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Chapter 4807: Returning with Clipped Wings

Vice-Hall Master Ghost could not conceal the excitement in his eyes, staring at the silently dark city below, his gaze flickering with keen interest.

Soon, this place would become a living hell.

"Prepare to attack," Vice-Hall Master Ghost growled, whispering to the Harpies lightly flapping their wings behind him, "This time, only success is allowed, no failure."

"Yes."

All the Harpies were ready, lurking in mid-air, waiting for the opportune moment.

They only needed Vice-Hall Master Ghost to lower his raised hand, and they would dive down, rush into the homes of the poor residents below, and set fire to everything, killing indiscriminately.

Vice-Hall Master Ghost's heart suddenly pounded faster. His raised palm clenched into a fist, unable to hide the triumphant look on his face, just as he was about to forcefully wave his hand down.

With a soft "whoosh," a sudden burst of water spiritual energy pierced through the shoulder of one of the Harpies in mid-air, sending that Harpy flying from its suspended state.

Vice-Hall Master Ghost's heart stopped. He only saw a massive Harpy fall like a kite with a broken string, smashing to the ground with a "bang," seemingly on its last breath.

This wasn't the worst situation.

The worst was that cold arrows, one after another, came piercing from all directions, accompanied by sand and soil, launched by catapults, attacking the large group of Harpies.

Rumbling vibrations resonated continuously.

Vice-Hall Master Ghost had not expected that his attempt to seize an opportunity would result in hitting a steel plate.

The people inside and outside Yan City hadn't rested at all. They had slyly put out their lights, waiting there for them to arrive, ready to give them a good beating!

Once the battle began, the Yan City garrison and the Tiger Cavalry jointly sealed off the retreat path for the Heavens' Will forces.

Vice-Hall Master Ghost gritted his teeth and had no choice but to lead his group to the ground, his old eyes red as he roared, "Everyone, charge with me!"

"Kill!"

From a nearby alley, two well-trained teams rushed out. Seeing Vice-Hall Master Ghost's group, they charged forward with swords, engaging in fierce combat without a word.

The tens of thousands of Harpies brought by Vice-Hall Master Ghost gained no advantage under the siege of numerous spirit masters. They could only lead their Heavens' Will disciples, fighting and retreating, scurrying deeper into the alley.

Duan Yue stood atop the city wall, his gaze clear and cold as he looked up at the sky.

Behind him stood Little Kezi and a line of shadow guards, all looking at their Emperor with reverence.

"His Majesty is truly resourceful, even predicting this."

It was indeed as His Majesty had anticipated—the sneak attack tactics of the Heavens' Will group.

Now, they had taken the initiative, directly catching the Heavens' Will disciples off guard.

Judging by the situation, there was no need to wait until dawn; they could subdue those dog-like creatures from Heavens' Will!

"Vice-Hall Master, Vice-Hall Master!" A small Heavens' Will leader quickly supported Vice-Hall Master Ghost's arm, urgently saying, "Let's retreat quickly! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"

Behind them, a thousand fire mages had gathered, relentlessly burning and attacking them, their spiritual power pouring out as if it cost nothing.

If one looked closely, they would see these thousand fire mages were annoyingly divided into ten small teams, rotating turns.

While the first team wreaked havoc, the people in the subsequent teams were taking medicine, resting, and recovering.

Who could withstand such a fighting style?

It was utterly despicable!

As Vice-Hall Master Ghost fought, he suddenly realized that fewer and fewer people were left to protect him.