Xiao Mo charged into the beast horde like a tiger descending a mountain, but he wasn't a fool.
He naturally avoided fighting magical beasts whose strength surpassed the sixth tier, instead focusing his fury on those below the mid-tier sixth rank.
Clad in top-tier equipment and wielding a high-grade spear with grand sweeps, he fought.
Any magical beast of mid-tier sixth rank or above that targeted him would cause him to immediately retreat and flee towards the Immortal-Demon soldiers.
In short, there was only one principle.
That was to absolutely not engage in a head-on confrontation with magical beasts of mid-tier sixth rank or above.
As for the magical beasts below mid-tier sixth rank, he would pummel them if he could win, and if he couldn't, he would lure them towards the Immortal-Demon soldiers.
Regardless, his motto was, "If I can't beat you, can't I run?"
"If I can't beat you, I have people, plenty of people who can kill you!"
Thus, in a short while, Xiao Mo had personally slain over a dozen magical beasts below mid-tier sixth rank.
Although his armor was splattered with much beast blood, Xiao Mo felt an exhilarating sense of satisfaction from the kills.
He had expected to, as a young man of the new era on Earth, possibly vomit in such a situation.
Who knew that he would now immensely enjoy this thrilling sense of murderous pleasure?
Just as Xiao Mo was leisurely enjoying himself, he suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
At the same time, a glimpse from the corner of his eye caught sight of a massive silhouette that had already lunged towards him.
The next second, a gigantic claw directly struck Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo felt himself struck by a terrifying force, his mind went blank, and his body was sent flying backward.
"Master!!"
Xian Meng'er, who was closest to Xiao Mo, saw this scene and immediately cried out in alarm, her figure lunging directly towards Xiao Mo.
However, by the time Xian Meng'er reached him, Xiao Mo's body had already crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Cough, cough..."
Just as he hit the ground, Xiao Mo immediately scrambled to his feet and couldn't help but cough a few times.
"Master, are you alright?"
Xian Meng'er arrived before Xiao Mo, her delicate face filled with guilt, and asked with urgency.
Xiao Mo waved his hand, smiled gently at Xian Meng'er, indicating he was fine, and then turned his gaze towards the creature that had stealthily attacked him with a swipe.
Before them stood a colossal lion, an eighth-tier peak commander-class beast with fur as red as flames.
It was at least ten meters long and over three meters tall, and the very ground trembled as it walked.
Currently, the giant lion was staring intently at Xiao Mo, its eyes filled with brutality, bloodlust, and ferocity.
Under the influence of the night, even this eighth-tier peak commander-class giant lion had lost its reason, driven only by instinct for attack and bloodshed.
"Roar!"
The giant lion let out a low growl, leaped high again, and then…
And then it was pinned to the ground by a golden longsword.
Sharp sword energy continuously ravaged the giant lion's life force.
Xian Meng'er slowly flew to the front of the giant lion, a cold glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She raised her hand and pulled out the golden immortal sword. The giant lion struggled to rise, but Xian Meng'er kicked it back down.
Following that, Xian Meng'er reached out, grabbed the giant lion by the neck, exerted force with both hands, and flung it up before smashing it fiercely onto the ground.
The force was so great that the entire earth vibrated slightly.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
Xian Meng'er plunged her sword into the ground, grabbed the giant lion by the neck with both hands, and began smashing it onto the ground like a sandbag, left and right, while muttering fiercely.
"How dare you ambush my master!"
"How dare you have designs on my master!"
"How dare you..."
After swinging it for a full five minutes, seeing that the giant lion was no longer moving, Xian Meng'er put it down and happily clapped her hands.
The giant lion now lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, limp and lifeless.
Its eyes were vacant, its gaze dull, and the blood gushing from its mouth was mixed with much white foam. It was clearly on its last breaths.
It had to be said that tonight would undoubtedly be a lifelong nightmare for this eighth-tier peak commander-class magical beast.
This scene left Xiao Mo stunned, and he couldn't help but swallow.
It was only today that he realized that Xian Meng'er, who appeared spirited and possessed a beautiful face, was actually a top-tier violent woman!
Not only Xiao Mo, but even Xian Qing'er, Mo Jingjing, and other soldiers who often hunted together were somewhat dumbfounded.
The visual impact was too great.
An Immortal-Demon soldier, less than 1.7 meters tall, was grabbing a giant lion, ten meters long and about three meters tall, with her bare hands and swinging it around like a sandbag…
However, despite the surprise, Xiao Mo quickly came to his senses.
Although she had a bit of a violent streak, Xian Meng'er's strength after evolving was truly ridiculously high.
An eighth-tier peak commander-class magical beast, and in a berserk state at that. If she hadn't wanted to torture it, she probably would have killed it with a single sword strike.
This was perhaps the difference in strength between King-tier and Commander-tier beings.
Even with a three to four-fold increase in strength, they were naturally destined to be utterly dominated by King-tier beings.
At this moment, the other Immortal-Demon soldiers slowly narrowed their combat circle, protectively surrounding Xiao Mo in the center.
This made Xiao Mo feel quite speechless, and he quickly waved his hands, signaling that he was completely fine, and ordered the Immortal-Demon team to resume their previous formation.
It wasn't that he wanted to show off in front of the Immortal-Demon team, but he genuinely wasn't injured.
He was wearing top-tier equipment dropped by the Dwarf Chieftain, which possessed extremely high defense.
Furthermore, upon joining the battle, he had used the skill "Elven Goddess's Blessing" from the "Elf Queen's Bracelet."
Under this dual defense, the giant lion's claw had only made Xiao Mo feel dazed; he hadn't suffered the slightest injury.
The Immortal-Demon team naturally would not disobey Xiao Mo's orders and once again charged into the beast horde, rapidly reaping the lives of the magical beasts.
...
Meanwhile, in various regions of the Primordial Continent, all lords were similarly suffering attacks from magical beasts.
In the distant Dark Forest region, hundreds, even thousands, of magical beasts charged into Jin Xuan's "Endless Wasteland."
Jin Xuan, clad in high-tier equipment purchased from Xiao Mo, was battling hordes of magical beasts with dozens of Endless War Golems.
Jin Xuan's long hair flew wildly as she wielded a greatsword that was disproportionately large for her frame.
Her armor was already stained with beast blood, but she remained unfazed.
At this moment, Jin Xuan was like a female war god, displaying her heroic spirit. Wherever she passed, magical beast corpses fell in droves.
...
In the southwest of the Primordial Continent, in a scenic valley.
There stood a solitary city.
Surrounding the city, the ground was littered with corpses.
These included the bodies of magical beasts from outside the territory and the corpses of soldiers from within the territory.
The battle was drawing to a close.
The beasts from the mountains clearly held the advantage and had already breached the city center.
All soldiers had been slaughtered, troop buildings had been destroyed, and the lord, in despair, had become food for the beasts.
Soon, the Heart of the Territory within the city was completely destroyed.
All the buildings of this intermediate territory, blessed with a magnificent geographical location, collapsed with a rumble.
Then, a flash of white light swept across the territory, and all the building ruins below vanished as if they had never existed.
Following this, the mountain beasts, after destroying this territory, dispersed and disappeared back into the forest.
Just as Xiao Mo had predicted, after this night, a considerable number of lords would never see the sun rise again…