After speaking, the remaining soldiers all rushed toward the entrance of the sky prison.
Jared and his two companions were relentless, refusing to back down. Every minute, soldiers were falling in battle. He moved even faster with his Dragonslayer Sword in hand.
Sword lights trailed like shadows, relentlessly cutting down the fleeing soldiers.
Meanwhile, some soldiers reached the entrance of the sky prison. Once they broke free from the prison, they could swiftly alert the city’s troops. By then, they would have the sky prison tightly surrounded. There was no way Jared and his crew could leave.
“Not a single one of you should think about escaping…”
Jared’s fingertips moved subtly, a pattern of array runes faintly visible in the space around him, then suddenly, they flashed.
In the next moment, a formation appeared at the entrance of the sky prison. As the soldiers charged forward, they were instantly repelled by a force.
At this point, the soldier’s face immediately turned extremely unpleasant.
At that time, the leader of the soldiers instructed, “You few, forcefully break the formation! As for the rest of you, follow me and give it your all!”
He had people forcibly break through the formation, then led a team to block Jared and his companions. All they needed to do was endure until the formation was broken.
A few soldiers began to forcefully break through the formation, while the squad leader, accompanied by the remaining soldiers, turned around to gaze at Jared and his men coldly.
“Why are you so hell-bent on wiping us out? Even if you managed to kill us all, there are countless soldiers in the city beyond this prison. There’s no way you could escape!” The leader of the warrior squad questioned Jared.
Jared responded frostily, “Did you ever stop to consider why you were wiping out those humans when you were killing them?”
As Jared’s words fell, vanished in an instant. The Dragonslayer Sword in his hand swung toward the leader of the soldiers.
The leader had a savage look on his face, and bellowed, “I’ll fight you to death!”
The three figures charged into the ranks of the soldiers once again.
In the span of a brief moment, the sounds of the fight had ceased.
Madman and Eason, panting heavily, sat on the ground. The two of them were utterly exhausted. Jared had also expended a considerable amount, but was still able to persevere.
He was seen rummaging through the fallen soldiers, collecting anything of use. As long as there was an item pouch or useful supplies, Jared would gather them up.
Over a hundred soldiers were completely wiped out by Jared and his men.
Despite facing just over a hundred soldiers, Jared and his men found the battle incredibly challenging. If it involved tens of thousands of soldiers, Jared didn’t even dare to entertain the thought.
Luckily, Maceo had already led the soldiers of Rhino City to begin their assault on Winged Tiger City.
Most of the soldiers had been reassigned to address the pressing matter and then tasked with defending against the attack on Rhino City.
At that moment, Aisha appeared, trailed by thousands of human cultivators.
It appeared that all these human cultivators were in their prime, suggesting that the elderly, the weak, women, and children must have been annihilated.
Winged Tiger City was planning to use the remaining adults as slaves.
Aisha gazed at the fallen soldiers, disbelief coloring voice as asked, “Did you wipe out all these soldiers?”
Jared nodded. “They’re all gone…”
Madman cast a disdainful glance at the human cultivators, scoffing. “Over a thousand human cultivators, yet they were slaughtered by just over a hundred soldiers. Not a single one fought back. It’s truly pitiful, so very pitiful…”
“Do you know why human cultivators are the weakest and most easily bullied? It’s because all of you are only thinking of yourselves, with no one willing to step forward, that so many people are slaughtered by over a hundred soldiers!”
“Even if you’re just ordinary people, incapable of defeating those soldiers, you should still annoy them to the point of frustration. It’s a pity that you humans are too clever for your own good, so much so that your intelligence often leads you astray!”
The words of Madman, much like a steel needle, deeply pierced the hearts of these human cultivators.
Indeed, they had all become numb, with no one considering resistance. After all, in the beast race’s sky prison, resistance meant death. Perhaps, by enduring in silence, there was a glimmer of hope for survival.
It was this mentality that allowed a mere hundred or so soldiers to carry out a massacre against their vast numbers of human cultivators.
