Six Arms asked, “How many do you want?”
Mo Na Ye said, “Since Yang Kai can take action three times, at least three is needed. It would be best if there were five.”
Six Arms couldn’t help frowning as he asked hesitantly, “You want that much?”
Mo Na Ye slowly shook his head and said, “Sir, from what I can see, Yang Kai’s actions seem bold and reckless, but in reality, he is extremely cautious. If he doesn’t have absolute confidence, he won’t act rashly. What’s more, he is now the Regiment Commander of the Human Race’s Mysterious Nether Army, so his actions will only be more careful than before. If there is only one bait, even a fool can see that there is a problem, so how can we let him take the bait? We need to dispel his doubts. Of course, we can’t have too many, if there are too many, it won't be effective as bait.”
Six Arms pondered for a moment. Although he was somewhat resentful towards Mo Na Ye, he had to admit that this fellow’s words made sense.
Seeing him hesitate, Mo Na Ye said, “Sir, this Yang Kai has such strength even at the Eighth Order Open Heaven. Has Sir thought about what would happen if he were to break through to the Ninth Order one day?”
This was something Six Arms hadn’t considered before, but after pondering for a moment, he couldn’t help shivering.
That’s right, Yang Kai was already so powerful at the Eighth Order. If he really broke through to the Ninth Order, what would happen? At that time, even the Royal Lord would not be his opponent.
Without any hesitation, he said, “Go make your preparations, I have my own arrangements.”
Although he didn’t obtain the answer he wanted, Mo Na Ye knew that Six Arms was tempted. Since he was tempted, he would definitely do as he wished. Without further ado, he nodded and left.
A short while later, as Six Arms issued orders, the Black Ink Clan’s army also began to mobilize, preparing to deal with the invasion of the Human Race. From the Ink Nest, the Black Ink Clan masters who were healing their injuries walked out.
The battle was about to begin.
The scouts from both sides constantly shuttled back and forth, passing on the information they had obtained from the frontline. Half a day later, in the void, the two great armies of the two races were like two swarms of locusts, drawing closer to each other.
Among the Human Race’s various fleets, a Seventh Order wandering cultivator was sending out orders to each of the squads to inspect their armaments and prepare for battle.
This was the first time the Mysterious Nether Army had taken the initiative to launch a large-scale attack, and the significance of this attack was extraordinary. The various troops’ morale soared and their killing intent soared.
At a certain moment, when the two armies were about to reach a critical point, the sound of war drums fell from the vanguard.
Under the leadership of Ouyang Lie and several other Eighth Order Human Race masters, the Human Race’s great army began their assault.
The two left and right armies followed closely behind.
The great battle erupted in an instant, and the moment the two armies collided, the entire Mysterious Nether Territory seemed to tremble as the light of Secret Techniques and Artifacts burst forth, illuminating the dark Mysterious Nether Territory.
Numerous Battleship shuttled back and forth, coordinating with one another to meet the incoming Black Ink Clan forces.
Every time a great war broke out, the Human Race would gain the upper hand and kill countless enemies. This was not because the Human Race was truly powerful, but rather because the Black Ink Clan had repeatedly placed weak cannon fodder in front of them, using them to exhaust the Human Race’s forces.
In any case, for the Black Ink Clan, they could have as many cannon fodder as they wanted. As long as they still had the Ink Nest and resources, no matter how many of them died, they could be replenished.
The Human Race, on the other hand, was different. Although the current strength of the Human Race couldn’t be compared to the elites of the Ink Battlefield, they were still much stronger than the Black Ink Clan’s cannon fodder, not to mention that the Human Race had a Battleship to assist them.
In less than two hours, most of the Black Ink Clan’s cannon fodder that had been charging forward had died, and the main force of the Black Ink Clan’s army had arrived soon after. These were all Black Ink Clan cultivators of a certain rank, and even if they were just a Low Rank Black Ink Clan, they were equivalent to a Low Rank Open Heaven Human Race.
The Black Ink Clan’s casualties continued to increase, but the Human Race’s offensive was also greatly reduced. After all, in terms of numbers, the Human Race was far inferior.
Six Arms who is guarding the rear didn’t understand the choice of the Human Race, nor did they know where the Human Race’s confidence came from. Even if they could kill some useless cannon fodder, they still wouldn’t be able to resist the main force of the Black Ink Clan.
From the looks of it, the Black Ink Clan’s losses weren’t small, but these losses were still bearable. On the other hand, if the Human Race were to exhaust themselves too much and be surrounded by the Black Ink Clan’s army, they would suffer heavy losses.
Since he couldn’t figure it out, Six Arms couldn’t be bothered to think about it. Right now, he was focused on searching for traces of Yang Kai.
As expected, Yang Kai was nowhere to be seen, hiding somewhere and waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Six Arms' eyes swept across the battlefield, intentionally or unintentionally. Those places were the bait he had arranged. If Yang Kai really wanted to take action, he would definitely target these Territory Lords.
Mo Na Ye was nowhere to be seen. If Yang Kai didn’t show himself, this guy definitely wouldn’t.
Six Arms frowned and looked behind him. Behind him was the main camp of the Black Ink Clan. There were many Ink Nests, which could be considered the foundation of the Mysterious Nether Territory's Black Ink Clan. Could Yang Kai have gone to the main camp?
He was somewhat suspicious, but even if he really went to the main camp, it wouldn’t matter. There were nearly ten Territory Lords guarding the camp, so Yang Kai wouldn’t be able to gain any advantage.
The number of Black Ink Clan Territory Lords was far greater than the number of Eighth Order Human Race masters, which was why he had made such an arrangement.
The battle had been intense since the beginning, and the Human Race’s army seemed to have gone mad as they expended all of their strength without reservation, as if they wanted to vent all the resentment they had accumulated over the years.
However, soon after, with the counterattack of the Black Ink Clan main force, the Human Race’s offensive was stopped and they quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.
Yang Kai still didn’t show himself, seemingly quite calm.
Just as Six Arms was thinking this, a small sun-like light burst out from the battlefield!
This burst of small sun seemed to be a signal, and soon after, from all over the battlefield, small suns burst out one after another, illuminating the entire world.
Even though there was a great distance between them, the waves of pure light still made Six Arms feel extremely uncomfortable.
Six Arms had seen this light before and knew that it was the power of some artifact. In the war two years ago, the Human Race had used this artifact.
Six Amrs didn’t know what this artifact was called, but after the battle, the surviving Black Ink Clan masters had reported that it was a power that have extreme restraining effect on the Ink Force. Under the cover of this light, the Black Ink Clan’s power had actually melted. If that was all, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but there was also a Territory Lord who had been hit by this artifact and was instantly injured. If he hadn’t escaped quickly, he would have been killed by an Eighth Order Human Race master.
When this light appeared again, Six Arms' expression became gloomy.
After fighting with the Mysterious Nether Army for several decades, the Human Race had never used this kind of artifact before. Two years ago, this was the first time many of the Black Ink Clan had suffered a loss.
However, the Human Race hadn’t mobilized much at that time, and the Black Ink Clan hadn’t suffered too many casualties.
However, the current situation seemed to be a bit off. The pure light beams continued to erupt from all corners of the battlefield, each one of them covering a vast expanse of space.
How could the Human Race have so many such artifacts?
Why hadn’t they used it before?
Although he couldn’t figure it out, Six Arms knew that this was the trump card that the Human Race dared to use to launch an attack. This was because after the burst of light, the Human Race’s army, which had gradually fallen into a disadvantageous position, suddenly became fierce, causing the Black Ink Clan army to be unable to even lift their heads.
There were even some Territory Lords who were injured, and the number of Feudal Lords who died because of this artifact was countless.
No matter how many of the lower-ranking Black Ink Clans died, Six Arms’ heart wouldn’t ache, but the Feudal Lords were different. Each of these Feudal Lords had not grown up easily, the Black Ink Clan was now counting on these Feudal Lords to become Territory Lords and then Royal Lords. If they died, the future of the Black Ink Clan would be bleak.
Fortunately, the Black Ink Clan quickly stabilized the situation. After a short period of panic and loss, the Black Ink Clan’s army stabilized their formation. They didn’t seek to kill the enemy, but to protect themselves.
For a time, the situation on the battlefield barely maintained a balance.
In terms of numbers, the Black Ink Clan had the absolute advantage, but with the Evil-Breaking Divine Lance, the Human Race was not at a disadvantage for a short time.
However, the Evil-Breaking Divine Lance would eventually be exhausted. Once the Evil-Breaking Divine Lance was exhausted and the Human Race still hadn’t retreated, what awaited the Human Race would be a merciless slaughter.
Somewhere on the battlefield, Ouyang Lie fought a bloody battle.
Since the outbreak of the great battle, he had been fighting one against two, and it had been a difficult battle. Fortunately, he had encountered this situation many times, so although he had fallen into a disadvantageous position, his life was not in danger for a short time.
On top of that, Ouyang Lie was also keenly aware that his two opponents had not used their full strength this time and were obviously on guard against something.
Regarding this, Ouyang Lie was well aware that these people were definitely guarding against Yang Kai’s sudden attack. Although this would make Yang Kai’s sneak attack more difficult, his situation was much better.
It's just a pity, he had planned to have Yang Kai assist him secretly and kill a Territory Lord to show off, but from the looks of it, it was unlikely. With two Territory Lords on his side, even if Yang Kai wanted to take action, it would not be the best choice.
In the void, inside a black ink cloud, Mo Na Ye and the other four Territory Lords hid themselves, concealing their auras and observing the battlefield.
This kind of black ink cloud was everywhere on the battlefield. Human Race wouldn’t easily enter it to investigate, so it was best to conceal themselves and not worry about exposing themselves.
Through the black ink cloud, Mo Na Ye’s sharp eyes scanned his surroundings. He was certain that Yang Kai was hiding somewhere, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
Perhaps… Yang Kai was also hiding in a black ink cloud.
Mo Na Ye looked towards the black ink clouds and suddenly whispered, “You, if you dare to escape again, I will not forgive you.”
Beside him, You Gong’s face flushed red as he muttered, “Don’t worry, I also want to kill him. If he dares to show his face, he will definitely die!”
Mo Na Ye glanced at him coldly and snorted, “Good.”
Last time in the Yearning Territory, this guy had been scared witless by Yang Kai. If it weren’t for You Gong’s cowardly deeds, he wouldn’t have suffered today.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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