Chapter 1739 — The Paradise Offers Its Sword
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Beyond that, Moon Guardians led the six-eyed star-toad god-people; monstrous eyes spread across the heavens, and from them shot divine light that smote the true-essence cannons upon the divine cities and shattered gun after gun! First to bear the brunt was Kang City in the west: the first wave of fire-crow god-people crashed against Kang City's walls, clamped the stone with their three feet, and raced upward — some charging for the top of the wall, others swarming beneath Kang City, seeking to break through from its far side or to dig in from below. Cannon light could no longer shoot them dead.
Upon the walls, god-people pushed out flying chariots; the sword towers opened, and countless sword pellets streamed forth and cascaded down the walls.
As they fell, the sword pellets broke apart without cease, becoming sword after sword that stabbed in every direction, weaving through the air like shuttles! At the heart of Kang City stood Jingping god-people clad wholly in divine mail and divine armor, sealed so tightly that even their helms revealed only eyes and mouths; some bore divine weapons of every kind on their backs, others gripped long spears and great swords in their hands, and many of them were going to war for the first time, staring with frantic dread at the ground that shook without cease.
The ground at the city's heart trembled more and more violently, and then, with a sudden thunderous roar, the earth melted, molten gold and bronze liquid gushed into the sky, and Kang City's floor was burned through!
Out of that molten gold and bronze flew countless fire-crow god-people, like insects swarming up from beneath the earth, slaying in every direction! Doo-doo — Upon Kang City's gate-tower, someone blew the West Emperor's divine artifact that Jingping had copied, swelling the blood and spirit of the defending soldiers; yet even so they were swallowed in a bloody battle, and men fell wounded and dead without cease.
And Kang City was only one of many divine cities in the west; the other divine cities fared little better. The Xuandu host grew greater and greater, and one after another the Jingping divine cities in the sky were surrounded; below those divine cities lay the many towns and villages of western Jingping, where mortals and power-wielders lived — if the divine cities were broken, nothing would await those mortals and power-wielders but a massacre! "Heaven Lord, brother of the Dao, wait no longer!
" Achou Tubo said in a heavy voice. "The Ancestral God King will not show a flaw for some while yet; at this moment you alone can stir the supreme treasure of the Heaven Dao and hold back the Xuandu gods and devils! " The Heaven Lord lifted his head and stared fixedly at the Ancestral God King locked in slaughter with Moon Heavenly Venerable and Lang Wan; then of a sudden he clenched his teeth, roared aloud, and stirred the supreme treasure of the Heaven Dao, the Heaven's Net Dao Soldiers; one supreme treasure of the Heaven Dao after another rose and slew toward the Xuandu gods and devils in the sky.
Achou Tubo let out a breath, and the two of them charged out side by side. Both were existences of the Heavenly Venerable rank; entering the battle, they at once blocked the Xuandu host of gods and devils and made it hard for them to descend!
At that very moment, the hundred thousand gods and devils of the Left and Right Dragon Martial Guards charged forth, formed their battle arrays, and rushed at the two of them! And in the Sorrowless Land, the day was already lost.
Di Yiyue, Yan Yunxi and the rest began to lead their hosts in a breakout, cutting their way out from one heaven after another.
The campaign across the Sorrowless Land's Thirty-Three Heavens was savage beyond all imagining; each single heaven was all but a war of attrition, the hosts of gods and devils on both sides piling the corpses of their own and the enemy's soldiers into mountains, blood dyeing heaven after heaven of the Sorrowless Land red.