Chapter 209 The Ice Demon Clan's Plea for Help
Chapter 209 The Ice Demon Clan's Plea for Help
More fourth-tier beings arrived, and fifth-tier beings began to appear as well.
A fifth-order mutated narwhal, over two hundred meters long.
It aimed at Song Chen, its long horns pointing forward, and charged straight at him like a torpedo.
Song Chen turned to the side, and the Tianjun Blade slashed along the edge of the narwhal's long horn, the blade sparking a string of golden sparks as it struck the horn.
The instant the narwhal charged past, he flipped himself onto its back, gripped the Heavenly Blade with both hands, and stabbed downwards.
The blade pierced through the whale's blubber, and lightning from the heavens poured into the whale's body along the blade, exploding inside the narwhal.
The narwhal convulsed violently, its long horn thrashing wildly in the icy water.
Song Chen drew his knife, pushed off with his feet, and dashed toward his next target.
[A Tier 5 alien beast has been killed, gaining 32110 kill points.]
Ten minutes later.
The seawater was dyed a murky dark blue.
Countless charred corpses and fragments floated on the sea surface, ranging from palm-sized ice fish to 200-meter-long narwhals. The corpses of various sizes and shapes of strange beasts densely covered the entire sea area, making it a huge sea graveyard.
Song Chen's kill count has exceeded three million, and the number is still increasing at an accelerated pace on the system panel.
When he emerged from the sea, the cleansing array on his Northern Darkness Armor was too late to break down the layers of bloodstains, and the armor plates were stained dark blue.
A layer of viscous blue blood film clung to the blade of the Heavenly Blade. The Nine Heavens Thunderclap bounced on the blood film, dispersing it.
On the ice floe, the way people looked at him was no longer just shock.
Duan Yi's mouth was agape, the knife in his hand hanging by his side, with a nick in the blade.
Ivanov leaned on his spear, his beard splattered with ice, his eyes fixed on the carpet of corpses on the sea.
"In just ten minutes, Song Chen killed tens of thousands of alien beasts."
Duan Yi's voice sounded a little unsteady.
Song Chen didn't notice their reactions.
His gaze fell into the depths of the battlefield, where a muffled thud resounded as the body of the thousand-meter-long giant whale king collapsed.
Zhou Wangyue's final palm strike landed directly on the top of its skull. The armor in that spot had been shattered by Matvey's warhammer during the previous entanglement, revealing the dark gray skull underneath.
A sixth-level grandmaster unleashed a full-force palm strike, the sound of skulls shattering like muffled thunder rolling across the sky.
The giant whale king's body crashed into the icy water, sending up waves hundreds of meters high that shattered all the floating ice within hundreds of meters around it.
A sixth-tier beast king, dead!
Matvey leaped down from the top of the whale-king's head, his warhammer slung over his shoulder.
He was panting heavily, but his expression was one of satisfaction. He gave Zhou Wangyue a thumbs up: "Old Zhou, those palm strikes of yours were something else. Come to Xiong Country sometime, and let's have a friendly spar."
"Let's finish the important business first." Zhou Wangyue glanced at the monster corpse floating on the sea, then at Song Chen covered in blood, and his lips twitched slightly.
"All done cleaning?"
"That's about it." Song Chen sheathed the Tianjun Blade.
"Okay." Zhou Wangyue looked up at the direction where the assault ship was hovering and issued the retreat order through the communication channel.
"Objective achieved. Do not linger. Retreat for all. Continue advancing into the Arctic depths along the planned route."
Three hours later.
The assault ship returned to the Starship.
When the hatch opened and Song Chen stepped down, his Beiming battle armor was still covered in whale blood that hadn't been cleaned off yet.
He entered the command cabin and found Qi Shanhe standing in front of the holographic sand table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, which was unusual for him.
Qi Shanhe doesn't drink tea; everyone who knows him knows that he only drinks plain water.
But the fact that he was holding a steaming teacup at the moment indicated that he was in a good mood.
Qi Shanhe looked at them: "Was the Giant Whale Envoy wiped out?"
Zhou Wangyue nodded: "Don't you trust me to do things?"
"The Eagle Nation has also finished its work. Two of the Sea Dragon delegation members escaped at the fifth level, and the rest were annihilated. The supplies have been destroyed."
After saying that, Qi Shanhe placed the teacup on the edge of the sand table: "But don't be too happy yet. The surprise attack can only buy time. Sooner or later, new delegations will arrive. The key is what comes next."
Song Chen walked to the porthole. The blue star was still there, quietly suspended in the darkness.
He stared at the planet for a long time, replaying the scene of the attack in his mind: starting from 100,000 kilometers away, passing directly through the atmosphere, the cloak shielding his senses, the mental shield blocking the last 300 meters, and then descending from the sky.
The giant whale beast king reacted quickly enough, but from the moment it opened its eyes to the moment Zhou Wangyue struck it on the head with a palm, the whole process took no more than three seconds.
This kind of surprise attack is something that the beasts simply cannot defend against.
Looking down from space, Earth's atmosphere resembles an extremely thin blue eggshell, so fragile that it seems as if it would shatter with a single touch.
But it was this thin shell that kept humans and monsters trapped inside for fifty years.
Humans can now penetrate this shell and launch attacks from the outside, while the alien beasts don't even have satellites.
He wondered if his own private spaceship could do that.
If possible, he could launch a surprise attack from space at any time in the future, which would be very efficient.
He put the idea aside for the time being and turned his attention back to the command center.
Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
He Zhengping practically ran into the command center.
Clutching a newly printed intelligence report, he stopped in front of the holographic sand table, swiped his fingers across the terminal to project the latest intelligence onto the main screen, and said with barely suppressed excitement:
"The battle between the main forces of the Sirius Clan and the Ice Demon Clan has intensified, and the main forces of the two sides are currently hundreds of kilometers apart."
"The Ice Demons have used the ice cap terrain of Greenland to build three lines of defense, and Sirius's vanguard has already broken through the first line."
On the main screen, battlefield footage transmitted from drones scrolled across the landscape. Countless black dots moved across the ice plains, the greyish-white fur of the Sirius Clan contrasting sharply with the white skin of the Ice Demon Clan against the snow.
In the most intense fighting area, the ice surface was blasted open by psionic shockwaves, creating countless cracks. Ice water surged up from the cracks and was quickly frozen into new ice layers by the low polar temperatures.
The staff officers in the command center all gathered around, and everyone was very excited.
Sirius and Ice Demon finally clashed; they had been waiting for this moment for so many days.
But Qi Shanhe didn't laugh. He stood in front of the sand table, his hands behind his back, staring at the two intersecting blocks of color, and thought for a long time.
"Full engagement does not equate to a decisive battle."
"Both sides are still probing each other. Sirius King and Ice Demon King have not yet joined the battle. It will be time for us to make our move when both sides reveal their trump cards."
He paused, about to continue his analysis, when He Zhengping's terminal rang again.
He Zhengping looked down and was stunned. He swiped his finger across the terminal once, twice, and three times, as if to make sure he hadn't misread it.
Then he looked up: "The Eagle Nation's intelligence department forwarded a message that the Ice Demons sent a message to humans through the communication equipment of an abandoned human research station on Greenland."
The command center fell silent.
The Ice Demons are a royal family of beastmen who have fought with humans for fifty years without ever initiating communication.
"What is the content?"
He Zhengping projected the text on the terminal onto the main screen: "The Sirius Clan is too ruthless. We request the help of humans—Chief of the Ice Demon Clan."
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