Tempest of the Battlefield

After a few bare-knuckle rounds, the METAL warriors' formation loosened while Guan Dongyang and Xiao Yuyu attacked with abandon. Although they couldn't cast high-level spells, their instant cast ability had proven to be very effective in dishing out consistent damage at a steady rate.

Mastery firebolts and ice bolts rained on the Zergs like a sudden downpour. The METAL warriors charged at the Zergs like hungry tigers out of a cage and attacked with the most direct, simple, and brutal methods. This was the moment of life or death; they could not be slowed down by technical finesse.

Meanwhile, Wang Tong lured the main force of the Zergs, running around the city wall. Underneath him, the Zergs blotted the ground; it had become more and more difficult to avoid fighting. Wang Tong's shirt was also drenched with Zerg blood. He had lost count of the Zergs he had to kill a while ago. He had to maintain a certain distance from the Zergs; if he ran too fast, the Zergs would lose interest and return the city, but if he were too slow, he would be mired in a long fight.

Wang Tong knew each and every kind of Zerg very well. He knew their strengths, weaknesses, attack moves, and attack habits. Even the fearsome EB unit had its weaknesses in his eyes.

In addition, he also possessed a deep understanding of the Zerg attack formations. While he was on Norton, he had remembered the formations and battle tactics by rot. Therefore, not even the EB units could manage to even make a scratch on him.

Lord Zhi had been worried that Wang Tong would manage to run off under his nose, but he was relieved after seeing that the latter had no intention of running away. Although Lord Zhi did not even have level twenty EB units under his command, he was confident that the sheer number of his soldiers would be able to tire the human out. The sea of the primitive Zergs was the epitome of the Zergs' ultimate power, and no human could stand against the Zerg sea and survive.

Suddenly, lord Zhi wrenched his head back toward the center of the city, and so did all the Zergs surrounding Wang Tong. The primitive Zergs turned around and rushed toward the mother queen. The Zergs' command chain dictated that the queen's order was above that of city lords.

The few dark ones who were chasing Wang Tong also halted their pursuit and turned their head toward the center of the city, and then back at Lord Zhi. Their heart told them to continue the chase, but their body commanded them to return to the queen.

Wang Tong heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that Yin Tianzong had succeeded, and only then could the real battle begin. Wang Tong charged up his GN force and bore down on the leader of his former pursuers; the scythe glinted under the sunlight, ready to claim souls.

The attack was sure and swift, and it came with a belligerent presence. This attack was specifically designed to strike fear into the hearts of the Zergs. The Zergs could feel the wrath of a god in the power of this one single strike.

Zing!

Wang Tong swept the Scythe, and the sharp glinting surface of the blade traced a silver crescent in the air. The leader of the dark ones was severed from his midsection into two. Lord Zhi neither joined the battle against Wang Tong nor did he go to the rescue of the queen; he simply bolted for his life. His personal guards, a few golden dark ones, however, had thrown themselves toward Wang Tong.

However, those couple dark ones' charges were not able to stop the human devil. Wang Tong clenched his weapon and then suddenly roared a battle cry. The sound of his roar started off as a rumbling thunder, and it quickly changed its pitch and intensity until it started to resemble a sound wave attack. The dark ones covered their ears, their faces awash with agony. The sound wave was scrambling their brains.

Since the dark ones had inherited the humans' five senses, Wang Tong wanted them to know that the five senses could provide not only enjoyment, but also pain.

Wang Tong's roar didn't stop as he carried on and increased the intensity by the second. Tormented by pain and delusion, some Zergs had fallen to the ground, rolling back and forth. Some had gone outright insane as they swung their bone spears wildly in the air and occasionally thrust them at their own brothers. They simply didn't know how to defend against such violation of their senses.

Humans' martial development had thousands of years of history; therefore, it developed an effective system to ward off such attacks. On the other hand, the dark ones were new to anything about humans, despite their close resemblance. There were simply too much to learn.

The sound continued, and by then, only a handful of high-level dark ones could fight off the discomfort and remain sane. However, they were mired in attacks from their raving companions, and therefore were unable to advance.

Some dark ones wanted to close in on Wang Tong; however, every step they took meant the intensity of the attack would increase exponentially. After only a few steps, their brains were already fried like an egg on a hot plate.

C-Zhi looked back at his perishing army, and after the slightest hesitation, he kept on running away from the city. He knew that only death awaited him in there. By then, he remembered all those rumors he had heard about the human devil. They were not rumors at all, and their descriptions about the devil seemed modest compared to what he just saw. In a blink, thousands of Zergs were dead, killed by their only brood brothers and sisters; the devil himself didn't even lift a finger.

The sound attack concluded in a high note that was packed with explosive energy. Blood spilled out from all holes on the Zerg bodies as they fell to the ground one after another.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yuyu and others had charged back out of the city after they had done away with the Zergs guarding the queens. Yin Tianzong and Vorenus remained in the city to keep the five queens in check according to the plan. Wang Tong knew that it was impossible to kill all the primitive Zergs in the city with only three hundred soldiers. Therefore, controlling the queens was his only option.

The battle inside the city had been intense but swift. After the queens were captured and their missions were completed, they charged right out of the city to help Wang Tong. Wang Tong had risked his life to distract the brunt of the Zerg forces; Xiao Yuyu couldn't bear the thought of anything terrible happening to him. He was the future of the human race, and should be protected at all cost.

But, when the reinforcement hurried to Wang Tong, they were shocked by what they saw.

On a hill of dead Zergs stood Wang Tong, the human devil. He was drenched in blood and holding the bloody scythe in both hands.

He was invincible!

Unable to hold back their admiration and joy, the soldiers cheered for his power at the top of their lungs.

After the human soldiers had finished off the remaining Zergs, Vorenus and Yin Tianzong finally pulled out of Samgha. They had detonated all five nukes in order to clear the city one more time. Although that was all the explosives the team had packed with them, after they saw that one of the five queens was two times the size as a normal queen, and was able to produce five times more eggs, they knew they had no other choice.

Everyone was satisfied with this rare find and felt that they had eliminated one of the Zerg's most important production facilities. As the mushroom cloud rose, the city of Samgha was razed to the ground.

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This battle not only shocked the dark lord Moye, but had also greatly hampered his initial war plan. What was worse for the Zergs was that the news of the catastrophic defeat had spread so quickly that it had even reached the human side of the battleground on the said day.

At this most critical moment, the humans didn't need a god; instead, they needed a devil.

"Really? Is he still alive?" Wang Tung rushed into Aamir's office and asked. While Wang Tong was gone, Wang Tung had ironed out the last few wrinkles in the energy crystal gun technology. The final product had already gone through the last stage of quality check. Meanwhile, he was already involved in another research project that was related to an even more powerful weapon.

"Yes! And not only is he alive, but he has already destroyed five Zerg cities! Haha! Do you know what does it mean?" Aamir beamed from side to side.

"Balls! This kid is a bada*s! I am going to have a heart attack." Marcos exclaimed. His hand trembled in excitement as he struggled to light up a cigar.

"No wonder the Zergs' northern regiment had nearly stopped reinforcements. Who would think that only three hundred soldiers would be able to conquer cities guarded by thousands of Zergs? I have started to think that Wang Tong is not a man, but a god, or at least a demi-god."

"Haha, do you know what the dark ones call him? The devil! Haha! I also heard that the devil had gotten the dark lord riled up. He had ordered his soldiers to capture Wang Tong in ten days."

"Devil? How fitting! Haha...I don't think Moye will be able to capture him in the next ten years!"

"What great news! This is exactly what the soldiers at the front line needed to hear. We finally see some hope in this struggle."

Wang Tung puffed a cloud of smoke and shook his head, "Don't celebrate too early. The war is not over yet. Plus, none of us know what kind of sacrifice Wang Tong had to make to achieve this." After he finished his words, Wang Tung left the room without sparing the two captains a glance.