The Shining Star Above The Heaven-Chapter 941: Underestimated

A few minutes earlier, on the devils’ side, one of the peak pseudo-immortal stage devils looked toward the horizon. The man had a red beard and a burly build, with a giant axe strapped to his back. His ominous aura leaked outward, as if he wanted the others near him to sense it. His presence was truly intimidating.

"Are you sure that they really chose to attack through this region, Sword Devil? Do they not understand that this is the same as suicide?" he said toward the man beside him.

The other man had the same cultivation as him, but he was much smaller in stature. A sword rested at his waist. He had a youthful appearance, and his long red hair was tied into a ponytail. The scar on his face made him look wild.

"I’m sure," the Sword Devil answered and then smiled. "I received the information from our spies in their territory that they are moving toward this place, and I understand what they are trying to achieve by attacking through this route. They are trying to break our focus while also attacking the western region."

The burly man snorted and put on a mocking expression.

"How dare they do that when they should know we are guarding this region. With how limited their resources are, I doubt they have the power to breach through us." He said before looking at the other figure beside him.

"What do you think, Spear Devil?"

He asked a beautiful woman with long white hair. She was wearing tight armor that accentuated her curves, and a long spear was strapped to her back.

"If they decide to pass through this region, then that means they have something that makes them confident in attacking this place, or they are only hoping for the success of the mission through luck. They might think that we did not gather in one place to face them, so they believe they have a chance." She answered with a calm expression.

"There is no way they will depend on luck. I know that guy Alric will not do something that reckless unless he believes in something that makes success possible," another man said.

This one was actually an elf and had a bow strapped to his back. He was one of the rare cases where an elf chose to become a devil cultivator.

"I agree. Moreover, with their dwindling forces, it would be too risky to depend only on luck or a mere notion. So I believe they have a plan that makes them confident in this attack," another man said.

He was actually a dwarf, and he wielded a giant hammer. Although he was much shorter than anyone here, the muscles storing explosive power in his body could not be underestimated. Everyone here knew that once he swung his hammer, he could destroy anything in his path.

Beside him stood another figure who remained silent. He was a young man with black hair, and at his waist were many daggers, which already showed what kind of specialty he had. He only looked toward the horizon with a calm expression.

"There they come," the Bow Devil said.

They finally saw many dots on the horizon, closing in at high speed.

Looking at the incoming attackers, the Axe Devil smiled mockingly.

"From the number of their cruisers, they are extremely lacking in numbers even compared to our troops. Heck, they did not even bring any flying fortresses. I don’t think we need troops at all. Us alone is enough to face all of them," he said.

The others did not respond and instead looked at the incoming battle with calm expressions. But inside, they were also eager to start the battle. The devil troops, already waiting in thousands of cruisers and flying fortresses, were also excited for battle.

Moreover, after seeing opponents that were much weaker than their own forces, many of them laughed and mocked. They simply could not wait to kill.

A few moments later, the troops from the alliance force stopped. The six peak pseudo immortal stage devils could finally see the opponents’ composition, and they could only sense three peak pseudo immortal stage cultivators among them.

If that was the case, then just as the Axe Devil said, there was no need for their troops. The six of them were more than enough to take care of them.

"They truly came with such puny strength. Let’s just attack directly. We don’t have to wait anymore," the Axe Devil said as he pulled the axe from his back. The others also prepared to make a move.

But then they were stunned when suddenly a cultivator appeared in the sky. They could sense that this cultivator was only at the middle pseudo immortal establishment stage.

The moment they saw the lone cultivator, the Axe Devil could not help but burst into laughter. In fact, countless devils were also laughing mockingly as they saw the sudden appearance of a middle pseudo-immortal establishment stage cultivator.

"Ahahaha, what is this? What are they going to do with a cultivator at the pseudo-immortal establishment stage? Are they thinking of surrender?" the Axe Devil said.

The others did not answer and instead kept looking at the lone cultivator. A question rose in some of their minds.

Was there any trick behind this seemingly ridiculous situation? What was the meaning of sending a pseudo immortal establishment stage cultivator?

As the devils laughed and were confused by the scene, the opposite happened within the alliance force. The troops felt fear and despair, as many of them thought they were going to die in this mission because they knew it was an impossible one.

They could only prepare for their deaths as their higher-ups continued with the mission.

They already knew that there was a mysterious man who came with the invitation of Patriarch Geodard, but they did not know if that could change the flow of the battle.

That man was only at the pseudo-immortal establishment stage, and someone at that level could not bring any change to this war.

They saw that man appear in the sky right in front of their armada. A lone figure floated there, as if he were challenging those millions of devils.

They wondered what kind of trick their higher-ups or that man were trying to pull with such inferior numbers.

"I hope that whatever he does will work on those devils. If not, we will lose many of our valuable troops, which could cause us to lose part of our territory to the devils," one of the peak pseudo-immortal stage cultivators near Patriarch Geodard said. He then looked at Alric Alfemin.

"Leader, you will also not be free from responsibility if something goes wrong. It will create disunity and distrust among the lower ranks."

Alric did not look at him and kept his gaze on the avatar. "I will take responsibility for whatever happens in this battle, so you do not need to think about anything else."

The man turned to look at the avatar and gritted his teeth. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

’I hope that this gamble is worth it,’ he thought.

The avatar looked toward the distance where the devil troops were already waiting for the attack and then at the six strongest among them. The Six Stars of Destruction was what the alliance force called them, the six strongest devils in this region.

They wielded different weapon artifacts, and to be honest, Aldrian was quite surprised. This was the first time he had seen a group of devils that consisted of humans, an elf, and a dwarf.

Still, that surprise went no further than that, and he did not care about anything other than his purpose here: to kill as many devils as possible. He then took out a divine-grade sword from his storage ring.

The avatar closed his eyes for a few seconds before another figure suddenly appeared beside him. Aldrian’s real body finally appeared, causing countless troops from both sides to be stunned.

They wondered who this person was, and this figure actually had the same face as the avatar. However, his attire, wearing a casual robe as if he were at home enjoying a relaxing time, truly did not show any seriousness toward the situation.

Even Patriarch Geodard was stunned when he saw another figure with the same face as the avatar appear.

Was that figure also a clone? If that was the case, did that not mean this figure was a clone of a clone? Why did the avatar create another clone? Why was he wearing a casual robe as if he were in his own home?

From the devils’ side, they could not help but laugh. The appearance of another pseudo immortal establishment stage cultivator would not create any change. They were ants in front of pseudo immortal stage cultivators, moreover, the Six Stars of Destruction were here.

From that appearance alone, they thought that this figure was not serious at all.

"I cannot wait anymore, hehehehe..." Suddenly, the Dagger Devil spoke. He had kept silent until now, but when he finally opened his lips, his calm expression turned into that of a madman. He smiled crazily as he pulled out his daggers.

"I will kill them... I will kill them... all of them!"

Suddenly, his body dashed toward Aldrian in the sky. Under the watch of the other Six Stars of Destruction and the devil troops, his figure rapidly approached Aldrian.

His body seemed blurry, and he unleashed his strike even before he reached Aldrian. He slashed with both daggers, creating an X-shaped energy attack that flew toward Aldrian at terrifying speed.

But the Dagger Devil did not stop. He continued to approach Aldrian even after unleashing his strike.

Many thought that Aldrian was finished.

But then...

Crack! Zumm!

A spatial crack opened directly in the path of the attack and swallowed it. Before anyone could react, another spatial crack appeared right beside the Dagger Devil.

His crazed expression turned to shock as, with quick thinking, he evaded his own strike that emerged from the spatial crack.

Whoosh!

He succeeded in evading his own attack by a narrow margin as the energy slash flew past him.

But suddenly, he could no longer move his body, and then...

Slash!