Divine Seal: Fire Kirin Fly Template, shattering the Demon God Pillar!

Chapter 42 Commander, next time, can you leave them with a complete corpse?
Just as Li Hao was talking to Zhang Hairong.

A figure sneaked through the back of the line, a twisted expression on his face that was a mixture of excitement and heartache.

It was Lin Xin.

He first looked in awe at the clean open space in front of the city wall, and then cautiously glanced at the burly Zhang Hairong.

Finally, he approached Li Hao, lowered his voice, and looked like a guilty thief.

"Commander, Commander..."

Li Hao raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him: "Lin Xin, what brings you here? Just stay in the back."

"Um... Commander..."

Lin Xin rubbed his hands together, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

He pointed to the black ashes scattered on the ground, his heart seemingly bleeding.

"Can...can I talk to you about something?"

"What's wrong?" Li Hao asked, puzzled.

Lin Xin gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and almost cried out, "Commander! Next time you take action, could you... could you at least leave them with a complete corpse?"

"It's burned to ashes! All burned to ashes! This...this is all money!"

He pointed to the ashes, heartbroken.

"The hide of the Berserker can be used to make armor, the arm blades of the Dual-Blade Demon are excellent enchanting materials, and the poison sacs of the Corrupting Demon are the main ingredient for refining armor-piercing potions!"

"When you set fire to this place, you didn't just burn down demons, you burned down glittering gold coins! My heart aches so much!"

Li Hao: "..."

Wang Yuanyuan, Sima Xian, and others: "..."

Zhang Hairong and the soldiers standing nearby: "..."

The atmosphere on the entire city wall instantly shifted from a grim battlefield to... a money-grubber's grievance rally?

Everyone looked at Lin Xin with a strange expression.

Isn't this guy's focus a bit too unusual?

Everyone was awestruck by Li Hao's godlike strength, but he was heartbroken that the demon's corpse was not intact.

Li Hao was speechless. He thought it was some important national event, but it turned out to be just this money-grubber's occupational hazard.

Finally, he sighed helplessly and patted Lin Xin on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay, I'll try my best."

"Definitely, Commander! A complete corpse! It must be a complete corpse!" Lin Xin's face lit up with joy upon receiving the promise.

"Roar--!!!"

Just then, a new roar, like a thunderclap, erupted from beneath the city walls, interrupting this brief interlude.

The demons' second wave of attacks was even more ferocious than the first.

In the darkness, countless scarlet eyes lit up. This time, among the ordinary dual-wielding demons, there were many special beings—

The Emerald Green Twin-Blade Demons are fifth-tier demons, each comparable to a fifth-tier human professional.

Zhang Hairong's expression changed, and he shouted sharply, "All personnel on alert! Heavy shield bearers forward! Archers, prepare to fire!"

At the same time, Li Hao's voice also rang in the ears of the Fire Cloud Demon Hunters.

"Lin Xin, step back! Yuan Yuan, Sima Xian, Zhong Li, come up here!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xin immediately and obediently retreated to the back and began to check his pills.

Wang Yuanyuan and the other two stepped forward without hesitation and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Hao.

"That was just a warm-up." Li Hao's gaze swept over the three of them, a fierce and piercing smile curving his lips.

"Now, let the brothers of the First Battalion see the true fighting style of our Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Squad!"

"We are the Demon Hunters, the sharpest blade! Our mission is not just defense, but slaughter!"

"Now, let's turn this 200-meter defense zone into a real... meat grinder!"

"Yes!"

Wang Yuanyuan, Sima Xian, and Zhong Li responded in unison, their eyes gleaming with astonishing light.

The moment the words left his mouth, the four of them suddenly deployed into formation.

It's no longer the conservative, defensive stance it used to have.

Li Hao stood in the very center, occupying nearly a hundred meters of the defensive line by himself.

He now held a long sword in his hand, its blade narrow and gleaming faintly.

Although he did not exude any terrifying aura, he simply stood there, like an insurmountable chasm.

Wang Yuanyuan was on his left, and the huge Giant Spirit God Shield was no longer simply used for blocking, but was being wielded by her in a ferocious manner.

Each strike was accompanied by a dull whistling sound, compressing the air and causing it to explode.

Sima Xian and Zhong Li stood guard on Li Hao's right flank. Sima Xian's bald head gleamed, and he wielded his staff like a spiked club with great force.

Each strike was powerful and heavy, carrying a sacred aura of judgment upon all things.

Zhongli's figure became somewhat ethereal, moving across the battle line like a ghost.

The twin daggers in his hands flashed deadly in the firelight, specifically designed to catch any stragglers who tried to break through from the flanks.

"Boom!"

The first emerald-green twin-bladed demon charged up the city wall, but before it could even roar, a flash of sword light disappeared before its eyes.

Fast! It’s almost as fast as it can be!
Its movements suddenly froze, and the next moment, its enormous head shot into the sky.

Black blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, and his massive body crashed to the ground.

Li Hao sheathed his sword and stood there calmly, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

Then, the second one, the third one...

Any demon that steps within a hundred meters of him, whether it is an ordinary dual-wielding demon or an emerald-green dual-wielding demon, cannot escape the punishment of the longsword in his hand.

Li Hao's swordsmanship was not flashy; it consisted only of the simplest chopping, slashing, thrusting, and parrying techniques.

But every movement was precise to the millimeter, as if it had been practiced millions of times, containing a kind of Taoist charm of returning to simplicity.

One sword, one life!
There were no unnecessary movements, and not a single ounce of effort was wasted.

On his left, Wang Yuanyuan's fighting style was completely opposite.

"Go away!"

With a sharp cry, she swung her giant shield like a battering ram, colliding head-on with the three twin-sword demons that had just climbed up.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a dull cracking sound, the three-headed, twin-sword demon was struck as if by a speeding train.

His sternum collapsed instantly, his body twisted and flew backward, and he fell silent in mid-air.

Sima Xian was even more like a madman, roaring, "Take my Great Bright Illumination!"

The staff in his hand carried immense force, smashing the head of a dual-wielding demon so hard it exploded like a rotten watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.

"The commander said we have to leave the body intact! This is... so environmentally unfriendly!"

Zhongli appeared behind him like a ghost, his dagger flashing as he silently slashed across the neck of a dual-wielding demon, all the while making a sarcastic remark.

"Uh... I'll be more careful next time!"

Sima Xian blushed and immediately restrained his actions.

Four people, just four people, yet they seemed to form an iron wall, guarding the two-hundred-meter-wide wall defense line with impenetrable defenses.

The demon army surged forward like a tidal wave, only to be smashed to pieces before this "dam".

Black blood stained the city walls, and severed limbs and remains piled up like mountains.

This is hardly defense.

This was clearly a massacre with an outrageously high level of efficiency!

Zhang Hairong, the battalion commander of the First Battalion, who was standing at the rear, was completely dumbfounded.

He and his elite soldiers stood there, weapons in hand, watching helplessly as the four men in front of them reaped the lives of the demons as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

He wanted to rush over to help, but found that there was no way he could intervene.

He wanted to order his soldiers to form ranks, but found that the enemy couldn't get within twenty meters of the defensive line.

At this moment, he, the dignified battalion commander of the First Battalion, seemed somewhat... superfluous.

"Battalion...Battalion Commander, should we...should we continue?" an adjutant stammered as he approached.

Zhang Hairong's lips twitched again. What could he say?
Hey guys, don't rush. Those guys up ahead are having a blast. If we go up there, we'll just disturb them.

He watched Li Hao stroll leisurely among the demons, each sword strike precisely taking a life.

Looking at his heavy pair of axes, which seemed only good for cracking walnuts, he felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

These young people are the real war machines!

Compared to them, our proud First Battalion was like a bunch of country bumpkins fighting with sticks.

"Look at them, all of you! Look closely! See clearly how they kill the enemy!" Zhang Hairong could only let out a helpless roar in the end.

"Open your eyes wide, you bastards! These are living textbooks!"

"Anyone who doesn't learn even a single move will have to run a hundred laps around the training ground when they get back!"

The soldiers responded with a roar, craning their necks, their eyes burning with even greater fervor.

Looking at this surreal scene before him, an incredibly strong thought uncontrollably arose in Zhang Hairong's mind.

If only... if only they could stay in the First Battalion forever!
With these powerful figures around, defending the city is a piece of cake.

Zhang Hairong dared to lead the First Battalion directly out of the city, making seven incursions and seven exits from the demon army.

(End of this chapter)