Chapter 13401 What is despair?

Chapter 13401 What is despair?
At this moment, the Fourth High Priest's heart was filled with regret and helplessness. If he had known earlier that the Demonic City had such means, he would have definitely made a more complete plan to avoid such a huge loss. Why would he have rushed up so foolishly to die?
According to previous intelligence, although the Chaos Demon City has a defense formation, it is just a paper tiger, which looks good but is useless. Even if a strong man in the Heaven and Man Realm breaks in, it is only a slight scratch and cannot cause any substantial damage.

However, now that he had witnessed the power of this defensive formation with his own eyes, the shock he felt was simply beyond words. The previous intelligence was obviously outdated and completely out of date.

"Hold on, brothers. As long as we can hold our ground and not be shaken by this sudden powerful enemy, the final victory will belong to us!" Long Yingtian's voice was loud and every word was sonorous and powerful, like an invisible force, inspiring everyone present.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could penetrate the fog before his eyes and see the hope for the future.

Obviously, he knew very well that as time went on, the enemy's huge coalition forces would inevitably expose various problems, whether it was food supply, low morale, or internal conflicts, which would be the key to their victory.

At that time, for them, it was the clarion call for counterattack and the dawn of victory.

Long Yingtian couldn't help but look at Ling Xiao, his eyes full of gratitude seemed to be filled with thousands of words. If it weren't for Ling Xiao's help, they would have been defeated in this battle.

Now, with Ling Xiao as their strong ally, they only need to face those in the Condensation Realm. The pressure is greatly reduced and their chances of winning are greatly increased.

Although the chances of winning are still not very high now, they are many times higher than the previous desperate situation with almost no hope.

This hard-earned hope is like a bright light, illuminating their way forward and igniting the fighting spirit in their hearts.

"Long Yingtian, do you think you can win like this? Even if warriors below the Condensation Realm cannot attack us, we have far more Condensation Realm warriors than you do. You still can't win this battle. No matter how hard you try, you are just fighting stubbornly."

The voice of the Fourth Priest was as cold as the piercing wind, and every word seemed to carry an endless chill, piercing the hearts of everyone present. His eyes revealed unquestionable firmness and coldness, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already grasped the victory in his hands.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere made it hard to breathe. Although Long Yingtian's side was outnumbered, their eyes were gleaming with an unyielding light, a kind of tenacity that would never give up even in the face of a desperate situation.

"Maybe, but the odds are always better."

Long Yingtian's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was stating an obvious fact. His eyes were deep, revealing an indescribable confidence and composure. Despite the grim situation, he seemed to have it all planned out, without the slightest panic or fear.

Behind him are the brothers who fought side by side with him. Their eyes are equally determined, as if silently telling Long Yingtian: No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we will face it with you and never back down.

What else can be said at this time? Ling Xiao has created the best fighting environment for them with his extraordinary strength and wisdom. It is a battlefield full of opportunities and challenges, and also a stage for them to prove their strength and courage.

If they were still afraid at this moment, they would not have chosen to go to war with the enemy in the first place, let alone come to this point today.

Long Yingtian raised his head slightly and looked towards the vaguely visible enemy camp in the distance, with an inexplicable sense of pride welling up in his heart.

He knew that this battle was not only for victory, but also to prove their faith and determination. No matter what the result was, they were ready to fight with all their might to seize the slightest chance of victory.

"A chance of winning? I will let you understand what despair is!"

The voices of the four high priests were as piercing as ice, and every word contained endless chill and unquestionable determination.

He waved his hand, his tone revealing an authority that could not be refuted: "For warriors below the Condensation Realm, continue to create pressure on them and let them feel the powerful oppression from our Holy Temple coalition. For warriors above the Condensation Realm, all of them should be killed into Chaos Demon City. No one should be left alive, kill them all! Let our enemies know the consequences of challenging us!"

Following the order from the four chief priests, the atmosphere on the battlefield instantly became solemn and tense. The Condensed Realm experts on the Holy Temple coalition's side all moved, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty coldness, like a group of wild beasts that had been released, ready to tear the enemy in front of them into pieces.

The first to attack were the Condensation Realm experts from the eighteen major forces. There were eighteen of them in total, like a black lightning, instantly breaking the tranquility of the battlefield. Their figures intertwined in complex trajectories in the air, and every step revealed their powerful strength and profound heritage.

"Leave these people to us!" Hun Huan stood up, his voice firm and powerful, like a towering mountain, standing firm.

However, his eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. Obviously, he also knew that the strength of these eighteen people should not be underestimated.

Long Yingtian's eyes were like torches. He glanced at Cheng Shifei who was standing beside him, and his tone was full of unquestionable determination:
"No, there are eighteen of them, and there are only three Condensation Realm experts from your Soul Clan. We can't be their opponents. Cheng Shifei, you lead the Condensation Realm experts from the Demon Suppression Mansion to help. You must stop them and don't let them break through our defense line!"

"understand!"

Cheng Shifei's voice was firm and powerful, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable determination.

He nodded, and then his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the eighteen powerful enemies like an arrow from a bow, followed closely by the seven powerful Nascent Soul Realm masters from the Demon Suppression Mansion. Their figures drew brilliant tracks on the battlefield.

As soon as they fought, Cheng Shifei and others felt the opponent's strength.

Each of the eighteen enemies was extremely powerful. Their attacks came like a violent storm, overwhelming Cheng Shifei and the others. Although they fought hard, they still seemed to be somewhat powerless and the situation was precarious.

"Hun Canglan, take our people to help." Seeing this, Hun Yu's eyes flashed with anxiety. He quickly turned around and looked at Hun Canglan beside him, with an unquestionable determination in his voice.

Hun Canglan frowned slightly when he heard this, but then nodded. He knew that the situation was serious and he could not afford any hesitation. He quickly summoned six powerful Condensation Realm masters from the Hun Clan. Their figures were like a black lightning, rushing to the battlefield in an instant.