was naturally deemed Quasi-Saint-level individuals.

Currently, Peter had only a few Quasi-Saint Protectors, so he couldn’t afford to charge recklessly into battle. After contemplating, Peter decided to test his Four Sages Ultimate Kill Array.

With a solemn expression, Peter waved his hand, and the air was suddenly infused with pervasive killing intent.

Then, something astonishing unfolded in front of him.

The incoming army comprised One hundred thousand vanguard soldiers. They approached with relentless momentum, destroying cities and territories along their path. Although there weren’t many exceptionally strong fighters, this army boasted tens of thousands of Void Saints and over a dozen Quasi-Saints, with additional mastery in Formation Dao that few Human Clan Quasi-Saints could counter.

At this moment, the Space Domain seemed to suddenly manifest a formidable confinement force, and an enormous formation descended.

This was an entirely new formation—one they had never encountered before.

As the formation descended, what stunned them further was the emergence of four virtual Saints within the array.

Saints!

Every Giant Being marveled. How could Saints appear so unexpectedly? And at once, four Saints had arrived.

Before they could react, the Saints raised their hands and, with a motion of suppression and annihilation, One hundred thousand soldiers dissolved into energy, which dispersed into the void. Then, the formation ravenously absorbed the energy, fully merging it with itself.

Gone?

Peter stood there, somewhat stunned. Though he knew his formation was extraordinary, he hadn’t expected it to be this powerful. This was no ordinary formation.

One hundred thousand powerful soldiers, eradicated instantaneously by deploying the formation—it was absurdly overwhelming.

Now Peter pondered his own safety. While the formation was undoubtedly reliable, the issue lay in his personal protection. His handful of Quasi-Saint Protectors likely wouldn’t suffice; he estimated that he’d need at least fifty Quasi-Saints for adequate security.

Nevertheless, after this battle, Peter gained tremendous confidence. This was no ordinary formation—it truly had the potential to threaten Saints. Its claim of slaughtering Saints wasn’t merely empty words.

Initially, Peter had intended to capture some members of the Giant Being Tribe to expand the Network further and gather intelligence on their activities. However, the formation’s sheer destructive power completely obliterated One hundred thousand giants, leaving him no opportunity for such plans. Now, he was left with no choice but to penetrate deeper into their territory.

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