Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 519 - 288: Extermination of the Demon Spirit Clan, Legendary Evil Entity_2
Before the King of Demon Spirits was born, their world was already reduced to only a dozen races fiercely opposed to each other, the entire world turned into ruins under the deathly cavalry.
It was at this moment that the gateway to the other side was opened, and they sensed a strong soul power from another world.
That was a precious power capable of cultivating new members of their race.
With the tribe gradually dying out, the King of Demon Spirits realized that if they continued to stay in another world, they would be completely annihilated like other races.
This anxious feeling persisted until they stepped into the Golden Grassland.
He sensed that in the race known as the Giant Demon, there was a terrifying aura far beyond his imagination hidden within.
Yet he was unwilling to return to that wilting world, so the best option was to choose collaboration with those clearly abnormal people.
Of course, to prepare for the possible future war, those Evil God Cultists provided them with a special power.
Its name was Abyssal Pus.
Something closer in essence to a strong power than a curse.
Those Evil God Cultists demanded that they absorb this power and use it directly.
Upon merging this bizarre flesh, their lives began to mutate.
Originally a strange race produced by the entanglement of magical energy and souls, they surprisingly acquired new flesh under the influence of Abyssal Pus.
Even their own power became stronger.
Having experienced powerful energy, it became difficult to turn back.
Thus, the King of Demon Spirits and the Demon Spirit tribe gradually aligned themselves with those Evil God Cultists.
Of course, the King of Demon Spirits also understood that collaborating with those Evil God Cultists was a dangerous move.
That’s why a substantial number of his tribesmen did not accept Abyssal Pus’s power but were instead directly sent to a new settlement promised by the Evil God Cultists.
It was a beautiful world full of vitality, although much inferior to this world named the Stars, but satisfying enough for the Demon Spirit tribe.
Meanwhile, the older generation and some new peers began accepting Abyssal Pus’s power, paving the way for those in front.
However, the good times didn’t last, and the King of Demon Spirits began to notice something was wrong.
Abyssal Pus’s flesh entangled with his soul, spreading endless malice from deep within, eroding his sanity.
He grew stronger and more violent, yet he remained firmly in this grassland, not opting to return to the world where the new generation dwelled.
"From the moment the little ones accepted the power, we were already insane!"
"Our homeland left no space for our survival; it was a group of children unaccustomed to the death of their peers."
"We had no choice; to continue living, we need war."
"Go on, I sense those who wish to sweep us away have arrived."
"Pave a bloody path with your lives; we will die here and never let our peers in the rear be discovered by them."
"War has begun!"
Violently, he raised the war flag, urging his tribe to launch eternal battles.
At the far end of the grassland, elite troops riding giant wolves and white horses advanced forward.
The Demon Spirits roared.
The King of Demon Spirits’ power constantly spread, and the power of abyssal magic began to pervade those crouching beneath him.
Although relatively superficial, it prevailed in quantity and provided abundance.
The King of Demon Spirits knew this was a war where death was certain; perhaps dragging on for hundreds of years might offer a chance to reverse defeat.
But now they could only welcome the rebirth of another batch of peers with a fierce and thrilling war, or unhesitating death.
And now the time had come.
...
On the other side.
Louis watched the eerie tribe slowly emerge from the soil.
The power of elements pervaded them, an oppressive and twisted feeling spreading across him.
Louis said in a deep voice: "They have swallowed a lot of Abyssal Pus, an aura of revulsion pervades them."
"You better be careful with their magic; having absorbed too much Abyssal Pus, their magic inherently represents a curse."
The warriors of the Giant Demon Tribe raised their weapons, issuing roars even louder than the Demon Spirits.
Tunisian Knights were unwilling to be outdone, the furious cries and war steeds intertwined, launching an indiscriminate charge.
A bloody battle unfolded.
Although Louis had seen the power of the Giant Troll Suicide Squad in the golden woods before, he was still shocked by their strength.
He finally understood why Tunis had such difficulty countering them with the front line pierced in past lifetimes.
The skill of the King of Fury was remarkably similar to the Emperor’s method of forging Iron Guard.
Louis could perceive the mismatch between their essence of life and realm.
Many whose essence of life was only that of heroic-level giants, clearly had exemplary-level power pervading their bodies.
They were like volcanoes ready to erupt, accumulating the power of rage.
A squad where the lowest combat power was exemplary level, a group of giant demons with naturally advantageous physical build, towering in numbers up to tens of thousands, coupled with fearless determination.
...The idea on the Tunisian side was correct.
If the Giant Demon Tribe didn’t hold back and gave them the chance, it really might pierce through the Tunisian eastern line directly.
This Demon Spirit tribe, with an average challenge level of LV7-LV15, faced with the Giant Troll Suicide Squad, was ruthlessly torn apart.
An almost tangible force of rage pervaded them, the head of the Legendary Giant Demon effortlessly cleaved off the head of the King of Demon Spirits.
"Go, to the next place."
Louis indeed felt something amiss, shouting:
"Wait a minute, gather them up first."
Perhaps due to Louis’ previous sharp judgment of the battle situation on the battlefield, determined to eliminate evil completely, the giants and knights followed his instructions and gathered these Demon Spirits.
Limuru immediately devoured them, the power of Abyssal Pus twisted within Limuru and converged back into Louis’ body; he felt the strength of his sins intensified.
But this was not the most important.
He needed Limuru to use the invasive memory technique acquired from the strange iron-thread worms previously.
Found something in the Demon Spirits’ memory.
"We can’t leave yet; the Demon Spirit tribe’s base is nearby, and the space channel they opened lies in the grassland. We need to go and eliminate the magic spirits behind it."
Through the Demon Spirits’ memory, he also learned that these guys polluted by Abyssal Pus were solely here to die.
He felt sympathy for the Demon Spirit tribe’s plight, but for the enemy, he must grant them equal death.
Having been manipulated by the Abyssal Church, they had become the enemy that disrupted the world.
Just as they headed along the Demon Spirits’ memory to the space channel buried underground, everyone’s expressions turned grim.
From Mr. Mayer, they learned the Demon Spirits fought them to protect the tribe behind the channel.
But what did they see?
That was a scene of utter misery.
On the other side of the channel, which might have once been lush and beautiful, now became a destructive world where corpses and souls danced.
Inside were countless corpses of unknown tribes; originally, the Demon Spirit tribe were at least not turned into evil spirits.
But now, the flesh transformed into a mountain of corpses, evil spirits imprisoned therein, seemingly materializing into a sea of blood and flesh mountain. All life and souls were fused by abyssal magic into a filthy entirety.
That was an artificially created legendary abomination.
"This evil is hard to kill."
Both the warriors of the Giant Demon Tribe and Tunisian Knights wore solemn expressions.
At this moment, Louis suddenly made a move.
His aura instantly soared, nearing legendary status, blazing flames spread across him, eventually transforming into Jade Fire that ignited the sky.
Though not the mighty descent of Jade Sacrifice like a jade phoenix, it instantly spread over this legendary evil.
In everyone’s surprised gaze, the legendary evil struggled as it was exiled by a twisted force.
"No, brother, can you ask why he was so tense just now?"
The legendary giant demon looked on curiously.
Louis said seriously, "Don’t you think he looks disgusting?"
Then he emphasized, "I didn’t kill him but used the Jade Mage’s banishment power against illegal invading creatures, compelling the world to exile them outside."
"That’s a loophole."
Everyone looked to each other, calling that a loophole?
Did you realize the fire you used had a larger attack range than normal legendary powers?
