The streak of light was unavoidable. It struck Green Emperor instantly.
Standing in front of the loudspeaker, Green Emperor had just opened his mouth to sing his peerless divine song—"The Song of the Green Emperor"!!
But somehow, no sound came out, no matter how wide he opened his mouth. He had lost his voice.
Runestone – Silence!!
"Finally, peace and quiet." Even the Golden Beamon King let out a long sigh of relief. He had genuinely been afraid that if Green Emperor kept singing that abomination, the whole battlefield would be littered with corpses.
Using a rare treasure like the Silence Runestone was well worth it.
In that instant, the whole world fell silent.
"Thank heavens, we don't have to hear that dogshit Green Emperor Song again. Back in Rock City, I couldn't recover for a whole month. That was pure hell-music."
"We're free. Finally free. I've made up my mind—once this war ends, I'm eating a hundred dogs. Stewed, braised, deep-fried—I'll gorge myself. Starting with a hundred to calm my nerves."
A beastman warrior shouted his resolution.
"One hundred? I'll eat a thousand! From now on, dog meat is my favorite!" a minotaur bellowed.
"We're kobolds! Isn't it a bit much to talk about eating dogs in front of us?" a kobold protested indignantly.
"Screw you! Your dog tribe produced this freak. You're responsible for this!" a beastman roared, face pale from just having vomited.
"This is unfair! We demand harmony!"
The kobolds argued back with righteous indignation.
"Damn it! Why can't I speak?! Why can't I unleash my beautiful voice?! How dare you ruin my performance! Beamon King, I—Green Emperor—will never forgive you!" Green Emperor screamed furiously.
But no matter how hard he tried, not a sound came out. It was as if he'd been permanently silenced. He was furious—his mood had just peaked, only to be doused like a bucket of cold water to the face.
"To silence Green Emperor... This Silence Runestone is truly extraordinary. Still, thanks to his divine song, the beastman alliance has lost thirty percent of its morale. Their fighting strength is visibly diminished. Green Emperor's value has been fully realized."
Yi Tianxing nodded with satisfaction.
With the horrific effects of that song—vomiting, nausea, soul disturbances—the beastmen's essence, energy, and spirit had been severely depleted. Their morale plummeted.
Meanwhile, the human side was riding high. As one waned, the other rose. The tide of battle began tilting toward Xuanhuang City.
"Attack!!"
"Charge!!"
"Breach the walls! Catch that rotting green mutt alive! I'll eat him raw!"
Though drained, the beastmen were now thoroughly enraged. Faces pale, they gnashed their teeth in fury. Their hatred for Green Emperor was boundless—enough to stain the Three Rivers red and still not wash it clean.
Awooo!!
Wolves howled. But it was clear their howls lacked full strength. Even the wolves had suffered from the sonic onslaught. Their combat strength was badly compromised.
"Fire!!"
"Ballistae ready—fire!!"
On the walls, the defenders were fully prepared. Countless arrows rained down like a storm, wave after wave. Meanwhile, massive ballistae were being rolled out.
These ballistae fired giant bolts glinting with cold light. Each bolt was inscribed not with a single rune, but with dense clusters of the same rune repeated dozens of times—at least eighty-one runes per bolt.
For example, a Flame Rune, stacked eighty-one times, didn't simply multiply the power by eighty-one—it increased it geometrically. The destructive force could obliterate everything.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Huge bolts launched from the ballistae.
This wasn't mere arrow fire—it was bolt artillery.
Boom!!
A single massive bolt tore through the beasts. One direct hit would explode a wolf into a cloud of blood mist, punching through dozens more before stopping. Then, red divine light flashed—the runes activated.
Explosion.
The impact was like powerful explosives detonating, engulfing a radius of tens of meters in flames.
Wolves were blasted apart, others flung away with grievous wounds, then trampled to death by their own allies. On the battlefield, falling meant death—whether at enemy hands or under your own side's feet.
Some bolts bore Armor-Piercing Runes, and with the sheer kinetic force of the ballistae, they tore through hundreds of wolves in one shot.
The carnage was staggering.
The ballistae revealed their devastating power on this crowded battlefield. Each shot was equivalent to—or stronger than—a full-force attack from a Fate Map realm cultivator.
The arrow rain became a harvest of death. Beasts fell in droves.
"Kill!!"
The wolf cavalry charged alongside their mounts, rapidly approaching the city walls—now only hundreds of meters away.
Each rider drew their Heavenly Wolf Bow and nocked an arrow. While galloping at high speed, they unleashed volleys toward the city walls.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
These weren't ordinary arrows. These were the infamous Blood Wolf Arrows.
Crafted from Bloodsteel Iron, a rare material with armor-piercing power, Bloodsteel Iron could penetrate any defensive Qi. Razor-sharp and brutally powerful, it was light, fast, and highly conductive to Qi or true essence.
These arrows were rare, produced only because the werewolf clan had discovered a vein of Bloodsteel Iron. Every arrow naturally carried Armor-Piercing and Bloodthirsty attributes.
Each wolf rider carried only a single quiver—100 Blood Wolf Arrows. That's all the werewolves could afford. These were the ultimate killing tools, reserved for devastating the human race.
They didn't have special magical properties, just one terrifying trait—pierce armor, draw blood.
Once they penetrated a target, they would immediately drain blood, dyeing the arrow crimson within a blink. The rate of blood extraction was fast enough to decide life and death on the battlefield.
Like lightning, the Blood Wolf Arrows streaked toward the wall.
The werewolves possessed tremendous physical strength, making the several-hundred-meter range nothing at all. With Qi infusion, the arrows grew even faster, their tips gleaming with lethal light.
Faster than rune arrows.
"Shields!!"
The defenders responded immediately.
Shield-bearers stepped forward, raising their shields. Golden light flared, linking into an unbreakable golden wall.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
But the Blood Wolf Arrows tore right through the golden light, right through the shields, continuing toward the soldiers behind them.
Some reacted quickly, slashing the arrows out of the air.
Others weren't as lucky.
Arrows pierced through them.
White when entering, blood-red when exiting. Drenched in blood in a heartbeat.
The wounded soldiers turned pale, feeling large amounts of blood being sucked from their bodies, leaving them hollow.
"That's brutal… These arrows pierce even golden shields and wound the soldiers behind them. Armor-piercing, blood-draining… This kind of war arrow is on par with rune arrows. In fact, it's more terrifying due to its material. If they can embed arrow intent, the destruction would be unimaginable."
Yang Ye's eyes narrowed. The Blood Wolf Arrows were not to be underestimated.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The Divine Machine Battalion responded with crossbow volleys.
Wolf riders twisted their bodies, slipping beneath their mounts' bellies. The wolves kept running, but couldn't dodge the dense barrage.
Arrows tore into them, piercing clean through. The wolves became bloody shields, absorbing the damage.
This crazy tactic actually allowed most wolf riders to survive the salvo. Only a few were skewered like hedgehogs.
Many wolves collapsed on the spot.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The wolf riders, natural-born killers, wasted no time. Heavenly Wolf Bows fired again, Blood Wolf Arrows whistling out.
All the while, their footwork was strange and erratic—dodging, twisting, weaving unpredictably.
Their hands never stopped. Arrows flew like lightning, one after another.