Chapter 251: The Great Counterattack

Ziyang was extremely strong—truly worthy of being the top fighter in the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle Clan. During their first encounter, Rod finally realized just how terrifying he was. No wonder he could easily overcome opponents and make it to the finals in the competition.
Rod couldn’t even understand how such a freak had emerged from the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle Clan. Perhaps it wouldn’t take long before this guy reached the Yin Huang realm.
After fighting, Rod was shocked by the difficulties he faced. His usually confident strength and speed proved useless, and he suffered many hidden losses during the stalemate. Several wounds appeared on his body, and the intense pain constantly tormented his nerves.
With a scream, a dragon clan member who was helping him defend himself was severely injured. Thankfully, they had trained their defense system for three days, so they were able to respond in time. Someone quickly took his place, protecting him in the center and saving his life.
The situation became increasingly unfavorable. Everyone had some wounds, and they were all complaining bitterly. They had expected the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle Clan to take aggressive action, so they sent these people, thinking everything would be under control. Who would have thought the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle Clan would mobilize so many forces?
The Mi Jiao clan and several members of the pro-war faction—didn’t they realize their actions would affect the entire situation? The situation between the Dark Forces was already tense, with one small move potentially triggering a chain reaction. The major clans were now in a delicate balance.
If the Mi Jiao clan, the pro-war faction, and clans like the Purple Wing Thunder Eagle Clan formed an alliance, it would disrupt the existing balance and peace. The dragon clan later joined forces with the Black Phoenix clan and the opposition to form a defensive alliance to counter the pro-war faction’s moves. No one wanted a large-scale conflict and hoped to maintain peace.
As for Rod, he could become a time bomb on this battlefield. Once detonated, war would break out immediately. Originally, nothing of this would have happened—at least not in the short term.
No one expected such a conflict to arise so quickly, neither the dragon clan nor the Black Phoenix clan. They needed time to prepare, as did the pro-war faction. The wars on the continent already consumed most of their energy. Originally, this delicate balance could have continued.

But today is different. With the Mi Jiao clan and the pro-war faction appearing now, it means this delicate balance has been broken. If they could eliminate Rod and his group cleanly without leaving any traces, perhaps this relationship could last for a while. But now, it seems very difficult to achieve that—at least for Melon’s side. It appears they don’t have the strength to eliminate Melon yet.

The Dragon clan and the Black Phoenix clan now hate the Mi Jiao clan and the pro-war faction deeply—at least those present do. The large-scale ambushes have caused them great suffering; each of them is covered in wounds and in a miserable state. If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The number of wounded keeps increasing. In the blink of an eye, the lineup has changed several times. Most of the members are severely injured and unable to fight on. Although the enemy also has many casualties, their numerical advantage is growing.

The situation is perilous. One careless mistake could lead to irreversible disaster.

Rod didn’t know how many wounds he had sustained. After pushing back Zi Yang with a sword strike, he quickly channeled his combat energy into the token he held tightly, hoping it would have some effect. It was the Token of theNether Domain Elder from the Hope clan. They had prepared it days ago for use in critical moments.

“Hehe, Rod, you’re doomed today. I advise you not to resist too much and just end it yourself to avoid more suffering!” Zi Yang said excitedly, looking at the panting Rod.

The Grand Elder also wore a triumphant smile. The improving situation gave him hope of victory. Looking at the miserable Rod below, he seemed to already be able to imagine Rod’s tragic death.

That devilish guy had caused the Zi Yi Lei Ying clan endless suffering and ridicule since his appearance. Finally, they were about to kill him—truly a satisfying moment.

“Never! He who laughs last wins!” Rod said disdainfully with a cold snort. Glancing in the distance, a hint of anxiety appeared on his face.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, deviating from what he had expected.

The battlefield had turned chaotic, with continuous fighting and a flurry of swords and blades. With the addition of two high-level divine warriors, Old Nash seemed to have gained some breathing room with their help. Though still at a disadvantage, it seemed possible to hold off Melon—at least for now, Melon wouldn’t have a chance to escape.

Boom… In the fierce battle, the trees on both sides had been completely destroyed, with debris flying everywhere and dust filling the air.
“Kid, why haven’t those people arrived yet? If they don’t show up soon, we’re in trouble!” Sognar asked anxiously beside Rod, his face grim.
The team’s composition was becoming increasingly incomplete, with more and more weaknesses. Under the enemy’s powerful attacks, every second was extremely difficult. More and more people were injured, and now fewer than eight members could still fight at full strength. The rest had lost their ability to fight, and continuing to struggle would only lead to death.
“They’re almost here, I’m sure!” Rod said firmly, gritting his teeth. He believed those people wouldn’t betray him.
“Still thinking someone will come to save you? Heh, it’s rare for anyone to pass by here. We’ve blocked the road ahead—stop dreaming!” Seeming to hear Rod and Sognar’s conversation, the Elder of the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagles smiled bloodthirstily and spoke excitedly.
Seeing Rod’s desperate state filled him with a sense of revenge, bringing him immense pleasure.
For this operation, they, the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagles, had mobilized over a third of their clan’s strength. With the help of the Mi Jiao clan, the pro-war faction, and several smaller clans, if they failed now, there would be no chance of survival. He believed no miracle would happen—Rod was doomed to die today.
“Hmph, just watch!” With a cold snort, Rod’s Dark Dragon in his hand suddenly unleashed its power. The Autumn Wind Sword swept forward, lifting debris and fallen leaves into the air, creating a storm of destruction!
“Delusional!” Ziyang dismissed Rod’s useless counterattack.
He knew his own strength well, and he also saw Rod’s strength. Perhaps others were afraid, but he wasn’t. In terms of speed, he wasn’t slow; in terms of strength, he wasn’t weak. He was no inferior to this kid in any way, and with his powerful combat energy as a backing, he held a clear advantage.
With a single slash, the sound shook the heavens and earth. The two forces collided, producing a deafening roar, as if the entire valley was trembling.
The subsequent battle was once again heavily dominated by the enemy. Rod was in a desperate situation, just like everyone else.

If they could fight freely, perhaps they wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation. But now it’s different—to maintain formation and protect those injured in the middle, they can’t scatter, which inadvertently limits their combat space and range, restricting their abilities and preventing them from fully exerting their strength. Even a powerful warrior like Lilith is struggling greatly against an ordinary late-stage divine-level fighter, forced to defend desperately.

Blood flew everywhere as the first person died—someone from Rod’s group, a severely injured dragon warrior who was killed by another after failing to resist the enemy ahead.

With the first death, another followed.

In less than a moment, three people died, while the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagles only lost one life in return.

“Hahahahaha… Kill them! Kill them all!” Once the breakthrough was made, the battle became much easier. The Black Phoenix clan lost one person, and the dragon clan lost two. These three deaths created a huge gap in the enemy’s defense, allowing them to break through Rod’s group’s formation.

“Damn it!” Rod cursed fiercely. The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, and with total annihilation looming, he felt a sense of despair and powerlessness.

It seemed he had lost this time—perhaps he had been careless. Secretly angered, he wondered why those guys hadn’t arrived yet.

H hadn’t it been agreed that his group would go first while they would hold back and provide reinforcements if needed? Where were they now?

Thinking back to the plans made at the mansion, Rod grew angry. Had he been betrayed? Naturally, he was puzzled.

The Scorpion King clan might do such a thing, but what about the rest of the dragon clan and Black Phoenix clan? They shouldn’t do that. Their own kin were here too—would they just stand by and do nothing? Rod’s mind was filled with doubts.

At this moment, Rod’s group was cornered. Zi Yang and the Grand Elder, along with the others, wore bloodthirsty smiles. Victory was near, and they were excited.

“Should we continue?” the Grand Elder asked, his face glowing. By now, any lingering worries had vanished.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes as he turned to look at Sognar and the others. Everyone’s gaze was resolute. Rod knew what to do next.

“Then don’t blame us if we’re not gentle!” Waving his hand, the Grand Elder said indifferently before signaling his men to continue.

Rod and his companions were ready to make a final stand—die fighting if necessary. Losing one to sacrifice themselves was considered a loss, but losing two would be a gain. They absolutely could not let their opponents take them so easily. Just as Rod and his group prepared to fight to the death, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, bringing a hint of excitement to Rod’s face. This scene was also seen by Sognar and the others, who seemed to realize something; their eyes once again sparkled with determination, their earlier resolve turning into firmness at this moment.