World-Ending Demon Emperor-Chapter 1651 - 731: Martial Arts War! One-Sided Slaughter!
After figuring this out, the Master of Misfortune Cave dispelled all his fears and said coldly, "Why panic? How many people did Lanling bring?"
The scout thought for a moment and said, "Couldn’t see clearly, it seemed like... around two or three thousand, all riding ghostly manta rays."
The Master of Misfortune Cave asked, "No Skeleton Legion?"
The scout shook his head and said, "No, absolutely no Skeleton Legion."
Huo Yunpo, eldest son of the Fire Demon Venerable, asked, "Was the sky covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sun as if it were hell?"
He was referring to the characteristic of the Skeleton Legion.
The scout shook his head and said, "Absolutely not!"
With these words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
The Master of Misfortune Cave laughed and said, "After gaining the allegiance of the Black Demon Flag, Lanling also got the martial artist force from the princess residence. To gather these two or three thousand martial artists is quite a feat."
Huo Yunpo said, "These over two thousand martial artists, probably even summoned demon warriors, it’s definitely not easy."
The Master of Misfortune Cave said, "If it weren’t for the support of my brothers, my Misfortune Cave Abode would indeed face a fierce battle. But with such strong aid, Lanling is definitely not coming back this time. We’ll consider it as revenge for the Heavenly Demon Lord and the Princely Heir of Beileng!"
Huo Yunpo coldly said, "This Near-Human Tribe bastard has been causing trouble for months, and today we can finally get rid of this clown."
The Master of Misfortune Cave said, "My brothers, Lanling will be here soon. Let’s lay down a trap to catch him in one fell swoop."
Suddenly, a Demon Venerable said, "What if Princess Sha Yan comes along, what then?"
The confidant of the Prince You Ming coldly said, "Capture her, but don’t kill!"
"Everyone, go out and set up the formation, face Lanling, and seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to eradicate Lanling completely!"
...
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh..."
The massive Misfortune Cave Abode, one after another, figures rode flying mounts, soaring into the sky to set up formations.
More and more gathered, like a meteor shower reflecting in the sky.
In just two short quarters of an hour!
The Misfortune Cave Abode, along with five major Venerables and martial artist reinforcements from thirty-two forces, all gathered and ready.
A total of fourteen Demon Venerables, one hundred ninety Demon Sect Masters, one thousand four hundred Demon Martial Grandmasters, three thousand Grand Demon Warriors.
Four thousand six hundred martial artists, riding various flying mounts, formed an inescapable net above the Misfortune Cave Abode, waiting for Lanling’s arrival.
They didn’t wait long.
In less than half an hour, Lanling’s Sky Legion came into view, indeed with over two thousand people, all riding ghost manta rays.
Lanling’s Martial Warrior Group came closer and closer, finally only ten thousand meters away.
The Master of Misfortune Cave immediately spotted Lanling, Princess Sha Yan, Hei Zhou, Talan, Talong, Gou Li, Huo Feng, Yuan Tan!
In an instant, he almost couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Ridiculous Lanling actually brought this pitiable martial force to charge.
The eight people in the front row were undoubtedly the strongest, yet among them only three were Demon Venerable powerhouses, the rest were all Demon Sects.
In other words, Lanling’s martial force only had at most three Demon Venerables, around thirty Demon Sects, just equal to the Misfortune Cave Abode, no wonder he rushed over.
Little did he know, the Misfortune Cave Abode already had top-level martial power support.
Lanling’s martial force was truly pitifully weak.
The Master of Misfortune Cave never expected that Lanling, who created countless miracles and whose ferocity shook the entire Rakshasa Domain, and even the whole Demon Territory, would die by his hand.
This... is too absurd and too wonderful.
"Lanling, why are you here?" The Master of Misfortune Cave said, "Have you come to take back your lapdog?"
With that, the Master of Misfortune Cave waved his hand.
Instantly, Hei Naiwu, the eldest son of Hei Zhou, was brought up. At this time, he was like a human stick, his limbs all severed, his face pale, yet not dead.
"Ah..." Huo Feng cried out in blood, nearly fainting.
Nai Shu was dead, which already made her heartbroken, and now her eldest son had become like this.
And Hei Naozhuo, the second son of Hei Zhou, roared in anger, "I will tear you to pieces, tear you to pieces..."
Hei Naozhuo disliked Nai Shu but was very close to his brother Naiwu.
Hei Zhou gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "Misfortune, I always saw you as a brother. This time, the Lord originally wanted to eradicate your Misfortune Cave Abode, but I pleaded for you out of former friendship. The Lord Lanling spared your place, only dealing with you, and you dare to be so vicious?"
"Hahahaha..." The Master of Misfortune Cave coldly laughed, "Hei Zhou, you have a base nature, willing to be Lanling’s dog. But my back is straight and can’t bend. Our entire Misfortune Cave doesn’t want to join the filthy and lowly Lanling. Between me and Lanling, it’s as the blood letter says, a fight to the death, no rest until death!"
Hei Zhou coldly said, "You’re courting death, then the Lord will only fulfill you. Today, no one from the Misfortune Cave Abode will come out alive!"
"Hahahaha..." The Master of Misfortune Cave laughed, "Just you? Just you, Hei Zhou, just those few martial artists from Princess Sha Yan’s residence? Lord Lanling, without the Skeleton Legion, it’s really not easy that you could gather these two or three thousand rabble. You must have brought all your demon warriors, maybe even the apprentice demon warriors, it’s truly not easy, hahahaha..."
Then, the Master of Misfortune Cave waved his hand.
Eleven Demon Venerable powerhouses, including Huo Yunpo, who had come to support, stepped out and flew to the Master of Misfortune Cave’s side, standing alongside the three Demon Venerables of the Misfortune Cave.
Next, one hundred ninety Demon Sect Masters appeared in the second row.
Over a thousand Demon Martial Grandmasters appeared in the third row!
The Master of Misfortune Cave said coldly, "Lanling, since you are here, don’t think of leaving. Today, we will take revenge for the Heavenly Demon Lord, for the Princely Heir of Beileng, and rid the entire Rakshasa Tribe of you, this wave-making clown."
After these thousand top martial artist reinforcements appeared, the Master of Misfortune Cave stared at Lanling’s expression, hoping to see shock and fear on his face.
However, he saw nothing.
Lanling’s impeccably handsome face remained like a white jade carving, expressionless.
He lightly waved his hand!
Instantly, nine Demon Venerable layer Death Warriors stepped out sharply, appearing in the second row.
Then, more than a hundred Demon Sect Death Knights appeared in the second row.
Two thousand three hundred Demon Martial Grandmasters suddenly spread out, their movements uniform and cold, as if they were one person.
On the side of the Master of Misfortune Cave, there were fourteen Demon Venerables, while Lanling’s side had only twelve.
However, Lanling’s nine Demon Venerables were all Death Warriors, immortal, and having received the Golden Demon Bloodline’s gift from Lanling, most were at the Pinnacle of Demon Lords.
The same was true for the Demon Sects, with most of the over one hundred Demon Sect Masters being at the pinnacle level.
As for the Demon Martial Grandmaster layer Death Warriors, all two thousand three hundred were at the peak of the Demon Martial Grandmaster level.
Therefore, although Lanling’s martial force did not seem superior in quantity on the surface, its strength completely crushed them.
Even more terrifyingly, the cold, deathly aura emanating from these Death Warriors was truly astonishing.
Witnessing this scene, the Master of Misfortune Cave was extremely shocked, his body cold.
The over two thousand martial artists brought by Lanling were actually all Demon Martial Grandmaster and above powerhouses. Even more terrifying was the chilling energy aura from each one, chillingly terrifying.
Huo Yunpo and the eleven Demon Venerables who came to support were also utterly terrified. Without the Skeleton Legion, how could Lanling still have such an astonishing martial force? From where did he get it?
Lanling ordered indifferently, "Anything below Demon Martial Grandmaster level, kill and devour! Anything above, disable and capture alive!"
With his order, two thousand Death Knight Corps pounced forward like lightning.
And then... it was a one-sided massacre and crush! 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
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