Chapter 1088: Chapter 769: Born for Battle

The death of that powerful Flame Demon shifted the morale of the Demons on the battlefield.

It made those Inferior Demons who could still launch mad Charges grow timid.

It was equivalent to dragging the Demons’ morale down.

The slightly stronger Demons didn’t care about this at all; they still kept Charging and slaying, the death of the Balrog Flame Demon meant nothing to them.

The formation of the Night Watchers slightly pulled back before the shockwave arrived, Shields tilting, perfectly blocking most of the damage, with only the frontmost Warriors’ arms going numb from the impact.

Aside from this simple formation composed of these Light Guardians.

The Soul Guardian squads were also rampaging through the Demons’ formation.

Every Soul Guardian squad had its own specialty, each of them had something they excelled at.

And these Night Watchers Raelia had brought into the Abyss were without a doubt Elites of the battlefield; their special skills were all abilities that could produce miraculous effects in battle.

These squads charged back and forth across the battlefield; even packs of Demons could not stop them.

When they went on a rampage, it was almost easy and effortless.

And their targets were extremely clear: they specifically picked out valuable Demons to surround and kill.

Demons were chaotic by nature.

Their chaotic nature prevented them from forming any effective advancing formation; they all just rushed forward blindly.

This made things almost too easy for the orderly Soul Guardian squads; though powerful Demons could still injure them and slow their steps.

But their war objectives were always achieved in the end.

You could not expect Demons to help each other.

Any Demon that received "special attention" would be wiped out by a Soul Guardian squad in an instant, and then these Night Watcher squads would quickly withdraw.

After clearing away the pursuers, they would circle around and Charge back in again.

Very soon the entire battlefield was cut to pieces by the Soul Guardians; a battlefield that was already chaotic became even more so.

The Demons would one moment throw themselves against the formation formed by the Light Guardians, and the next be lured away by one or two Soul Guardians to attack elsewhere.

The only slightly intelligent Demon Commander was thrown into confusion in this situation; a large number of Inferior Demons took the chance to flee.

If it weren’t that no one could take the Commander down in a short time, he would already have become a primary target.

"Opportunity! Commander on the left!"

Raelia’s voice carried an unquestionable command.

At that prompt, a Night Watcher squad nearby combined their strength and directly fired a special Magic Bullet.

This Magic Bullet’s power wasn’t impressive, but it seemed to possess some special ability; the moment it exploded, a large number of Inferior Demons were blasted away, yet they seemed to suffer almost no wounds.

The Demon Commander himself, however, staggered and swayed, unable for a moment to regain his balance.

Raelia burst through the explosion’s smoke unscathed, War Axe pointing at that Demon Commander who had lost his balance from the Impact.

"Charge!"

There was no need to stay on the defensive anymore; aside from those Inferior Demons, the other Demons would not lose morale and flee unless you slaughtered them all.

Especially now that the battlefield was growing ever more blood-soaked.

Especially while the Demons still held a numerical advantage.

"By your command, Commander!"

Several Elite Night Watcher Warriors shot out like tigers loosed from their cages, pouncing forward in an instant under the cover of the Shield Guards.

The Soul Guardian squad that had been close by also coordinated with Raelia and charged at the Demon Commander.

Long Spears, sharp swords, Warhammers, carrying long-gathered Power and precise coordination, snapped at that powerful Demon Commander like deadly fangs.

The Commander swung his Giant Axe, desperately trying to Block; he split one Long Spear, but could not stop the sword stabbing in from the side that pierced through the joint of his knee, nor could he stop the Heavy Hammer howling down from above!

"Aaaargh, you—"

The Commander’s final roar was drowned out by the horrifying sound of shattering bone; Raelia’s War Axe, trailing a ghostly blue Soul glow, slammed down hard, smashing the Axe handle he used to Block clean in two.

The axe blade bit deep into his shoulder, forcing him down; his massive body had no choice but to prostrate itself.

Raelia, who seemed almost petite in front of him, nonetheless forced him down by sheer pressure.

His enormous body was instantly nailed and smashed to the ground by several Weapons; foul blood and entrails spurted out. Raelia’s War Axe slid free and chopped down in a diagonal arc.

The massive body twitched a few times, then moved no more.

With the Commander and the Flame Demon falling one after another, the Demon army completely lost its backbone and its powerful fire support.

The surrounding Inferior Demons started fleeing in wild panic.

Chaos spread like a plague.

The Inferior Demons scattered like headless flies, while the Frenzy of the Frenzy Demons turned into mutual slaughter; in their madness they cared nothing for friend or foe—anything that moved was a target.

The one remaining Flame Demon was blanketed by the Night Watch Mages’ Frost Storm and Arcane Missiles; in futile gouts of flame it was frozen and torn apart.

With firepower focused, even a Demon at Legendary level could not hold out.

Let alone that there were Soul Guardian squads nearby restraining him, leaving him no way to bring his Power to bear, much less escape.

The roars of Demons on the battlefield were gradually replaced by terrified wails and the chaotic footsteps of retreat.

This was the result once the powerful Demons were slain, leaving only the Inferior Demons behind.

The Night Watcher Warriors did not pursue recklessly; they merely stabilized the line and used precise ranged attacks to reap the fleeing Demons.

Their Armor was covered in scratches, dents, and foul blood; many bore marks of being scorched by flame, torn by Sharp Claws, or shattered by heavy blows, the blood seeping out staining their inner linings red.

Their breathing was rough; sweat mixed with blood and grime ran down their foreheads, yet their eyes remained sharp, the hands gripping their Weapons steady, their backs straight as spears.

The pain on their bodies could not penetrate their Spirit; some Blessing allowed them, even with Severe Injury, as long as their Blood Volume was not emptied, as long as they could endure the pain of their wounds, to maintain their Status and keep fighting.

Still, they were battling Demons; even with the mighty Physical Strength of the Night Watchers, such a high-intensity battlefield was somewhat taxing.

Exhausted gasps were inevitable.

Raelia stood atop a heap of Demon corpses piled like a mountain, the blade of "Oathkeeper" dripping thick black blood.

Her silver-gray mane whipped in the wind thick with the stench of blood and char. She swept this briefly Purified scorched earth with a cold gaze, her hoof planted on the head of a still-twitching Frenzy Demon.

She raised her forehoof and brought it down hard.

"Crack."

A crisp snap ended the last trace of Demon struggle on the battlefield.

Only on the battlefield could one truly understand that Raelia was born for this; only on the battlefield could one ignore that careless, lazy attitude she showed in daily life.

Only at times like this did she resemble a leader everyone could wholeheartedly trust.

Victory, like the ground beneath her hooves, was hard and cold.

"Sigh, sure enough, only when she’s doing her actual job does she halfway look the part."

Kana, who had been watching the battlefield the whole time, thought helplessly.

But judging by Raelia right now, she seemed about to level up again; a being born for war could only gain more insight on the battlefield.