Lu Zhuoyan and his group, who were at the rear of the battlefield, were already dumbfounded.
They never expected that after risking their lives to come as reinforcements, what they would witness was such a scene: Peerless Apocalypse, which had come in full force to conquer Firefly, was actually being trampled by Firefly.
Pigeon's small mouth was slightly agape, her expression dazed, the incredible scene reflected in her eyes, as if time had frozen.
The shock surging in her heart turned into silent awe; Firefly's strength was truly terrifying.
So many Mutants and mutated zombies, and even companion beasts; it turned out that the world's records about them were all wrong, and two-vertical-bar Mutants were completely invincible at present.
And those crystal people, Pigeon didn't know what they were, but their power far exceeded imagination, they were completely the dominators of the battlefield.
Not only was their defense unparalleled, but their attack power was also overwhelming, and wherever each crystal person was, the enemies were routed.
The five hundred-meter giant trees were even more like ancient gods; those were 30 top-tier powerhouses who had lit Six Lotus Seeds, wielding Level 7 weapons, yet facing the Python Branch Giant Tree, they didn't even have a chance to escape, instantly entangled by the Python Branches, turning into a bloody mist amidst their screams.
Pigeon's heart trembled; the ease of this battle far exceeded expectations, and Firefly's strength completely subverted their understanding.
Lu Zhuoyan and the others looked at each other, their hearts filled with endless awe and fear; Firefly's power was beyond imagination, and this battle completely overturned their perception of powerhouses.
"Jun Wushuang! I will kill you!"
Jun Wushuang's face was ferocious, his eyes burning with rage, his clenched fists bulging with veins, and his teeth grinding audibly.
It had only been half an hour since the battle began, and the more than 1,000 Mutants he brought had already suffered nearly 50% casualties, blood staining the ground, and severed limbs scattered everywhere, appearing particularly gruesome under the blood moon's reflection.
Jun Wushuang understood in his heart that if this battle continued, Peerless Apocalypse would face complete annihilation; every strike from Firefly was like a heavenly punishment, mercilessly harvesting lives.
Despair spread among the Mutants; their former confidence and pride had now vanished, leaving only deep fear of Firefly's infinite power.
Jun Wushuang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart; he knew he had to make a decision now.
The losses were so great that even if they escaped back to Dream City now, they would be devoured by the Three Giants until not even dregs remained.
With such a large-scale operation by Peerless Apocalypse this time, how could the Three Giants and other forces in Dream City not pay attention?
In the distance of the battlefield, countless spies were now closely monitoring everything.
Jun Wushuang had long known about the spies, but he ignored them, originally thinking this battle was a display of strength for Peerless Apocalypse, and he wished more people would see their power.
But reality was so cruel; Peerless Apocalypse was so vulnerable when facing Firefly.
So far, they hadn't even managed to injure a single person from Firefly, which was undoubtedly the greatest irony for Peerless Apocalypse.
The battle continued, and a fierce glint flashed in Jun Wushuang's eyes.
He knew the only chance was to defeat Firefly and obtain everything from Firefly, otherwise Peerless Apocalypse would be completely annihilated.
However, they simply could not shake Firefly; the disparity in strength between the two sides was like a chasm.
There was only one way: Jun Wushuang's gaze swept towards Zuo Feng, who was enveloped by ability attacks—that was to capture Firefly's leader, Zuo Feng.
This was the only hope to turn the tide, but Zuo Feng's defense was too abnormal; he endured ability attacks for over 20 minutes without dodging, yet only grew stronger as he fought.
His ability showed no signs of depletion, instead becoming more ferocious with each strike, as if inexhaustible.
Jun Wushuang knew that the path of wearing down Zuo Feng's ability was unfeasible; he needed to defeat Zuo Feng with a single blow.
As if sensing Jun Wushuang's gaze, Zuo Feng looked up, his eyes like sharp swords piercing through layers of ability attacks, meeting Jun Wushuang's gaze in the air; the air between them seemed to solidify, sparks flying.
Zuo Feng sneered:
"Jun Wushuang, is this all Peerless Apocalypse is capable of? Who gave you the courage to act so wild in front of my Firefly?"
Jun Wushuang's face was ashen; since the moment he established Peerless Apocalypse, he had never encountered such a setback.
Scanning the battlefield, watching the Peerless Apocalypse members still being slaughtered, a surge of grief and indignation welled up in his heart.
He knew that at this moment, he had to go all in.
"Zuo Feng, I underestimated you too much in this battle.
Had I known Firefly was so powerful, I would never have made a move so lightly."
Zuo Feng smiled slightly: "What, Jun Wushuang, are you planning to beg for mercy?"
Jun Wushuang laughed in anger: "Beg for mercy? Although your Firefly is strong, I, Jun Wushuang, have not yet reached my wit's end.
In today's battle, it's still unknown who will emerge victorious!"
Before his words finished, Jun Wushuang spread his palms, and a dazzling blood-red light erupted from his pupils; a violent energy surged within him, and a blood-red lotus slowly appeared on his chest.
"Come out, my Blood Corpses..."
The blood lotus bloomed, Jun Wushuang murmured softly.
Instantly, six figures soared from the battle chariot, blood mist permeating the air.
The six Blood Corpses were shrouded in black robes, their eyes flickering with bloodthirsty red light.
The moment these six figures appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become viscous, as if being torn by an invisible force, and a strong, nauseating smell of blood spread.
These six Blood Corpses were Jun Wushuang's trump card, unknown to anyone.
Jun Wushuang, like Bai Duanqian, possessed a dual-lotus symbiotic physique.
One lotus had a sharp attribute, which was the strength he had always shown to outsiders.
The other lotus had a blood attribute that controlled Blood Corpses, a secret Jun Wushuang had hidden deeply.
The blood lotus's attribute was solely to control Blood Corpses; each lit lotus seed allowed the control of one additional Blood Corpse.
Currently, this blood lotus had lit Six Lotus Seeds, and six Blood Corpses were under its control.
The cultivation of Blood Corpses relied on devouring fresh blood to increase their strength; the blood of stronger individuals provided a greater boost to the Blood Corpses.
To cultivate these six Blood Corpses, Jun Wushuang did not hesitate to expend vast resources, even secretly hunting many powerhouses.
Now, the strength of each of these six Blood Corpses was comparable to the most top-tier Seven-Bar Zombie.
If not for the current rules, the strength of these six Blood Corpses could cross into the realm of Eight-Horizontal-Bar Zombie at any time.
A hint of astonishment flashed in Zuo Feng's eyes, then he sneered: "Jun Wushuang, I didn't expect you to have such a trick.
However, do you think you can turn the tide with just these Blood Corpses?"
Jun Wushuang snorted coldly, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
To cultivate these six Blood Corpses, Jun Wushuang had secretly hunted no less than a thousand powerhouses, and the resources expended were immeasurable; this was his greatest trump card for dominating the world.
Immediately, Jun Wushuang's eyes burst with intense killing intent: "Zuo Feng, this time, you forced me to use the Blood Corpses prematurely, you deserve to die!"
Although the six Blood Corpses were strong, Jun Wushuang knew that relying solely on them could not turn the tide.
The five hundred-meter giant trees alone could contend with the six Blood Corpses.
He had underestimated Zuo Feng's strength twice already; this time, he would go all out, leaving no room for reservation.