Chapitre 320: Chapter 320
Three demon kings from the old demon king faction appeared.
"Snort!" Cruzere sneered as he looked at the invaders surrounded by their army. "I have to say, you intruders are quite courageous to dare come directly to the base camp of the true lineage of demons."
Kadileya mocked, "I can't believe those spineless Sirzechs surrendered. So many demons in the underworld submitting to a group of dozens of invaders—how pathetic."
Sherpa growled, "Enough talk! Let's kill these intruders and then deal with those fakes!"
Though they didn't know what kind of power these invaders had that made Sirzechs surrender the entire demon clan, they were confident in the strength they had received from the Infinite Dragon God, Ophis. With Ophis watching from atop the castle, they believed the outcome was already decided. As long as she intervened, these intruders would be eradicated instantly.
Seeing the arrogance of these low-level god-tier demons, middle-tier gods like Xianyun, Xieyue, Keqing, and Ningguang remained expressionless, as though watching clowns perform.
Yanfei, now a middle-tier god, complained, "Are these guys blind? Can't they sense the difference between them and us?"
Keqing shook her head, "These demons have done too many evil deeds; their minds are long warped." She could easily eliminate them, but protocol was clear—let the right adversary face the right challenge to gain the appropriate credit. After all, if someone eats meat, others should at least drink soup.
With that, the battle began. The three old demon kings commanded their demon army to attack, and the air filled with roaring demons. Beams of blazing light, exploding fireballs, and shockwave beams shot toward the gods like a rainstorm.
"Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water—"
Nu Liang Hua Lao drew his blade, unleashing divine power to cast an illusion, distorting the surroundings and bewildering the minds of all the demons. Their attacks were thrown wildly off course, unable to hit any target.
King Douya pulled out his blade, Tie Suiya, and charged one of the lower god-tier demons. "You're all fools—you don't even understand your own weakness and yet dare act so arrogantly. Today, you deserve to die!"
Since becoming a god, King Douya had been training tirelessly, honing his divine power and mastering various sword techniques. He had reached the limit of a lower-tier god, ready for promotion to a middle-tier god after this mission. The three lower-tier demon gods before him, relying only on borrowed strength, were simply weaklings.
Cruzere watched King Douya approach with a force greater than his own, his face contorting in horror. Before he could react, he felt sharp pain in his shoulder.
"Gahhh!" he cried out, covering his shoulder.
King Douya tossed aside Cruzere's severed arm. "You're just a weakling who can't even react to my attacks."
"Cruzere!" Sherpa shouted in shock, seeing Cruzere fall. But in the next moment, Sherpa felt pain in his knee, and when he looked down, one of his legs was gone.
"Gahhhh!"
The battlefield was chaos. All the 'quasi-gods' on the battlefield had the power of free flight, and as soon as the fight began, they charged at the demons. Most of the demons were low-level, with only a few mid-level and fewer high-level demons. The 'quasi-gods,' possessing some essence of true gods, had an overwhelming advantage even over the highest-ranking demons.
"For the afterlife!"
Hu Tao, wielding her ancestral Huma Staff, unleashed the power of prairie fire, rushing at the demons. Each strike turned a demon to ash. Though she wasn't a natural fighter, Hu Tao had learned her family's spear techniques from a young age, and Zhongli and Keqing had taught her how to use elemental power. She had also gained strength through cultivating the 'Vision' power.
After all these enhancements, despite her lack of combat experience, she fought without hesitation now. The 'Blueprint of the Gods' had marked these demons as wicked beings—killable without mercy. If these demons were beyond redemption in this life, she'd send them to the underworld to atone for their sins. Perhaps, in their next ten lives, they'd make better choices. Though, Hu Tao knew most of these demon souls might not reincarnate and would be consigned to the abyss.
The entire floating mountain range was embroiled in combat. Though the number of quasi-gods was small, only a few dozen, the 'Disaster Group' had tens of thousands of demons, fallen angels, and evil magicians. With the power of the divine on their side, the quasi-gods moved through the battlefield like conquering monarchs.
Nu Liang Hua Lao's illusions ensnared their minds, leaving none of the demons able to target the quasi-gods accurately. Xianyun and the others had granted divine protection to their comrades, making the battle one-sided.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Xianyun, Ningguang, Keqing, and all the other middle-tier gods looked up. Above them hovered a girl in black attire, a bow tied around her neck, with a maid's hairpin in her hair and white bloomers. She sat in the air, staring at them with disinterested black eyes.
A cold, emotionless voice spoke, "Are you the invaders from another world? Did you come for me?"
Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God, showed no expression—not even a hint of aura. It was as if her presence itself was absent. If she hadn't masked herself, even the Lord God would have noticed her approach. The middle-tier gods prepared themselves, sweat beading on their foreheads.
No one spoke; all eyes remained on the young girl before them. Having learned about the Infinite Dragon God from the 'information' provided, they understood her immense power.
Then, a sigh of relief filled the air as the space in front of them shattered like building blocks. Asmodeus walked out from the spatial crack, golden eyes fixed on the Infinite Dragon God. Her cold, ruthless voice echoed, and she raised her hand—a cube of condensed 'spatial rules' floated above her palm.
"Infinite Dragon God Ophis, I demand you submit to the laws of heaven and surrender."
She released a faint trace of power, sharing her master's might.
Ophis remained impassive. Her voice was calm as she spoke, "You want to subdue me? It's impossible. I am infinite. I cannot be defeated."
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