Chapter 913: Chapter 94 Head-falling Drought Chapter 913: Chapter 94 Head-falling Drought Time rewinds several days, the battle at the Southern Border remains deadlocked.

Those who summon demons often don’t realize they are also part of the sacrifice.

When the Head-falling Ba broke free from its seal, it immediately lunged at the surrounding sorcerers–this is a creature over 15 meters long, with a huge, terrifying, humanoid head, its spine connected to a bloated mass of organs below its neck.

“Yin Ghosts, move out!” commanded the sorcerer on site, “Lure it towards Lu Country!”

A large number of Yin Ghosts were released and were intercepted by the Dark Sorcerer in front of the Head-falling Ba, who then turned and rushed northward.

Both flesh and soul are the preferred food of the Head-falling Ba. This evil creature is born to devour; with a gravity-defying plunge, it immediately consumed a large number of fleeing Yin Ghosts from behind.

More Yin Ghost armies were released, deliberately guiding the Head-falling Ba to continue northward, where the destination was a battlefield against Lu Country–cultivators, civilians, and still oblivious sorcerers from Lu Country, were all to become blood food for the Head-falling Ba.

At that moment, the Head-falling Ba did something unexpected by the sorcerers.

It began to spin rapidly on the spot, its gray, withered hair scattering in all directions. Each strand of hair, upon touching the ground, transformed into Head-falling Bas the size of human heads, then swiftly flew towards the nearest victims!

Such an abrupt change immediately threw the sorcerers on site into disarray, as ancient texts had not recorded this eerie ability of the Head-falling Ba to divide itself.

As thousands of small Head-falling Bas flew out, the quantity of Yin Ghosts originally used to lure it northward was quickly eaten in half. The disaster rapidly spread to the sorcerers nearby, their flesh being devoured alive with constant screams of agony.

The field commander entrusted by Witch King Nan Pan, upon realizing the Head-falling Ba could split itself, immediately saw the situation was about to become uncontrollable and without a pause fled the scene.

Even if Witch King later placed the blame, that would be after the fact. If he did not escape now, he would immediately meet his end–and he had no interest in accompanying the entirety of Southern Border in death.

Seeing their superior fleeing and out of contact, the sorcery will among the other sorcerers on site plummeted, and they soon scattered crazily like birds and beasts.

Witch King Nan Pan’s last resort had spiraled out of control in the moment it was revealed.

The main body of the Head-falling Ba had completely vanished, transforming entirely into countless small Head-falling Bas, spreading out like a dark plague of flies in all directions.

If one were to look down from a satellite’s overhead view, they could see a terrifying trace of corruption, decay, contamination, and deadly poison spreading bit by bit across the land of the Central South Peninsula.

Meanwhile, the Beheading Squad, oblivious to the Head-falling Ba, were still advancing towards Witch King Nan Pan’s direction.

There are precedents for successful plans against the Southern Border; if they could succeed in assassinating the Witch King, these seemingly united sorcerers would immediately turn on each other to grasp the newly emergent power vacuum, and this war of invasion would naturally crumble.

This time’s team leader is Li Minghu, who had previously accompanied Yan Yu in the assassination of the Golden Light Mage Suo Wen, and now was skilled in the familiar tactics.

Disperse, cut off, annihilate small troops, then derive the positions of their superiors from the prisoners, just like leveling up in a traditional RPG game, from weak to strong, progressively.

“Something is not right,” said Zhang Huaide suddenly, “The enemy’s reaction speed is too slow.”

“Hmm,” Li Minghu nodded, “Let’s expand our reconnaissance radius.”

The worst possibility is that the enemy is using these small troops as bait, releasing false position information to lure us into an ambush.

But if we are overly cautious about this, we will become indecisive. The most important thing now is to ensure that the mobility of our troops is unrestricted.

Tang Xiaolian, upon receiving the order, gently shook her hands, sprinkling a large number of Black Ben Worms from her sleeves.

Among the Envoy professions, both Ghost Summoner and Insect Summoner lean towards reconnaissance support, but the details differ. Most ghostly creatures of Lu Country possess invisibility and wall-penetrating capabilities, therefore are best at concealment and preservation, but Gu Insects excel in being cheap and plentiful, dispensable in large quantities; even if ninety percent died, the remaining could still function for reconnaissance.

After confirming with her that there were no ambushes nearby, Li Minghu quickly decided:
Continue the pursuit!

Days later, the group fortuitously caught a Witch King Messenger, and obtained detailed information about Witch King Nan Pan’s location from him.

Unlike the first Witch King who led from the front, the current Witch King Nan Pan is of a more selfish and profit-seeking nature. He himself led the personal guard stationed in the rear south, then relentlessly ordered those sorcerer lords who did not obey him, pushing them to lead their people north to confront Lu Country cultivators to their doom.

Therefore, it was no surprise that the morale within the Sorcerer Alliance Army had greatly declined. Even without the Beheading Squad’s action, desertion at the front lines was only a matter of time.

“No wonder the sorcerers’ offensive is unexpectedly weak this time,” analyzed Zhang Huaide, “Since it is about eliminating dissenters, the Witch King’s main forces must have been cautious towards the front-line troops. We better not go directly south; it is more appropriate to detour from the west side.”