The Invincible Dragon Emperor 919 Seeking Doom

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

None could withstand the Dragon Demon's slaughter. Everywhere the Dragon Demon was at, there would be tons dying. The Dragon Demon was strong and did not even have to use that skill that could trap people because the Feather Race warriors were crowded together.

When the Dragon Demon dashed into the Feather Race army, a group would be slashed to death at once. As the Dragon Demon swung its tail, another group would be killed. None could survive the Dragon Demon's attack.

The Feather Race warriors were frightened. Even so, none had the courage to flee for Ye Nishang had been enjoying quite a high prestige among the Feather Race and she and the royal families, and patriarchs were watching on the Mountain of Wings. The Feather Race warriors rushed on… bringing destructions on themselves.

The Dragon Demon did not wander off. It stayed outside the valley. The Dragon Demon was incredibly fast. It was as if a tiger had rushed into a flock of chickens. The tiger could kill any chickens it wanted.

It had been the time for two incense sticks to burn!

It had been the time for merely two incense sticks to burn when the place outside the valley was crowded with bodies and flooded with blood. The exact number of casualties was unknown, but it must be over two hundred thousand…

Two hundred thousand Feather Race warriors. If someone had to cut those warriors one by one, that person would have his arm turn numb and the weapon would have been disfigured. But the two hundred thousand warriors had been killed in the time for just two incense sticks to burn. Not only were the Feather Race warriors terrified, but Lu Li was also appalled.

Lu Li did not spring to action at once. He stayed where he was. Somehow, he felt Ye Nishang could bring about danger. Even those of the Feather Race princess that was half human was merely at the initial stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, but her composed state reminded Lu Li of someone, Ji Mengtian, the young lady of the Samsara Palace.

Lu Li never would belittle any lady, not to mention someone that was half Feather Race and half human. She was still young and yet she had become a patriarch of the Feather Race, and the current ruler of the race. Everything about the lady spoke about her extraordinary abilities.

The Valley of Feather was the sacred place of the Feather Race and the Mountain of Wings was where they enshrined the G.o.d of Wings. Ye Nishang staying here made more Feather Race warriors rus.h.i.+ng to the battle, sacrificing their lives. Lu Li was convinced that there must be some trap.

Therefore, Lu Li was in no hurry. Lu Zhengyang was not in danger for the time being. Lu Li decided to take his time. If the army insisted on charging forward, Lu Li would ask the Dragon Demon to kill them all.

When all the Feather Race warriors were gone, then no amount of plot would do any harm.

Lu Li stayed on the sideline, watching indifferently. The Feather Race warriors dying did not make Lu Li sorry at all. Why would he feel sad when Ye Nishang did not mind? Over half of Feather Race's warriors and including the powerfuls were here. If they were all gone, then the Feather Race would be doomed as well.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Time moved on. More and more Feather Race warriors were dying. Blood converged into streams and flooded the ground. Dragon Demon was tainted with blood. Around the Dragon Demon were dead Feather Race warriors piling up. The strong smell of blood spread across the wild, making people feel quite sick.

An hour later!

The number of Feather Race warriors killed had almost reached a million. The Feather Race warriors were terrified to their bones. They were not fighting enemies but seeking doom themselves. n.o.body wanted to lose their lives like this. Even the most loyal to the royal family were drawing timidly back. The Dragon Demon was intimidating. So many people had been attacking at the Dragon Demon for a long time and yet not even one piece of scale had peeled off from the Dragon Demon. Apart from courting death, nothing else could come out from their attack.

"Woo, woo~"

Suddenly, from the top of the Mountain of Wings came a bugle call, three long calls, and two short ones. The warriors were unwilling to hear the bugle calls. It was an order for a general offensive. But that was not for the warriors to fight the Dragon Demon, but the commander of their enemy, i.e. Lu Li.

Even Lu Li's spirit beast was hard to kill. As the leader of the human beings—as someone that not even the Asmodian Lord could defeat, how could Lu Li be killed that easily?

However, those warriors were used to answer to bugle calls. Also, they were hoping that when they killed Lu Li, the spirit beast would die at once.

The team that was loyal to the royal family sprang to actions first. The team of hundreds of thousands whooshed toward Lu Li. The other teams followed. Over a million warriors charged toward Lu Li from all sides.

"Hmm!"

Lu Li was not worried. Capturing the ringleader? Was the Feather Race that capable? Those were just average warriors. Lu Li was strong and had equipped a Quasi Relic armor. They would not be able to end his life even if he stood there and waited for them to attack at him.

Even so, Lu Li was still careful. He built the Feather Wind castle at once. In the beginning, he did not establish a large one. Instead, he just built one that covered up an area with a radius of one-third of a mile.

For one thing, it would be easier for him to control. For another, he was trying to lure the Feather Race warriors to come closer so that he could catch the whole lot in one action.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Many sorts of actions were taken, and many attacks landed on the Feather Wind castle. The walls cracked but were repaired at once. No Feather Wind warrior could hurt Lu Li at all.

When attacked from afar, the effects would be eliminated. Therefore, the Feather Race warriors started to move in closer. They were now three miles away from Lu Li. All of a sudden, s.p.a.ce shook. Following that, a huge Feather Race castle appeared that extended to an area with a radius of several miles. Four to five hundred thousand Feather Race warriors were all trapped in the castle.

"What…"

Those of the advance parties were swallowed into the castle. It was as if a giant beast had suddenly jumped out from the s.p.a.ce and ate up the hundreds of thousands of warriors.

"Run—"

The remaining warriors fled in fright. They could not run far when they witnessed a scene that terrified them to their souls.

From the floating Feather Race castle dropped down one warrior after another. They were all of the Feather Race. All of them were falling down, their skulls broken.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The headless bodies rained down. For every second, there would be dozens of collapses dropping. The remaining Feather Race warriors were stunned. They felt as if many people were dumping bodies from high above.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As the bodies smashed into the ground, there came m.u.f.fled noises. Blood was still oozing from many bodies. It was raining blood. A fierce wind was spring up. That pungent smell of blood made many Feather Race warriors sick.

It had been the time for one incense stick to burn!

Over a hundred thousand headless corpses had fallen to the ground in the time for one incense stick to burn. Lu Li was almost as effective as the Dragon Demon. The combination of Lu Li's Feather Wind castle and weapons brought about intimidating forces. Lu Li was practically slaughtering the warriors. It was not surprising that he could be as effective as the Dragon Demon…

After the time for another three incense sticks to burn, the Feather Wind castle disappeared. Lu Li stayed in the sky, composed. He glanced through the warriors, wondering if they were going to continue to charge forward.

"Woo~woo, woo~Woo!"

From the Mountain of Wings sounded another bugle call. The warriors around Lu Li were in a desperate state. They had received an order to kill the enemy commander at all costs and the ones flinched would be punished with death!

The morale of the Feather Race warriors had dropped to the lowest. The bugle call made many of them sink into the depth of hopelessness. Some Feather Race warriors roared as they dashed to Lu Li. They did not attack. They just closed their eyes. It was evident that they had decided to give up their own lives.

"Something is wrong…"

Lu Li frowned. Something was up. Why would Ye Nishang sacrifice so many low-level warriors? It should be pointless. The huge-crowded strategy should be ineffective to him or the Dragon Demon.

Those warriors should be the foundation of the Feather Race. If all of them were killed, then the Feather Race would be undermined. The race would spend ten thousand years just to recover. Ye Nishang must be doing this for a reason if she was not thick-headed.