"Lord Heru!" The cries of the surviving coalition powerhouses echoed across the sea, filled with boundless panic and despair. They watched helplessly as Heru was sent flying like a kite with a snapped string, crashing heavily onto a warship. That coalition warship was instantly smashed to pieces, its debris mingling with the splashing seawater as if signaling the utter defeat of the coalition.
On the Daxia flagship, seeing this sight, Xiao Zhantian felt a flash of joy and resolve in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "Soldiers, press the advantage! Thoroughly crush the coalition!" Following his command, the spiritual energy artillery fire from the Daxia warships poured down like raindrops onto the coalition fleet. One coalition warship after another burst into roaring flames under the artillery bombardment. The soldiers on board descended into chaos; some fought desperately to extinguish the fires, while others jumped frantically into the sea in panic.
Amidst this chaotic battlefield, Netherworld did not lower his guard. He knew full well that although Heru had been heavily wounded, there were still plenty of powerhouses left among the coalition. The demonic flames still blazed fiercely around him, and his piercing gaze swept across the battlefield, searching for his next target. Deprived of Heru's command, those surviving coalition powerhouses fell into a brief panic, but they soon realized that if they did not unite, they would all be wiped out.
Chapter 350