newbobooks Chapter 184: The Disaster in Middle-earth
Chapter 184: The Disaster in Middle-earth
Hundreds of feather-horned gods marched out from the mysterious and majestic divine realm like a sudden nightmare.
In just a few days, it was as if a group of ruthless evil swept through, and dozens of originally peaceful and harmonious towns suffered disasters. These feather-horned gods completely lost their compassion, and they spared no one, whether they were old and frail, ignorant children, or men and women in their prime.
They plundered humans like a group of crazy beasts, cruelly devouring people's blood. In that land that was once full of vitality, tens of thousands of innocent people have died tragically under their claws, and tens of thousands of people have been forced to leave their homes and become displaced, struggling in endless fear and despair.
All this happened so quickly that the Zhou Kingdom could not detect the approach of this evil force in such a short period of time. In the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, King Ji Yong of Zhou had been on the throne for three months.
Under the dedicated assistance of the wise Duke Zhou, the Zhou State presented a scene of peace and prosperity in the past few months. The streets and alleys were filled with a peaceful atmosphere. The people worked from sunrise to sunset, enjoying this rare peaceful time.
However, the wheel of fate turned relentlessly, and this day eventually turned into an unavoidable disaster. The hundreds of feather-horned gods from the divine realm descended upon this land like a terrifying dark cloud.
They were suspended in the air, their huge wings vibrating constantly, making a chilling buzzing sound, and their hideous faces looked like evil spirits crawling out from the depths of hell.
One of the Feather Horned Gods said in his cold voice: "This should be the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, right?"
The other Feather Horned God narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the prosperous city below, and responded with some certainty: "This must be one of the most prosperous cities of mankind, it should be!"
Then, another Feather Horned God muttered impatiently: "We have played enough in those small places these days. We should quickly complete the task assigned to us by the clan leader and completely destroy the Zhou royal family."
Another Feather Horned God shouted angrily: "Why are you rushing us? Why do you have to target the royal family so precisely? Why not just massacre the entire city and be done with it?"
In the palace, after hearing the terrible news, King Ji Yong of Zhou and Duke Zhou Dan walked out of the hall with solemn expressions. When they looked up, they saw those creepy feather-horned gods. King Ji Yong of Zhou was shocked and asked in a trembling voice: "What...what is this?"
Zhou Gongdan also looked bewildered, frowning and saying, "I have never seen one before, and I really don't understand what kind of monster it is."
Those feather-horned gods began to quickly condense countless spears. These spears had various shapes, and some were burning with raging flames, as if they were fire spears forged from the furnace of hell.
Some of them exude a biting cold all over their bodies, which are ice spears condensed by the power of ice.
Some flash with dazzling lightning and contain violent lightning elements.
Some are surrounded by howling winds, and the wind spears carry the momentum to tear everything apart.
Some are made of hard metal and shine with a cold metallic luster.
Some are filled with deadly poisonous smells, as if the slightest touch would result in death.
Others emit a strong corrosive smell that can corrode everything they touch.
They threw the spears without hesitation. The spears fell like raindrops, ruthlessly piercing countless human bodies. For a moment, screams were heard incessantly and the earth was dyed red with blood.
Seeing this, Duke Zhou immediately ordered his soldiers to defend the King of Zhou with all his strength, and at the same time commanded the archers to counterattack. Thousands of archers hurriedly drew their bows and arrows, and in a panic, thousands of arrows shot at the feathered gods like locusts.
Upon seeing this, a Feather Horned God sneered scornfully: "Oh, these tiny humans actually dare to fight back!"
Another Feather Horned God said viciously: "Then we will kill all these ignorant humans!"
They quickly summoned a divine shield, which shone with a mysterious light and blocked most of the arrows. Only less than a hundred arrows broke through the shield's defense due to the carelessness of the Feather Horned God. However, when they hit their rock-hard bodies, they only created a few weak sparks and could not cause any substantial damage at all.
The archers gritted their teeth, suppressed their fear, and shot arrows at the Feather Horned Gods in the air. However, the Feather Horned Gods simply waved their arms casually and easily blocked the rain of arrows. The divine shield was like an indestructible barrier, isolating all attacks.
At the same time, the feathered horned gods smiled grimly, and kept condensing various spears in their hands, which were thrown down mercilessly with the breath of death. In the chaos, many archers had no time to dodge, and were pierced through the body by the spears one after another, blood splattered, and it was a horrible sight.
In a blink of an eye, the tragic scene completely broke down the psychological defenses of all the archers. Soon, the archers were either dead on the spot or fled in terror, leaving only a mess on the battlefield. The feathered gods did not stop there, and they threw their spears towards the ground frantically.
The countless spears were like deadly meteors, smashing fiercely into the houses and halls on the ground. With loud noises, the houses collapsed one after another under the impact, and the originally solemn hall was also smashed to pieces by the spears. The atmosphere of death and despair filled the ruins.
Although Zhou Gongdan's forehead was covered with sweat, he still calmly commanded the soldiers to protect the King of Zhou in the middle, and organized the attack in an orderly manner. He showed an extremely outstanding command ability, and every order was just right. However, the fighting power of the feathered gods was too strong, they were like invincible demons. Under the flapping of their huge wings, they easily shuttled across the battlefield and wantonly slaughtered the Zhou army below. The soldiers screamed one after another, but they could not stop the killing of the feathered gods.
At this moment, a Feather Horned God glanced down with a cold gaze. When he saw Zhou Gongdan and Ji Yong below, he said viciously: "Look, they should be the King of Zhou and their managers."
Another Feather Horned God echoed loudly, "Our main target is them, kill them quickly!"
As he spoke, the Feather Horned God immediately condensed an ice spear and threw it down with all his strength. The two soldiers were quick-witted and rushed forward to block it without hesitation.