At this moment, he looked utterly exhausted, unable to even speak.
Jim quickly spoke up, thinking of having the resting villagers rotate in to hold this gap.
But as soon as he opened his mouth.
He personally witnessed Uncle Evan’s legs give out, causing him to collapse to the ground as if drained.
Then, cracks appeared on the surface of the fence, mud spattered as the structure started to tilt, a green hand reached through the gaps, followed by the sudden shrill screech of the goblins.
The already unstable wooden fence collapsed instantly.
Like a reversed hourglass, goblins previously blocked by spiked wood, squeezed through the gap with sharp laughter.
The intensified force made Jim, who was already at his limit, unable to hold on, staggering back several steps before falling to the ground.
Watching the villagers in front of him collapse one after another like a chain reaction, and pieces of the fence crumbling.
His eyes were full of despair.
"It’s over, it’s all over..."
Jim felt his mind go blank.
The overworked body and the shocking scene before him left him unable to think for a short time.
His face was expressionless, his gaze vacant.
Even as the first few goblins, came at him with bared fangs and claws, he didn’t react.
And it was at this moment.
A high-pitched wolf howl mixed with the noise of an object moving at high speed and air friction pained Jim’s eardrums.
In his dazed eyes, a blurry wolf’s head silhouette of wind, grass clippings, and blood was reflected.
A strong airflow roared past, wood splinters grazed his cheek, leaving a fine wound.
The goblins in front of him still maintained a forward charge, but their shoulders were already empty.
Fountain-like blood, with grotesque heads retaining twisted smiles, spun, and landed alongside their headless bodies.
Xia Nan glanced at the man sitting on the ground before him.
Without saying a word, he turned and rushed toward the gap.
Behind him, slightly late, came Adeline’s hurried shouts:
"Don’t panic! Hold the line!"
"Everyone hold the line for me!"
The front line hadn’t completely collapsed.
Though the gap was gradually widening, they had already killed quite a number of green-skinned goblins beforehand.
If the breach could be temporarily plugged for a few minutes, preventing those goblins from breaking in to flank the villagers from within, until the spare fence was in place.
As for the most critical, needing to face the impact of countless goblins, deciding the survival of Cui Xi Village in these few minutes, who could hold on...
Xia Nan had already given the answer with his actions.
A long, high-pitched wolf howl echoed across the battlefield, under the cutting wind pressure, the goblins couldn’t find a piece of intact flesh on their bodies, still like toys were lifted and thrown by the wind;
The iron-grey sword light like the reaper’s scythe harvesting lives, often just a flash in the air, at least three goblins lost their heads.
[Teeth Hunting], [Vortex Slash], [Teeth Hunting], [Vortex Slash]...
Repeated continually.
The black-haired figure in iron armor, much like a lawnmower crushing every visible green skin within range, with cold wind and blood, twisted and turned.
Slash, displacement, slash, displacement...
By the time Xia Nan’s Chain Armor Iron Rings were filled with the goblin’s foul blood, not even a single green-skinned goblin could hit him outright with their ridiculous wooden clubs.
The instant explosive force given by [Teeth Hunting], the powerful endurance from exaggerated constitution, the Beheading Longsword performing 100% effectiveness in the open field with [Vortex Slash]...
The accumulation of over a hundred days and nights since crossing, transformed into his current form as a war machine, freely swinging and jumping amidst the green tide.
No longer needing to awkwardly stab through fence gaps while gripping the sword hilt.
Unleashing his full strength, able to freely move and strike using battle skills, he had undoubtedly entered Xia Nan’s comfort zone.
The agility attribute elevated to lv3 by [Teeth Hunting] silently took effect throughout the battle, making his figure shrouded by the Wolf Head Wind Shadow visible only as a mere blur.
Experiencing the palpable pause sensation coming from his palms with each sword swing, the sharp cries stopping abruptly and the splatter of gore in his vision.
Once again, Xia Nan felt that intoxicatingly exhilarating experience of harvesting unrestrained under overwhelming power.
A strange illusion arose within him.
No need for any defense line, nor set traps in advance.
These hundreds of goblins...
He could slaughter them on his own.