Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 672: Battle Between Corrupt Dragon Clan against Nature Clan Begins

Chapter 672: Battle Between Corrupt Dragon Clan against Nature Clan Begins

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Kneeling before the idol once more, Qing Fenghua spoke. "Great Deity, we have resolved to strengthen our defenses and prepare for a strategic counterattack against the Corrupt Dragon Clan. We seek your wisdom and guidance in this endeavor."

Wang Jian, still hidden in the shadows, felt a surge of satisfaction. His influence over the Nature Clan was growing stronger, and their determination to retaliate against the Corrupt Dragon Clan would play perfectly into his plans. "You have made the right decision, Qing Fenghua," he responded telepathically. "Strengthen your defenses and gather your allies. When the time is right, I will guide you to victory."

Qing Lurou bowed her head in reverence. "Thank you, Great Deity. We will not fail you."

Leaving the sanctum, they felt a renewed sense of purpose. Their Great Deity's approval and guidance filled them with confidence, and they were more determined than ever to protect their clan and avenge the wrongs committed against them.

Days turned into weeks as the Nature Clan fortified their defenses and reached out to potential allies. The elemental spirits continued to bless their efforts, their presence a constant reminder of their Great Deity's power and favor. Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou worked tirelessly, their leadership inspiring their people and instilling a sense of unity and strength.

As the preparations continued, the Nature Clan grew stronger. Their warriors trained rigorously, their spiritual techniques honed to perfection. The healers worked diligently to restore the health of those affected by the poison, and the craftsmen created powerful talismans and weapons infused with the elemental energy of the clan.

One evening, as Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou sat in the grand hall discussing their next steps,

a messenger arrived. He was a young warrior, his face flushed with urgency.

"Lady Qing, we have received word from our scouts. The Corrupt Dragon Clan is amassing their forces. It appears they are preparing for an attack."

Qing Fenghua's eyes narrowed. "How long do we have?"

"Not long, Lady Qing. They are moving quickly. We estimate they will be upon us within a week."

Qing Lurou clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with determination. "We must be ready. Alert all our warriors and activate the defensive formations. We will not let them catch us off guard."

The messenger bowed and hurried away to carry out their orders. Qing Fenghua turned to her daughter, her expression grim but resolute. "This is it, Lurou. The moment we have been preparing for. We must stand strong and protect our clan."

Qing Lurou nodded, her resolve unwavering. "We will, Mother. With the blessings of our Great Deity and the strength of our people, we will prevail."

As the Nature Clan prepared for the impending battle, the sanctum remained a place of tranquility and power. Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou continued to perform their rituals and seek guidance from their Great Deity, their faith unwavering. They knew that with his divine power and their determination, they could overcome any challenge that came their way.

The day of the battle arrived swiftly. The Nature Clan warriors stood ready, their formations strong and their spirits high. The defensive barriers shimmered with the energy of the elemental spirits, forming an almost impenetrable shield around their territory.

Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou stood at the forefront, their presence a beacon of strength for their people. As the Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces approached, a tense silence fell over the battlefield. The air crackled with anticipation, the clash of energies palpable.

Leading the Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces was Dong Zhi, the father of Dong Zhuo. A towering figure with a fearsome reputation, Dong Zhi radiated an aura of menace and power. His eyes glinted with malice as he surveyed the Nature Clan's defenses, a cruel smile playing on his lips. Beside him stood Dong Zhuo, his son, equally ruthless and eager for battle.

Arrayed behind them were the deadly tribes that formed the backbone of the Corrupt Dragon Clan. Each tribe was led by their respective leader, warriors of immense strength and brutality. They had come to fight to the death, determined to crush the Nature Clan and seize their territory.

The battle began with a thunderous roar as the two sides clashed. The air was filled with the sounds of swords clashing, spells being cast, and battle cries echoing across the field. The Nature Clan, fortified by the elemental energy they had gathered, fought with unparalleled vigor and determination. Their warriors moved with the grace and power of the natural elements, their attacks imbued with the blessings of their Great Deity.

Qing Fenghua led the charge, her movements a blur of deadly precision. Her green eyes blazed with determination as she cut down enemies with swift, powerful strikes. Her connection to the elemental spirits gave her an edge, her attacks enhanced by the forces of nature. She moved with the fluidity of water, the strength of earth, the swiftness of air, and the ferocity of fire.

Qing Lurou fought beside her mother, her green hair flowing like a river of emerald as she moved with lightning speed. Her attacks were a blend of grace and lethal accuracy, each strike finding its mark with unerring precision. The elemental energy coursing through her veins made her a formidable opponent, her connection to the spirits amplifying her natural abilities.

The Nature Clan warriors, inspired by their leaders, fought with unwavering resolve. Their movements were synchronized, their attacks coordinated to maximize their effectiveness. The elemental spirits responded to their calls, lending their power to the defenders. For a time, it seemed as though the Nature Clan might hold their ground.

However, as the battle wore on, the initial advantage began to wane. The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless. The deadly tribes fought with savage ferocity, their leaders driving them forward with ruthless determination. The power of the elemental spirits, though potent, began to waver as the strain of maintaining the blessings took its toll on the Nature Clan.

The turning point came when the blessings bestowed by Wang Jian began to fade. The intense power that had infused the Nature Clan warriors started to diminish, their strength waning as the elemental energy ebbed away. The defensive formations, once impenetrable, began to falter under the relentless assault.

Dong Zhi and Dong Zhuo capitalized on this shift, leading a brutal offensive that pushed the Nature Clan to the brink. Dong Zhi, a formidable force on the battlefield, cut through the defenders with brutal efficiency. His attacks were devastating, each strike leaving a trail of destruction in its wake. Dong Zhuo, equally fierce, fought with a savage glee, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of battle.

The Nature Clan, now struggling to maintain their defenses, began to falter. Warriors fell beneath the onslaught, their once-coordinated movements becoming disjointed as fatigue and the loss of the elemental blessings took their toll. The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces pressed their advantage, pushing deeper into the Nature Clan's territory.

Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou fought desperately to stem the tide. Qing Fenghua, her strength waning, faced off against Dong Zhi with fierce determination. Their clash was a battle of titans, each strike sending shockwaves through the battlefield. Qing Fenghua's green eyes blazed with a mix of defiance and desperation, her movements fueled by a deep-seated need to protect her people.

Dong Zhi, however, proved to be a formidable opponent. His attacks were relentless, his strength seemingly inexhaustible. He pushed Qing Fenghua to her limits, each clash driving her further back. Despite her best efforts, she struggled to keep up with his brutal onslaught.

Nearby, Qing Lurou faced off against Dong Zhuo. Her attacks were swift and precise, but Dong Zhuo matched her blow for blow. His eyes gleamed with a sadistic pleasure as he fought, his movements fueled by a desire to see the Nature Clan fall. Qing Lurou fought with everything she had, her connection to the elemental spirits giving her strength, but the loss of the blessings took its toll.

The battle slowly tilted in favor of the Corrupt Dragon Clan. The Nature Clan's warriors, once a formidable force, were being overwhelmed. The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces pressed their advantage, cutting down defenders with ruthless efficiency. The battlefield was a scene of chaos and bloodshed, the air thick with the scent of sweat and iron.

Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou, distraught, watched as their people were cut down or captured.

Their hearts ached with the pain of seeing their clan suffer, but they could not afford to let their emotions cloud their judgment. They had to focus on containing Dong Zhi and Dong Zhuo, the only way to prevent complete annihilation.

Qing Fenghua, her strength nearly spent, faced Dong Zhi with a mix of desperation and resolve. She knew she could not let him break through their defenses. Her attacks were fueled by a fierce determination, each strike aimed to hold him back. Dong Zhi, however, was relentless. His attacks were powerful and precise, each one pushing her closer to the brink.

Qing Lurou, equally exhausted, fought to contain Dong Zhuo. Her movements were a blur of speed and precision, but Dong Zhuo matched her every move. His eyes gleamed with a sadistic pleasure, his attacks fueled by a desire to see her fall. Despite her best efforts, she struggled to keep up, her strength waning with each passing moment.

The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces continued to press their advantage, the tide of battle turning decisively in their favor. The Nature Clan, once a formidable force, was now on the brink of collapse. The battlefield was a scene of chaos and bloodshed, the air thick with the

scent of sweat and iron.

Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou, their hearts heavy with sorrow, knew they had to make a stand. They could not let their people fall. With a final surge of determination, they threw themselves into the fray, their attacks fueled by a fierce resolve. They knew they had to hold the line, no matter the cost.

As the battle raged on, the Nature Clan's warriors fought with everything they had. They knew

their leaders were giving their all, and they could not afford to let them down. Despite the overwhelming odds, they pressed on, their attacks fueled by a fierce determination to protect

their home.

The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces, however, were relentless. Their attacks were brutal and unyielding, each one aimed to break the defenders' spirit. The Nature Clan, though valiant in their efforts, struggled to hold the line.

In the midst of the chaos, Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou fought with a desperation born of

necessity. Their attacks were fueled by a fierce resolve, each strike aimed to hold back the tide. Despite their best efforts, however, they knew they were fighting a losing battle. The Corrupt Dragon Clan's forces were too strong, their numbers too great.