Chapter 1661 Sword Manipulation Art
Chapter 1661: Sword Manipulation Art Chapter 1661: Sword Manipulation Art Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation With Braydon Neal’s personality, how could he leave the Northern Army? Moreover, Braydon would never retreat. The Northern Army only advanced and never retreated! No matter how strong the enemy was, the Northern Army never knew what retreat was. To put it nicely, it was a retreat; bluntly, it was a collective desertion.
“There are eight medium-sized demon camps,” Braydon said coldly.
“The commanders of the low-level camps are all nirvana level beings.
The commanders of the medium-level camps are all existences that have surpassed nirvana!” Faced with such beings, what could Braedy Leite and the others do to stop them? Nirvana was the foundation, transforming the human body. The nirvana of the human body was about washing away the mortal body and cultivating a drop of blood. This drop of blood would serve as the starting point to upgrade the physical body to its extreme, becoming a spirit body that even the path could not erase. That realm was legendary!
Life and death realm and eternal realm experts were known for being undying and eternal. Did Braydon not kill enough eternal cultivators? Not long ago, he had slashed an eternal with three blades. If his cultivation base wasn’t too low, he could have killed an eternal without much effort.
The body of an eternal cultivator was extremely fragile. Living beings who lost their eternal bodies were greatly weakened and unable to escape the damage caused by the power of time. Eternal, path-returning, nirvana—which of these beings dared to say they were invincible? Who dared to claim eternal life? None of them dared!
Above nirvana, one’s spirit body would transform. It was called the spirit body realm! Once the spirit body was completed, one would dare to claim eternal life. Even if the blood of the spirit body sprinkled across the starry sky, it could gather the blood essence of the entire life and turn it into the immortal imprint, which was also the soul imprint. It would enter reincarnation and hibernate in the new life before returning.
At the spirit body realm, even if the soul died, the body would not perish. If buried in a special place, they could be reborn after 10,000 or even 100,000 years! This realm’s existence could shatter mountains with a single punch, and no power could suppress them. Such a being was incomparably tyrannical, and if one attacked, even Braydon and the others would feel despair. At the spirit body realm, even the nirvana fire was unable to affect them in the slightest, and the power of the path was like a mere tickle.
How could Braedy and the others resist a creature of such a realm? Such an existence alone was enough to shake this galaxy. Braydon looked at Immanuel Sanchez and said calmly, “The Northern Army guards the Meteor Sea region.
It is our responsibility to protect the territory of the human race.
However, I will never allow the Northern Army to become cannon fodder!” The eight million soldiers of the Northern Army would become cannon fodder in the face of a spirit body realm creature. They could not stop the demon experts at all. Braydon had come to the military camp with one purpose. The race had to provide help.
At the very least, they had to send a few spirit body realm experts to resist the demons. If Braydon risked his life, he could fight against cultivators below the spirit body realm. However, facing a spirit body realm expert was an entirely different challenge.
To deal with this kind of creature, it was impossible to win by relying on numbers. “Don’t worry, Your Highness,” Immanuel said calmly as he arrived.
“It’s a spirit body realm creature!” “Are you sure you can stop eight spirit body realm beings?” Braydon stared at him. This was no child’s play. If Immanuel couldn’t stop them, the eight million soldiers of the Meteor Sea would have to pay the price with their lives for his arrogance.
“It’s just eight spirit bodies,” Immanuel said softly.
“It’s not difficult to kill them with one sword, let alone stop them!” Braydon could not see through his strength. However, he, who came from the human headquarters, did not seem to take the demon creatures seriously. Braydon felt a little more at ease but could not give all his trust to outsiders.
Braedy said seriously, “Let’s not talk about the spiritual creatures for now.
The middle-grade camp of the demon race is no small matter.
There are hundreds of millions of troops.
They are like locusts that fill the sky.
If they come out in full force, I’m afraid that the Northern Army will not be able to stop them!” Even the Northern Army and this low-grade military camp would not be able to stop a middle-grade demon camp. Furthermore, the eight demon camps were gearing up to attack. Braydon would face unprecedented pressure overseeing the Meteor Sea.
The entire military headquarters hall was enveloped in a somber atmosphere. Faced with such a dire situation, no one could foresee a way to turn the tide. Everyone understood that on the day the demon army descended, their low-grade camp would be swiftly overrun, and everyone would meet their end in battle. Despair was palpable in everyone’s eyes.
Braydon didn’t linger long and swiftly departed.
Immanuel accompanied him as they left. A middle-sized demon military camp was already advancing towards the Meteor Sea.
Twenty thousand kilometers away from the Meteor Sea, an oblate sphere decelerated, casting a planet-wide sheen of silver-white light. This defensive formation resembled a star ring, a typical defensive measure in space warfare.
The demon military camp proceeded cautiously, maintaining a distance of 20,000 miles from the Meteor Sea. Their wariness stemmed from fear of the funeral song—a potent threat.
Halting their advance, a swarm of Demon Mantis Legion emerged from the camp. These Zerg-like creatures were immense, each easily exceeding ten meters in length with transparent wings that gleamed like blades, exuding a palpable menace. Tens of millions of these creatures formed a defensive line across the starry expanse, wary of Braydon’s potential onslaught.
Braydon’s presence alone restrained their aggression, knowing that his funeral song could decimate their forces. The demons opted for caution, establishing defensive measures and refraining from initiating an attack until they thoroughly assessed the situation.
Meanwhile, Braydon stood poised in the starry firmament, observing the distant colossal star where a massive green wolf had materialized—an embodiment of formidable strength, all at the saint realm.
There were also green wolves thousands of meters long, each possessing the strength of the eminent saint realm, classified as chieftain rank demon beasts. Among them was a holy master green wolf stretching 10,000 meters, exuding a ferocious aura. Alongside a million green wolves, there were over a hundred holy masters and more than a thousand eminence saints, all charging forward in unison.
The wolf pack’s coordination rivaled that of any human army, demonstrating a structured approach to their attacks. In response to the million-strong green wolves, the 1st legion of the Northern Army sprang into action, led by none other than Cole Colbie himself.
Sending out just one legion was deemed sufficient. The entire Northern Army boasted soldiers at or above the saint heart realm, with their regimental commanders being formidable figures at the life and death realm. This force proved more than capable of confronting the green wolf onslaught.
A fierce battle ensued. Clad in black armor with a fluttering cloak, Cole wielded his blade, slashing through the starry sky for fifty kilometers.
With a commanding voice, he ordered, “Activate Sword Manipulation Art!” Instantly, a hundred black swords materialized behind Cole. These were matched by the swords wielded by the 100,000 black-armored elites of the 1st legion. Each soldier displayed varying degrees of proficiency, with some summoning up to twenty or thirty swords, while others conjured five or six.