Chapter 1019 - Tricked, Run Quickly! [Seeking Monthly Votes]
Chapter 1019 - Tricked, Run Quickly! [Seeking Monthly Votes]
Tricked, Run Quickly! [Seeking Monthly Votes]
"Damn it!!! This definitely isn't the Flame Yellow Sect!" Molir took a cold breath in an instant, finally realizing what had happened.
Those three immensely enormous vortexes were clearly the pressure emanating from three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses!
Following them were seven to eight smaller vortexes, likely the avatars of Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses!
Moreover, the auras of these Nascent Divinity realm experts weren't consistent; the disparities were significant. They were clearly from different forces, and Molir even recognized the auras of a few familiar powers.
For example, the aura of the Holy Fire Temple and the Thunder God Sect!
Clearly, these guys were all reinforcements!
It should be noted that the Flame Yellow Sect was currently engaged in fierce battles with these forces within the Divine Demon Tower!
If this place truly was the stronghold of the Flame Yellow Sect, why would these forces rush to its aid?
Clearly...
He had been utterly deceived!
"Retreat!!!" Molir realized he had been tricked and immediately ordered the entire Frozen Demon Legion to withdraw!
No matter how arrogant Molir was, he would never be foolish enough to wage war against at least three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses while on human territory!
That would be seeking death!
However, as Molir landed, the underground hall where the dimensional passage was located exploded!
"Trouble!!! Lord Molir, the dimensional passage has been closed!" Amid the impact of the explosion, a few injured demon warriors of the Frozen Demon Legion reported in a terrified manner.
"Damn it!" Molir's expression darkened.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!" At this moment, in the sky, the figures of three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses appeared.
Among them, one was unmistakably the ancestor of the Holy Fire Temple, the Phoenix Fire Saint!
Another was the ancestor of the Blood Fiend Sect!
The third one was the staunch ally of the Ancient Array Sacred Gate, the ancestor of the Thunder God Sect!
The three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses appeared simultaneously. Their pressure alone left all the demon soldiers of the Frozen Demon Legion in shock.
What the f*ck?
Wasn't it an ambush on the hollow Flame Yellow Sect?
Everything had gone so smoothly just moments ago!
The opponents on the other side were so weak they couldn't withstand a single blow!
How could reinforcements of three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses suddenly appear out of nowhere?
And they were f*cking enemies of the Flame Yellow Sect?
"The Frozen Demon clan dares to invade the Ancient Array Sacred Gate of our friend Guzhenzi! Kill them without mercy!!!" The ancestor of the Thunder God Sect waved his hand and gave the order directly!
In this era...
Although the path to ascension had been severed!
For certain reasons...
Human powerhouses, in reality, weren't afraid of the demon clan from the Myriad Demon Realm.
Especially with the emergence of the Divine Demon Tower, the forces within it had become incredibly complex.
For instance, the Black-Garbed God Sect; within it were both human and demon powerhouses, along with demonic and even ghostly beings.
So, some of the powerful forces within the Divine Demon Tower appeared to be human on the surface, but their true backing might be the demon clan!
And some demon clan forces might be supported by the demonic beings, or even by humans!
This was mutual interdependence.
To put it simply, the waters within the Divine Demon Tower were very deep, indeed!
"Molass, block them!!!" Molir didn't hesitate at all and immediately gave the order.
"Yes!" Molass nodded and rushed forward without any hesitation.
"Hmph, a mere sixty-eight demon marks, and you dare to battle me?" The ancestor of the Thunder God Sect sneered disdainfully and simply raised his hand.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!" With the ancestor of the Thunder God Sect's action, the sky within a thousand miles was suddenly covered in dark clouds, flashing with lightning and thundering!
"Five Thunder Strikes!!!" With a low roar, the ancestor of the Thunder God Sect directly invoked the power of heavenly lightning, transforming it into five-colored thunderbolts that descended from the heavens!
Each bolt of thunder was over a hundred meters thick, and their numbers were beyond count!
In a move called the "Five Thunder Strikes," each strike precisely targeted a demon clan powerhouse!
"Boom, boom, boom!!!" Accompanied by cries of agony, numerous demon clan powerhouses were instantly struck down by the thunderbolts, dying on the spot!
Among them, Molass, who had charged forward, suffered the most. The ancestor of the Thunder God Sect rewarded him with the thickest thunderbolt, a colossal kilometer-wide one that slammed Molass to the ground with a single hit.
"Boom!" After the terrifying thunderbolt, more than half of Molass's body was obliterated, and his demon core was also severely damaged. He fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
But at this moment...
"Molir!!!" Molass turned his head to look and was suddenly shocked.
He saw Molir, who had taken advantage of the time Molass bought, launching an ancient black demon bone technique. After an immense burst of demonic energy, a deep-blue hand exuding a bone-chilling frosty aura materialized in the void. It grabbed Molir and dragged him into another dimension.
It was evidently one of the precious life-saving methods of the Frozen Demon clan, a teleportation technique that could only be used with the bones of the clan's ancestors. It was powerful enough to cross dimensions and take the caster away. It was one of the most potent life-saving methods among the True Demon clan!
Molass wasn't surprised by Molir using this secret technique.
What shocked Molass was that Molir didn't take him along!
He had rushed forward to delay time, and now Molir was ruthlessly abandoning him and escaping, leaving him behind to die?
"Molir, how could you?" In an instant, a mixture of sorrow and anger overcame Molass, and he couldn't help but roar with all his might.
However...
Molir was utterly heartless, not even sparing a second glance. He didn't utter a comforting word.
Once a tactical genius praised as the best by Molir, his right-hand man, and most valued subordinate, Molass wasn't even worthy of a single look from Molir.
In the span of a breath, Molir's figure vanished without a trace. Not a single hair was left behind as he fled the battlefield.
Leaving only Molass and the entire Frozen Demon Expeditionary Legion behind to face death!
In the sky, the Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses naturally didn't hold back. They didn't even bother asking for reasons, instead choosing to exterminate first and investigate later.
Eradicate them all!!!
At the same time, the avatars of Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses from seven to eight other major forces lined up in formation and issued orders simultaneously.
As a result, an unending tide of reinforcements from more than a dozen Nascent Divinity realm forces surged out of the vortexes, converging like waves, beginning to support the Ancient Array Sacred Gate and exterminate the Frozen Demon Legion.
As elite as this Frozen Demon Legion was, it was ultimately just a selected
force from within the Frozen Demon clan. Its number was merely a million.
How could it withstand the siege of more than a dozen Nascent Divinity realm forces?
Especially with the presence of three Nascent Divinity realm powerhouses overhead.
The demon clan warriors of the Frozen Demon Legion couldn't even escape!
*Cough, cough, cough...* At this moment, Molass closed his eyes in pain, preparing to meet his death.
With only sixty-eight demon marks, even in perfect condition, he couldn't possibly break free!
And now, he was heavily injured and his demon core was damaged.
"Molir!!! You despicable and cowardly scum!!!" Yet, what Molass resented the most right now wasn't the Ancient Array Sacred Gate or the ancestor of the Thunder God Sect who had wounded him.
It was Molir!
He had devoted himself to Molir's service for thousands of years!
And now, Molir had abandoned him outright!
The hatred Molass felt toward Molir had seeped deep into his bones.
But just at that moment...
A furry hand suddenly grabbed Molass's shoulder. With a single forceful pull, the bewildered Molass was taken away...
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