Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Mazar's battle with the Heaven's Eye Sword Saint entered a feverish stage.

He wielded his massive axe, clashing with the Heaven's Eye Sword Saint's sword shadows.

Each collision produced intense sparks, fireworks blooming across the battlefield.

Mazar's axe was as heavy as Mount Tai, each swing requiring immense strength, yet he effortlessly countered the Heaven's Eye Sword Saint's attacks.

His eyes blazed with a wild battle intent, as if fighting the strong was his greatest joy in life.

Zha Hammer, on the other hand, was locked in a fierce struggle with Hank. The twin hammers in his hands danced like shooting stars, colliding with Hank's spear.

Each impact unleashed deafening roars that echoed across the battlefield like thunder.

The runes on Zha Hammer's twin hammers flickered incessantly during the battle, releasing powerful energy to withstand Hank's relentless attacks.

A strained smile stretched across his face, as if he were relishing the intense combat.

Ke Xi appeared somewhat disheveled under Robert's assault, but as a Saint-tier expert, he possessed his own life-saving measures.

He nimbly weaved through the sword light of Knight Robert, using his speed advantage to evade the attacks.

Simultaneously, the dagger in his hand repeatedly thrust towards Knight Robert, the blade glinting with an eerie light, a deadly poison concealed within.

If Robert were to be careless and get scratched by the dagger, he could fall into an irreversible abyss.

Angela, facing the fierce attacks of Sword Saint Hufu, did not panic.

She chanted incantations, summoning various elemental forces to resist Sword Saint Hufu's attacks.

Walls of earth, curtains of water, and whirlwinds appeared around her, these elemental forces intertwined to form a solid defensive barrier.

At the same time, she unleashed some offensive magic, counterattacking Sword Saint Hufu. Her magic clashed with Sword Saint Hufu's swordsmanship, creating a dazzling spectacle on the battlefield.

This chaotic battle between Saint-tier experts far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

Since the founding of the Holy Prague Empire, after an initial Saint-tier battle with the old empire, it had been over two hundred years since so many Saint-tier experts had simultaneously engaged in combat.

On the battlefield, various powerful forces intertwined and collided, each attack containing earth-shattering energy.

The sky was illuminated by the light of magic, and the earth trembled and cracked under the power of the experts.

The surrounding ordinary soldiers were terrified by this powerful force, and they fled far away from this land of death, fearing being affected.

And the outcome of this great battle will determine the fate of humans and beastmen, whether to move towards peace or fall into a deeper abyss of war.

A decisive battle unfolded at the city gate. Human soldiers and beastman elites engaged in close combat, swords and battle axes collided, and magic intertwined with blood.

Doragon displayed formidable strength, his attacks unstoppable, and human soldiers fell before him.

But the human soldiers did not retreat, defending the city gate with their lives.

The attacks of the magic cannons also caused huge losses to the beastman elite troops, but they still charged forward under the leadership of Doragon.

The city gate was crumbling in the fierce battle between the two sides, and it could be breached at any time.

Somewhere on the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, Beast Emperor Doragon's sharp, hawk-like gaze pierced through layers of blood mist and fighting crowds, landing on Soren, who was heavily guarded by a group of elite soldiers.

Doragon's brow furrowed slightly, and information from the Blood Tears organization flashed through his mind.

The Blood Tears organization's intelligence clearly pointed out that the Northwest region was now under the full responsibility of Soren, the crown prince of the Holy Prague Empire.

Soren's position in the Northwest was pivotal, like a sea-stabilizing needle, stabilizing the morale of the entire Northwest Army.

In the short few months since he came to the Northwest, earth-shaking changes had taken place.

Doragon knew very well that Soren was not just a leader for the human army, but also a symbol of spirit.

He was like a banner, gathering the Northwest Army's morale and fighting spirit.

This chaos would be like tearing a huge hole in a solid defense line, allowing the beastman army to take advantage and win that glimmer of hope.

A trace of determination flashed in Doragon's eyes, he knew this was an extremely risky but potentially game-changing opportunity.

He began to secretly calculate how to break through the heavy guards and take Soren's life directly.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting on the battlefield seemed to gradually fade away, all of Doragon's thoughts were focused on this critical action that concerned the battle situation, his strong body was slightly tense, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

Suddenly, a subtle change occurred in the battlefield situation.

The shadow, who had been silently guarding Soren like a ghost, flashed and floated into the chaos of the battlefield like a cloud of black smoke.

This sudden scene was keenly captured by Doragon, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, which were already full of wildness and wisdom.

Doragon understood in his heart that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for, perhaps the last one.

With his own extraordinary strength, even with two Saint-tier experts guarding Soren, he had full confidence in retreating unscathed after killing Soren.

He had absolute confidence in his power, honed in countless battles, a confidence as hard as steel.

What's more, after careful perception and confirmation, there were no Saint-tier experts around Soren now.

He was very confident in his perception, just as he trusted the weapon in his hand.

In his opinion, that mysterious assassin, Shadow, was Soren's last Saint-tier defense.

Ada and Er'er, who had been charging around on the battlefield before, causing no small trouble to the beastman army, had also appeared in other combat areas, which he had confirmed again and again, and there would be no mistake.

Originally, his carefully planned plan was like this.

First determine the number of human Saint-tier experts, just like a shrewd hunter figuring out the number and distribution of prey before hunting. Then, he personally led the most elite force of the beastmen to be responsible for encircling and killing these human Saint-tier experts.

Each time a human Saint-tier expert was eliminated, it was like adding a heavy weight to the beastman side on the scales, slowly pulling the scales of victory towards them.

And now, the opportunity was right in front of him, Soren seemed to have become his prey within easy reach, and if successful, the situation of this war would be completely reversed.