Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank



These arrows were not ordinary arrows. They were Runic Arrows. Each and every one radiated a resplendent divine light.

The speed of the arrows was incredibly fast, reaching the city walls in a mere instant.

"Shields!"

Disbelief etched itself onto the soldiers' faces. They had not expected the Yellow Turban Army's strength to be so terrifying. The range of the arrow attacks was no less than that of the Bone Battle Bow, not to mention the combat experience of everyone was genuine and instinctive. Blade-shieldmen swiftly appeared at the forefront, wielding shields and instantly forming a golden shield wall, shining a brilliant golden light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The arrows struck the shield wall, creating sharp and reverberating clangor. The terrifying force quickly dimmed the radiance of the shield wall, with some arrows impaling the shields.

"Darn it, whether you're Yellow Turbans or humans, if you dare to attack, you're the enemy. Devil Destroyer, kill them!"

Zhang Fei could not help but curse loudly at the sight of the invading Yellow Turban Army.

He did not have a good impression of them, to begin with. Now, the Yellow Turban Army dared to launch an attack on Rising Sun City. It was a complete provocation.

No words were needed. This was a declaration of war.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, all the soldiers on the city walls sprang into action.

The mounted crossbows were drawn, and large crossbow arrows shot out like lightning.

Dense waves of crossbow arrows propelled into the battle array, completely shattering the Yellow Turban Army, and turning them into infinite bits of flesh and blood. The crossbow arrows continued to strike one soldier after another, either tearing them apart or shattering parts of their bodies.

The destructive power of the mounted crossbows was not just formidable against giants but even more fearsome when confronting fellow humans. It was so savage and vicious that it made one's hair stand on end. When a crossbow arrow hit the Yellow Turban Army, dozens or even hundreds of them would either die or suffer severe injuries, leaving their bodies mangled.

Just one wave caused significant casualties in the Yellow Turban Army, creating a scene of carnage.

"Shoot!"

The archers and crossbowmen on the city walls continued their relentless attack.

A barrage of crossbow arrows blanketed the entire battlefield. After engaging in battle, no one showed even a hint of hesitation or faltering. There was no mercy or pity. This was a battlefield where only life and death mattered. It was a fight to the death with no other possibility.

The great battle immediately ignited with an overwhelming intensity the moment they clashed.

Corpses littered the battlefield in a macabre display of bloodshed.

"Your Majesty, this Mythical Battlefield is very strange. These Yellow Turban soldiers are not ordinary humans. Normal Yellow Turban Army cannot possess such powerful combat strength. Even if the great sage Zhang Jiao personally trained them, it would be impossible for them to be equipped with such formidable weapons as war bows and runic arrows. Those are not things that anyone can easily acquire. Unless Zhang Jiao also has a Universal Printer, otherwise it is impossible."

Zhou Qing stood on the tower, watching the battlefield with a solemn expression.

"Yes, these giants and even the Yellow Turban Army appeared after the meteor shower. Their emotions, gaze, and behavior are all contrary to those of normal people."

"From what I know, most of the monsters are derived from the seven emotions and six desires. They have boundless desires and are incredibly evil, with their souls filled with malevolence. Those who appear in the Mythical Battlefield might belong to the same type, and they are even more terrifying than what we faced during the Great Cataclysm. Their souls are already marked with the stain of evil slaughter, almost unchangeable and uncontrollable," said Li Xiang in a deep voice.

This was his speculation, a conjecture about the Mythical Battlefield. Otherwise, such a massive Yellow Turban Army would not have suddenly emerged without reason. Moreover, as soon as they appeared, they launched a senseless massacre and attacked Rising Sun City. If they were normal humans, even if they were fools, they would understand that humans fighting against humans in the Mythical Battlefield would only bring pain to loved ones and delight to enemies.

On the battlefield, there were too many reasons for humans to avoid conflict and hostility among themselves

It was a war between races.

These Yellow Turban soldiers were too bizarre. No matter how insane they were, they had not reached the point of engaging in a bloody war as soon as they saw each other. The crucial point was that their eyes showed no other emotion but a mad desire for destruction. It was strikingly similar to what they had witnessed during the Great Cataclysm, but even that was still a lesser degree of horror and madness.

"What Your Majesty said may well be true. The Mythical Battlefield contains too many secrets that are not easily discernible. Such masses of enemies appearing without reason on the battlefield is inconceivable. And since they have appeared, they must have an origin," Zhou Qing said, his eyes glistening with insight. "In the previous era, this Mythical Battlefield already existed. Who were the opposing sides in that battle, and who emerged victorious? Now, I have a guess. Beyond the Myriad World Continent, there might be another world."

Yes, his speculation was undeniably bold.

If there were no other worlds, why would the Mythical Battlefield exist, and who would be the ultimate enemy?

"It is possible that there truly exists another world or some terrifying enemy. During the Great Cataclysm, I personally witnessed the cracking of the void, revealing a sinister dark world on the other side. In that world, a Demon God stood tall, surpassing even the power of the Heavenly Dao at that time."

Li Xiang nodded as he recalled the haunting scene, one that could not simply be erased from his memory by mere willpower.

"However, the kind of power that is required to unveil such secrets is currently unknown to us. Now, our fight is in this Mythical Battlefield."

Li Xiang's face broke into a wry smile as he spoke.

The Yellow Turban Army, consisting of elite soldiers, engaged in a violent exchange of arrows with the Dawn warriors. The shower of arrows was dense, but the damage inflicted was minimal.

Every Dawn soldier wore battle armor and possessed formidable shield defenses. The arrows struggled to penetrate their protection, and even if they did, the wounds were not fatal. On the battlefield, the Yellow Turban Army suffered greater casualties.

Masses of fallen Yellow Turban soldiers littered the ground.

"These bodies must not go to waste. Since they've arrived, let them all be transformed into nourishment for my growth regardless of their origin," Li Xiang said with a piercing cold gaze.

A burst of light flashed before him, revealing a crimson-and-blue vase.

"Yin Yang Vase, devour them all!"

As the words left his lips, the jade vase instantly appeared on the battlefield. Radiant patterns adorned its surface as it levitated in mid-air, its rim facing downward. A mysterious whirlpool materialized, exuding an indescribable devouring force.

Once formed, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were continuously drawn into the air and swiftly pulled toward the Yin Yang Vase.