Of course, Blaine did not intend to simply blow everything up so abruptly.
First, that was not Blaine's style as a Bounty Hunter. Second, Blaine seemed to have discovered that after the intentional and unintentional consumption from earlier, his arrows were no longer sufficient.
Originally, the daily output of elemental arrows was not high, let alone the advanced versions. Not to mention, with the added inscription of magic circles, they were even rarer. Perhaps there were only a few hundred of them. That sounded like a lot, but it could not withstand Blaine's extravagance.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck…"
The enemy leader seemed to have the same idea as Blaine. It also summoned its cavalry, wanting to launch a general attack on him.
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
Roar, roar...
Goo, goo... goo, goo...
Goo, goo... goo, goo...
Feeling the leader's signal, not only did the deafening shouts of the soldiers on horseback seem to pierce the sky, even the warhorses began to neigh.
Seeing this, Blaine could not help but follow his heart. A surge of fighting intent rushed into him once more, and his suppressed aura erupted again with overwhelming momentum.
In midair, Blaine's black robe fluttered without wind, his hair streamed wildly, and the Dragon Trident in his hand made him look even more heroic at this moment.
At this moment, Blaine was like the incarnation of the God of Killing, descending from the sky as if he wanted to slaughter everything before him.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
Looking at the iron cavalry that had already rushed in front of him, the corners of Blaine's mouth lifted slightly, as if he had already thought of a countermeasure.
Seeing the mounted enemies getting closer and closer to Blaine, he seemed completely unmoved. He simply stood there, holding the Dragon Trident and watching them without moving.
In the next second, something even more unbelievable happened.
Blaine actually closed his eyes.
It turned out that Blaine's spiritual power had already spread out in all directions with his body as the center. It was not for anything else, but because Blaine had already activated the soul-tracking technique. In the next moment, spiritual seeds were planted in the souls of every warrior about to rush toward him, including the horses.
That's right.
Facing such a large number of enemies, Blaine no longer intended to waste time. He had to deal with so many people, and after thinking about it, this seemed to be the quickest and most convenient move.
As for why Blaine had not used it at the beginning, there were two reasons.
First, those low-level soldiers could be dealt with by Blaine in just a few moves, so why bother? Second, Blaine simply had not wanted to waste his energy.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Bang, bang, bang, bang... bang, bang...
Bang, bang, bang... bang, bang, bang!
The next scene was exactly as Blaine had expected. The battlefield fell into chaos, filled with the sounds of explosions and the neighing of warhorses. There were not even any screams from the other side, as all of them were swallowed by the chain of explosions.
Just like the last time Blaine had been on the Kree planet, all the cavalry, including their horses, had their heads blown apart as long as they had been marked by Blaine. There were no exceptions.
Looking at the leader in the distance, who was still unmoved, Blaine smiled.
Now, Blaine's eyes were fixed on it.
What were thousands of troops worth?
They were no match for a single Bounty Hunter.
Although they worked well together, they could only serve as an appetizer for Blaine.
Once all of the leader's subordinates were killed, Blaine only needed to kill the leader itself. He refused to believe Dormammu would still refuse to show up after that.
So Blaine opened his eyes, continued using the soul-tracking technique, and made the spiritual seeds explode wildly. At the same time, his gaze remained fixed on the leader as he slowly walked toward it.
At this moment, Blaine was the God of Death. Every step he took harvested a large number of lives. Although these cavalrymen and warhorses were all formed from dark matter energy, the energy particles produced after their explosions were still so vivid that they shot outward like blood.
Right now, Blaine was like King Yama in hell, a blood-soaked Shura. Without firing a single shot, he simply walked forward step by step, holding the Dragon Trident upside down.
Since these cavalrymen and horses were all condensed from dark matter energy, they had no fear, no thoughts, and no sense of terror. Therefore, there was naturally no such thing as desertion.
Watching these fearless cavalrymen and warhorses charge toward him, rushing into the range covered by his mental power, Blaine remained expressionless. He calmly enjoyed the sight of their heads exploding, as gorgeous as fireworks bursting in the sky.
Because there were too many enemies on the other side, Blaine's speed was also extremely slow. In addition, he had to control his mental power. Therefore, although the distance was only a few kilometers, Blaine had actually advanced only a few hundred meters after all those explosions. He had not even covered half the distance.
From this, it could also be seen just how many troops the enemy had. Calling them an army of thousands was no exaggeration.
Suddenly, an attack slashed toward Blaine.
It turned out to be a black machete about one foot long, which stunned Blaine for a moment. In that desperate instant, Blaine quickly raised the Dragon Trident in his hand and stabbed the attacker to death.
Seeing this, Blaine was puzzled.
The sneak attacker was only an ordinary cavalryman. How had it passed through the spiritual seeds within the range of Blaine's mental power and attacked him?
After walking fewer than a hundred steps, Blaine had already encountered no fewer than ten waves of attacks. All of them were cavalrymen holding curved blades and riding warhorses. However, this time, Blaine understood what was going on.
It turned out that because the number of enemies was truly too great, with both men and horses making up an enormous count, Blaine's mental power seemed to be somewhat insufficient after the massive consumption from earlier.
After all, before he realized that Dormammu was coming, Blaine had still been using his mental power at high intensity to create magic weapons. Now, with these enemies, he had to control so many spiritual seeds and continuously use teleportation. Even though Blaine had taken the rejuvenation potion twice in the middle of the battle, after this period of fighting, it seemed to have bottomed out again.
This was what led to so many fish slipping through the net within the short distance of less than a hundred meters just now.
Once again, Blaine killed a cavalryman and its horse after they tried to sneak attack him. Then he simply put away the soul-tracking technique.
Blaine would use the soul pendant to recover slowly while his mental power was not yet exhausted.
Do not forget, besides the leader, Dormammu was still waiting behind everything. Now, he had to save whatever power he could. He absolutely could not let his mental power run out during the battle and cause a splitting headache. If that happened, Blaine feared he would be at a great disadvantage.
After Blaine swept away three warhorses, he began thinking about how to deal with the more than half of the cavalry still remaining in front of him.
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