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Chapter 459: Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Roar...

After a low, powerful roar was heard, a ferocious beast appeared before the group. It was pitch-black, its limbs similar to that of an elephant. It had the rear of a lion, an upper body of a mountain goat, as well as a lone black spiral-shaped horn on the top of its head. From far away, it looked like a black Unicorn. A knight wearing heavy black armor was riding atop the beast. He had a sharp gaze and wielded a saber about half the length of a human.

The saber had fluid lines, wide yet had a thin edge. The handle of the blade curved in toward the blade. The blade of the saber was a dark red, releasing a thick stench of blood. Who knew how many necks the blade had sliced. It was definitely a terrifying weapon.

After charging out as fast as lightning, the heavily-armored knight reined in the beast. The black unicorn-like warhorse kicked up its hooves, suddenly stopping in its tracks. Both the human and the beast stopped moving in that instant, completely silent. Their thick killing intent and Dark Aura blanketed the area, enveloping the entire underground jail facility!

“Incubus Warhorse, it’s the Incubus Warhorse!”

“That’s our Great Commander, kill, kill these birdmen!”

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After getting a clear look at the warhorse and the heavily-armored knight riding on it, the soldiers of the Dark Association cheered in elation. The many knights had a great boost in morale, roaring as they charged manically into the camp of the Angel Army. The appearance of the Great Commander meant that Elder Klive had already successfully saved the three head honchos of the Dark Association. It meant that the Dark Association would walk the path into glory once again.

The knights of the Dark Association will definitely take the Tailun Continent by storm, just as they did thousands of years ago!

The soldiers of the Dark Association were elated, while the angels turned pale, each one more nervous than the last.

The three head honchos of the Dark Association were notorious, having been top-notch Divine-level Experts on the continent thousands of years ago. Back then, even though the three of them had exhausted most of their strength in order to seal off a Space Crack, their battle capabilities were still extremely powerful, causing the Church to pay a heavy price. The reason for the Church only imprisoning and not killing the three was partly because they were afraid of attracting the attention of the King of Darkness, bringing out the large faction backing the Dark Association. On the other hand, it was also because they had no other choice.

The pathetic battle back then saw many of the Church’s Divine-level Experts die or get severely injured. Even the Chief Elder of the Inner Templars, who was a Mid-level Deity, got severely injured and had no choice but to lock himself up and train. Other than using Divine-level Spells to seal off the three head honchos of the Dark Association, the Church had no other way to directly kill the Great Elder, Great Priest, and Great Commander of the Dark Association. Left without a choice, the Pope of that time decided to take advantage of the situation and built the Iron Edge Castle in order to imprison the three head honchos of the Dark Association, thereby attracting generations of the elites from the Dark Association to sacrifice themselves, sinisterly shaving off on their opponent’s strength.

In order to guarantee that there were no mishaps, the Church spent a great deal of resources and manpower on the Iron Edge Castle. Other than perennially stationing an army of a hundred and twenty thousand elites in the castle, they also sent a team of angels to guard the facility personally. The truth has shown that over the millennia, the Dark Association had been unable to break through the Iron Edge Castle, hailed as the castle with the greatest defense in the continent, no matter what they tried. Unfortunately, the turmoils of the Space Crack that only appeared once every five thousand years made it hard for the Church to deal with. More importantly, they encountered the Magical Beast Territory that had weapons that were absurdly strong against fortresses, as well as the swarm that was the Magical Beast Army.

“Retreat, retreat quickly, quick!” The eight-winged angel turned pale, issuing a terse order.

He knew that he had lost the moment the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries appeared. With the number of men he had left, there was no way that they would be able to pit themselves against the three powerful head honchos of the Dark Association. He shivered as he recalled how brutal and insane the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries was back then, his scalp turning numb.

The angels were extremely fast, able to fly a dozen steps with a flap of the wing. However, the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries, who was wearing heavy black armor, was even faster!

After letting out a roar, the black unicorn-like Incubus Warhorse charged forward, fast as lightning, springing toward the formation of the Angel Army like a bullet out of the barrel. Wherever it passed, it left behind a string of dark after images and a ground full of the heads of the angels. The two-winged angels who had the abilities equivalent to a level nine peak Magical Beast were as helpless as an ant in the face of the beast.

Killing with one blow!

Rather than describe what the Great Commander was doing as killing, he might as well have been slicing up vegetables. In front of his sharp saber, the Holy Barrier and armor of light was no different than a sheet of paper. They could not capture the figure of the Great Commander even after their throats were sliced open and their heads were cleaved off. All they saw in their eyes was an alarming flurry of black!

Fast, he was too fast!

“Leave, leave quickly!” Seeing that the situation was off, the eighteen angels who had cast the Angel Battle Formation did not bother to pursue the heavily injured Yang Ling whose organs were almost ruptured, each of them taking to the skies in unison, prepared to charge out of the underground jail facility as fast as possible. Unfortunately, they were already too late!

All they saw was a mop of black light approach them when the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries riding on his Incubus Warhorse appeared before them in the blink of an eye. He killed nine of the six-winged angels with just a flick of his blade. The rest of the nine angels were rendered immobile under the pressure of his Divine Domain. They found it difficult even to move a finger, much less extend their wings to retreat.

“Sixteen times the gravity, go!” Seeing the rest of the six-winged angels rendered immobile in an instant, Yang Ling let out a violent cry, using the last of his Wizard Power and Mental Energy to charge forward and crush their ribs.

“Not bad, it’s no wonder that you can topple the Iron Edge Castle!”

Seeing that Yang Ling was able to erupt with such a powerful attack despite being severely injured, the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries nodded appreciatively, then dug his heels into the stomach of his horse, charging straight toward the Great Eight-winged Angel, fast as lightning. He had already understood that it was only with Yang Ling’s help that the association could successfully topple the Iron Edge Castle through Elder Klive. That was also the reason as to why he had quickly rushed over to free Yang ling from his predicament, killing nine six-winged angels with a strike and dispelling the Angel Battle Formation.

Not good!

The eight-winged angel was alarmed when he saw the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries charge toward him. He turned to run, completely disregarding Elder Brent’s Wind Daggers. His four pairs of wings flapped with effort, his speed startling. Unfortunately, he was still too slow compared to the Incubus Warhorse carrying the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries.

“Hmph, go and die!”

After catching up to the eight-winged angel on his horse, the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries let out a cold grunt, kicking down on the body of the horse forcefully with his legs and launching his body high into the air. His black blade aura carried a suffocating killing intent, and his pulsing Dark Energy instantly made it hard for everyone on the battlefield to breathe. He cleaved the powerful eight-winged angel in half from head to toe with just a strike. He easily obtained the silver divinity from within the latter’s body and consumed it.

Shocking!

Seeing the Divine-level Great Eight-winged Angel unable to defend himself against one strike of the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries, Yang Ling’s pupil’s dilated. He did not expect that a person could be this powerful; He did not think that a person’s attack could be this terrifying!

Was he at the peak of Low-level Deity, a Mid-level Deity, or a legendary High-level Deity?

After recovering from his shock, Yang Ling shook his head in disbelief, secretly guessing the abilities of the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries. He was incredibly shocked by his abilities, while at the same time full of questions about how he directly consumed the divinity of the Great Eight-winged Angel. According to what Elder Brent had said in the past, an ordinary person would hold the divinity in their hands and slowly understand and cultivate it. There was no way that they could directly consume it and have it fuse with their bodies. Now it seemed like it was either Elder Brent’s information that was wrong, or that the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries had a special method of cultivation. After this, he might be able to establish a connection with the Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries through Elder Klive so as to further understand the situation.

The Great Commander of the Dark Cavalries had just killed the eight-winged angel when the Great Elder and Great Priest of the Dark Association walked out of the tunnel, accompanied by Elder Klive. After several thousand years had passed, the three head honchos of the Dark Association who had once lorded over the Tailun Continent had finally been unsealed with the help of the Staff of Darkness, once again descending onto the Tailun Continent. In front of these three Divine-level Experts, even four-winged and six-winged angels were completely powerless, much less two-winged angels. Soon, the Angel Army that had been stationed at the underground jail facility was nearly exterminated. The angels lying on the ground were either dead or at their dying breaths.

After consuming a large number of Magical Beast Blood Orbs and Water from the Spring of Life to heal his injuries and replenish his nearly depleted Wizard Power and life force, Yang Ling had a thought as he saw the angels lying on the ground, rapidly imprisoning them within the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. To the others, there was nothing useful about these angels who were at their dying breaths, but to him, they could bring about immense benefit.

He could absorb their Soul Energy using the Soul Tampering Technique to improve his abilities rapidly, so as to advance to the level of Soul Wizard and form the powerful Soul Crystal at the fastest time possible. He could also obtain their memories and understand the greatest secrets of the Church, as well as the situation within the so-called City Amongst the Clouds that was backing the Church. Furthermore, he was also very interested in the angels’ ability to layer on their strength through the Angel Battle Formation. If he could use their memories to understand the secrets behind the Angel Battle Formation and apply that to his own Magical Beast Army, the abilities of the Magical Beast Army might improve drastically within a short amount of time!

Using the Angel Battle Formation, a group of angels can trap and kill a powerful opponent. With the same logic, if he learned the secrets behind the Angel Battle Formation, a bunch of Magical Beasts could trap and launch a fierce offensive onto powerful enemies. Compared to the angels, the number of units in his Magical Beast Army was even greater. He could not imagine how terrifying their battle capabilities would get if he layered on the strength of a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand Magical Beasts!

Under the leadership of the three head honchos of the Dark Association, the soldiers of the Dark Association received a huge boost in morale, their energy levels rising. Soon, the entire Iron Edge Castle completely fell to them. The excited soldiers of the Dark Association searched the entire premise, plundering anything of value. They would strike whenever they saw an enemy who was not dead, fiercely venting their anger. Ever since the strength of the Dark Association waned, they had never fought such a satisfying battle in thousands of years. Both the high and mighty commanders and the lowly, average soldiers saw the hope of the Dark Association’s revival into prosperity. They saw the hope of revenge against the overbearing Church!