CHAPTER 1824: CHAPTER 599: DEMON CLAN’S SECRET WEAPON: DANCING DEMON BEAUTY (PART 4)

To be honest, Valdeniel really didn’t expect the final battle to kick off so soon. He had always thought that even if these Wolf Cavalry dared to launch a preemptive strike against the Striker Corps, they would at least stop at the blank coastline to rest for a while and gather their strength before attacking.

At this point, Old Val felt that both he and the Six-Winged Throne seemed to have underestimated the bravery and courage of the Beamon Cavalry. Strategically speaking, setting up a Striker Corps on the coastline initially was absolutely the right decision. Constant harassment and exhaustion of the enemy had a decisive effect on the final battle; however, tactically, Old Val knew that both he and the kids of the Striker Corps were in big trouble. These Wolf Cavalry were obviously not to be trifled with.

Even though they had no air force, no long-range attack units, no arcanists, and no powerful war machines—only their flesh and blood and sharp scimitars—Valdeniel still felt the situation was seriously troublesome!

The young soldiers didn’t have such complicated thoughts as the main commander. Seeing five massive war machines and them positioned firmly on the front line, all the demon warriors of the Striker Corps breathed long sighs of relief. The "Meat Grinder War Machines" were considerable construction made entirely of pure crystal, making them an impenetrable fortress that not even a Dreadlord could easily demolish!

To the ordinary soldiers, these five war machines were invincible!

With such powerful war machines fighting alongside them, the sense of security was as weighty as the war machines themselves; this was also evidenced by the expression of the war machine drivers, full of confidence and arrogance, as visibly affirmed through the transparent crystal hull!

"The Demon Clan is indeed the Demon Clan, facing thirty thousand Beamon Wolf Cavalry, they actually stationed fifteen divisions of striker troops. That arrogance and confidence, apart from the multi-kind cooperation, also has the credit of the five ’Meat Grinder War Machines’!" Liu Zhenshock emerged quietly from the edge of the churning dark misty sea, leisurely flapping the "Starry Sky Reflection Wings," smacking his lips and continuously praising the mightiness of the "Meat Grinder War Machines."

Sea Dragon King His Majesty Redondo, standing on the floating mist, scanning old Liu with an ambiguous glance and grinned without saying anything.

This Aegean Saint Xiao, who looked almost indistinguishable from the Silver Eye Tribe, had an identity that seemed incredibly bizarre no matter how one looked at it. When he lavishly praised the Demon Clan war machines, it was easy for others to presume that he was undoubtedly a deeply hidden Demon Clan spy within Beamon society.

Sea Dragon King’s decisiveness in fulfilling the transaction was far quicker and more substantial than Liu Zhenshock anticipated.

Last night, he had reached a simple cooperation agreement with His Majesty Redondo, and then returned to Clare Luonzi for a nice sleep. By the time the sun rose high in the sky the next day, Redondo had already summoned an entire ten thousand Sea Clan Arcanists through the Crystal Teleportation Array!

This number was significantly beyond Old Liu’s original expectations. No wonder—as someone from the Nasdaq Sea Kingdom, His Majesty Redondo valued this transaction even more than Liu himself did—no one could truly understand the plight of the Demonic Sea Clan like the Demonic Sea Clan themselves!

Facing an opportunity to forever leave the ocean, to no longer suffer from the poisonous fog, to extend their lifespan from three hundred years to a thousand—a chance given by heaven to freely enjoy the blue sky and white clouds—His Majesty Redondo was deeply moved.

Now, five thousand Sea Clan Arcanists were lurking beneath the surface of the sea near the coastal reefs, standing in rows like street lamps with the high tide of mist shrouding their presence completely invisible. At the given signal, these Sea Clan Arcanists, each clutching a pile of shell scrolls, would create an awe-inspiring large-scale fog passage, allowing every Wolf to reach the large islands tens of miles across the Poisonous Mist Ocean.

The other five thousand Sea Clan Arcanists were tasked with backup and protection duties. The large-scale fog passage was an underground passage carved into the sea mist, and although obscured when viewed from above the sea, the Land Demon Clan indeed had an air force. If any airborne forces attempted to hover over, these five thousand Sea Dragon Arcanists would stand upon the misty sea waves and use their best arcane skills to harshly teach the Land Demon Clan not to overstep their borders.

Liu Zhenshock was very pleased with the other party’s dedication. As payment, he had already provided the Sea Dragon King with part of the "An’erle Formation" disassembly schema, and would settle the remaining payment after the entire transaction was finalized.

As another part of today’s plan, he planned to make this fifteen thousand strong Demon Striker Corps pay a price, which would also serve to exact some blood debt for all the Wolf Riders who perished in the Demon World.

Currently, the Summer Palace Guards were lurking beneath the sea’s fog layer near the shore. The Sea Dragon King Redondo specifically gathered a batch of master-level arcanists to carve out a fog boundary to safeguard the allied force’s journey.

From the fog layers under the beach to the final formation of the Demon Striker Corps, there was roughly a 500-yard distance. Not too long, not too short, perfectly positioned at the rear end of the striker formations were five hundred Demon Liches and Obsidian Destroyers, currently aiming their bare, gleaming backsides straight at the main attack direction of the Summer Palace Guards.