Chapter 015: Divine Beasts

These magical beasts can no longer be called mere magical beasts! They truly deserve to be called divine beasts!
The destructive power of these divine beasts is astonishing—calling them war machines wouldn’t be an exaggeration!
A single attack can wipe out an entire army of hundreds. Fortunately, such divine beasts are rare—so few that they can be counted on one hand—so they haven’t caused the war situation to collapse immediately!
The appearance of dragons and divine beasts tipped the balance of war in favor of the dragons! The angels were retreating step by step!
At that moment, clouds appeared in the sky of the angel side! These clouds were enormous, emitting a glowing light from within!
With the appearance of these clouds, some six-winged angels descended!
Six-winged angels! According to legends, they are the highest-ranking beings among angels! Even some mid-tier deities appear insignificant in front of them!
Six-winged angels are equivalent to higher-tier deities!
Such deities possess the power to overturn mountains and oceans, to destroy the world!
As soon as these six-winged angels appeared, the dragons were killed one after another!
Even those extremely rare divine beasts were wiped out!
In the eyes of those six-winged angels, stars could be seen shattering, and their ability to destroy the world was revealed with every gesture!
Those dragons, which were equivalent to mid-tier deities, managed to last over ten rounds against those six-winged angels!
With the arrival of the six-winged angels, heavy casualties occurred on the ground! Their divine power was unstoppable! Even a slight display of their divine strength would immediately bring disaster to those around them!
Opposite those clouds, another cloud appeared—much larger than the others!
That newly appeared cloud was shaking violently, as if someone were angrily scolding someone else!
As that largest cloud moved, many six-winged angels also descended above the dragons! With their arrival, that largest cloud suddenly began to transform—vaguely taking the shape of a human face!
By this point, the war had reached its climax! On the ground and in the sky, countless people were fighting!
Countless angels and dragons were battling, and countless magical beasts were fighting against angels!
Fighting was everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground!

Just as that largest cloud was about to transform into a distinct face, the scene suddenly came to an end. Everything returned to calm! “When in the world did this war take place?” several voices murmured at once! Such a scene! It was utterly like one of apocalyptic destruction! Dragon breath filling the sky! Magic! Armies numbering in the tens of millions! Angels flying everywhere! Streams of divine light! Such a grand and brutal war scene—never before, even in dreams, had these people witnessed anything so magnificent and horrific! Du Fan had never even imagined such a scene! On the continent, armies were counted in the tens of thousands! An army of one hundred thousand was already considered quite large, capable of shaping the continent’s fate, yet in that war scene, an army of one hundred thousand was merely a small unit used as fodder! Considering what he had seen among the barbarians, Du Fan felt there seemed to be some connection between the two! But he couldn’t figure out exactly what it was! As those people murmured questions and Du Fan continued to ponder, low wailing sounds suddenly arose around them! It was as if someone extremely sad was crying softly, as if, after enduring countless hardships, they wanted to cry endlessly. Such sounds came from the mountainous expanse of Bone Mountains, giving people a chilling sensation! With one wail, more and more wailing sounds filled the air! The twelve of them were as if surrounded by an ocean of wails! Under the clear moonlight, those bones emitted a strange silver-white glow! Amidst that silver-white light, ghosts began to float toward them! Ghosts! Only those who died while crying out in endless grievances could become ghosts! Ghosts existed to complete what they failed to do in their past lives! Their only sustenance was that belief! According to the legends of the continent, ghosts, burdened by excessive obsession, could neither enter heaven nor hell! They could only remain as such wandering spirits, gradually fading away over time, leaving no trace of their former lives in the world!

Seeing living people, those ghosts all drifted over! They kept shouting, “Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The obsession of these ghosts was nothing but killing! Du Fan stared at them, feeling his head go numb!
The ghosts everywhere were like a tide, rushing towards Du Fan! Generally, ghosts aren’t very powerful, but these ones were overwhelming in number!
Facing the endless horde of ghosts, Du Fan suddenly wondered if those people from the war back then were these very ghosts!
That war must have taken place in ancient times—these ghosts, after enduring such a long period, still clung to their obsession with killing!
Seeing the ghosts everywhere, Du Fan took out the Holy Radiance Staff.
He had consistently poured light combat energy and wind magic into the staff. The amount of light combat energy and magic stored within it had reached an unbelievable level!
It wasn’t surprising—after bathing in the Spring of Life, Du Fan’s ability to recover combat energy and magic had become astonishing!
With such rapid recovery, infusing the staff with energy and magic was one of his daily routines!
Du Fan unleashed his light combat energy, the arrow energy of archers, Moses’s magic combat energy, the fiery red combat energy unique to the Bashan dwarves, and the dark magic of mages—all at once!
Under the night sky, it was like countless colorful fireworks blooming, a stunning sight.
The ghosts were shattered one after another. They were already weak and couldn’t withstand the attacks from these experts at the sacred level!
Yet their numbers were enormous! Even as they saw the ghosts in front of them killed easily, they kept charging forward!
What sustained the ghosts was their obsession!
Their obsession was to kill the living people before them!
The living people here were Du Fan, Naixiu, and twelve others!
“Third Brother Du Fan, we can’t keep fighting like this! If we continue, we’ll die from exhaustion, even if we’re not killed by these ghosts,” Naixiu said.
“Does anyone know any good way to deal with these ghosts?” Du Fan asked loudly. As he spoke, he delivered a cross-cutting strike. His light combat energy seemed to have a special effect on the ghosts—wherever it struck, the ghosts turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared quickly!

“Ghosts rely entirely on their obsessions to survive. Once we free them from those obsessions, they will naturally dissipate,” said a magician. As dark-level magicians, they knew quite well about creatures like ghosts. “There’s another way—these ghosts’ obsession must be killing! If I’m right, their obsession is to kill all living beings. As long as we change our aura to resemble that of the dead, these ghosts will surely disperse on their own,” said another magician. “How do we change our aura?” Bashaa swung his axe, using the fire-based combat energy unique to the dwarves to shatter a ghost with one strike. “The dark magic we practice has minor spells to change a person’s aura. But I doubt you can master them in such a short time,” said an elf magician. “Go ahead and explain,” said Du Fan. With another cross-cut, he created a deep gap in the ghost in front of him, causing the ghosts inside to disintegrate into wisps of smoke. “Alright, here’s how this magic works,” the magician began to explain. After hearing this, everyone’s mood darkened once again. This magic required dark magic as a catalyst to be cast! Although not much dark magic was needed, how could these people develop it in such a short time? It was useless talking about it! Those who listened to the magician’s explanation all groaned inwardly. It seemed they had no choice but to keep killing. “It seems we have to keep killing,” said Bashaa. “I know these ghosts can only appear at night. Once the sun rises during the day, they’ll disappear.” Ghosts couldn’t stand sunlight—this was common knowledge. “Killing them until dawn isn’t a problem. I just wonder if you can hold on,” said Du Fan with a smile. Among the group, Du Fan was the most relaxed. Thanks to the vast amount of light combat energy stored in his holy staff, he didn’t need to use his own light combat energy. “That won’t work either. How about this: six of us stay at the perimeter to fend off these ghosts, while the other six rest in the middle,” said Moses.

Before Moses could finish speaking, a magician smiled and said, “I forgot one thing. That magic that can conceal one’s aura doesn’t necessarily have to be cast by oneself. If the three of us cast it and apply it to you, the effect will be the same.”
“You! Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Hearing this, Bashaa rolled his eyes and shouted loudly.
“Well, I saw everyone sleeping on Bone Mountain at night and thought it was too boring, so I decided to entertain everyone a bit,” the magician said with a smile.
It was unexpected that this elf magician had such a sense of humor. Could it be that elves who had undergone darkening were much more agile-minded than those who hadn’t?
Listening to the elf magician’s amusing words, Du Fan muttered to himself.
“Since that’s the case, hurry up and cast that magic!” Du Fan said.
“To be safe, we should find someone to test it first—conceal one person’s aura. If these ghosts’ obsession really is to kill all living beings in front of them, then this method will work, and the person whose aura is concealed won’t be attacked by the ghosts. If their obsession isn’t that, we’ll probably have to think of another solution,” the magician said.