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Chapter 2135: Take My Spear, This Ends Here
The human Saint Venerables all breathed a sigh of relief. With a magical treasure protecting her, no wonder Lin Mohan wasn't worried about sneak attacks.
Especially the Sword Saint Venerable, who suddenly remembered the sword in Lin Mohan's hand, thinking to herself, "With the Heaven and Earth Sword protecting her, there's really nothing to worry about!"
On the Hundred Race Alliance side, the expressions of the several Saint Venerables were extremely unpleasant.
They hadn't expected Lin Mohan to have such a powerful magical treasure protecting her, easily destroying the Dark Gold Saint Venerable's spell.
Another scream rang out as the Black Gold Saint Venerable was somehow struck by a sword again, with another wound appearing on his body.
The injury wasn't severe, just a flesh wound, but he still couldn't find his opponent.
The Kill Saint Venerable had summoned his rule world, with pitch-black mist enveloping space. Even the Black Gold Saint Venerable's golden light couldn't penetrate it.
No one could see clearly into the Kill Saint Venerable's rule world. His rule world was completely shrouded in black mist, and no one knew exactly what was inside.
The Black Gold Saint Venerable was swallowed by the black mist, then a light as bright as a sun rose within the black mist.
The Black Gold Saint Venerable had deployed his rule world. Within the golden light, the Black Gold Saint Venerable suddenly revealed a ferocious expression.
Before his eyes, a terrifying figure suddenly appeared. Somehow, Lin Mohan had appeared in front of him, raising the Heaven and Earth Sword to strike down at him.
His vision was filled with sword energy, as if about to devour him.
The Black Gold Saint Venerable retreated with a scream, when suddenly he felt pain in his back, followed by an explosion.
The Black Gold Saint Venerable was blasted away, with a large hole appearing in his chest.
His entire body, from back to front, was completely shattered, with all his internal organs pulverized.
Only then did the Black Gold Saint Venerable realize there was no Lin Mohan at all. What he had seen before was just an illusion.
Lin Mohan was still standing far away, motionless as she meditated.
He didn't know how the Kill Saint Venerable had created such an illusion that could even fool him.
At this moment, the black mist extended towards him again, about to swallow him.
The Black Gold Saint Venerable felt fear in his heart. Not daring to continue fighting, he let out a strange cry and immediately fled far away.
A roar sounded in space as the War God Spear tore apart the Dark Gold Saint Venerable's spell.
The War Saint Venerable summoned his rule world, and a terrifying war god appeared in space.
The war god's appearance was identical to Xiao Zhantian. The War Saint Venerable had used Xiao Zhantian as the model to construct his rule world.
His rule world was the war god Xiao Zhantian, once the nightmare of all races.
The Myriad Colored Water flew out, and the power of belief burned.
At this moment, the War Saint Venerable was like Xiao Zhantian reborn.
He raised the War God Spear, and instantly a terrifying giant spear millions of meters long materialized in space, carrying the momentum to pierce the heavens as it thrust towards the Dark Gold Saint Venerable.
The Dark Gold Saint Venerable also summoned his rule world, which was a golden sun.
Golden flames burned within the sun, but facing the War God Spear, his rule world developed countless cracks.
The Dark Gold Saint Venerable let out a strange cry, transforming into a stream of light and quickly retreating, fleeing billions of miles in an instant.
There was terror in his eyes, but the War God Spear pierced through space, following closely behind.
He screamed again, instantly fleeing out of sight.
Another stream of light fled into the distance - the Black Gold Saint Venerable had also escaped. At the same time, his voice echoed through space:
"Retreat!"
The Magma Demon Lord and Blood Bull Saint Venerable retreated at the same time. With the Saint Venerables retreating, it meant the Hundred Race Alliance was routed once again.
Last time, the humans didn't pursue. But this time...
The Sword Saint Venerable issued the order to pursue with full force!
"Kill!"
The human army, with overwhelming momentum, advanced and crushed everything in their path.
The several Saint Venerables all attacked towards the Transcendent realm experts. This time, they were determined to kill to their hearts' content!
The Hundred Race Alliance was not like the human race - their hearts were never truly united. Now they were utterly routed, fleeing as fast as they could!
Over a billion troops were in retreat, in complete chaos and disorder.
The humans pursued and killed relentlessly behind them, leaving countless corpses.
In this chaotic situation, the Transcendent realm experts of the Hundred Race Alliance wanted to draw the battle into areas with ordinary soldiers, using them as hostages to restrict the humans' attacks.
But they couldn't do it. Space was in complete disarray, with troops scattered in all directions. There was no way to find large concentrated groups of troops.
Moreover, the humans were determined this time. Even if they had to pay some price, they would pursue to the end.
The death toll of the Hundred Race Alliance kept rising. Corpses filled space, too numerous to count.
After pursuing for billions of miles, they finally saw some planets.
There were over a hundred planets, arranged in a special formation in space.
At the center of the planets floated a huge palace. This was the headquarters of the Hundred Race Alliance, and countless people were fleeing into it.
There were still some garrison troops in the headquarters, but they now appeared very panicked.
The soldiers who had fled back in defeat were all terrified, and their emotions infected the garrison troops as well.
Everyone knew that they had lost this great battle again, and lost very thoroughly.
In the distance, they saw the powerful human army pursuing and killing as they approached.
Some cowardly garrison troops let out strange cries and joined the fleeing crowd, abandoning even the headquarters.
"Stop!"
When they were still a hundred million miles from the Hundred Race Alliance headquarters, the Sword Saint Venerable suddenly issued an order.
The human soldiers were disciplined and immediately halted.
On the battlefield, the Sword Saint Venerable's orders were the highest command, and no one would disobey.
The palace in the Hundred Race Alliance headquarters radiated light, which transformed into countless lines connecting over a hundred planets together.
A barrier naturally formed, with a demon face appearing on it.
"Demon Lord!"
The Sword Saint Venerable's voice was cold as she stared at that demon face.
The demon face was the Demon Lord, the foundation of the demon race. Like Star Elder, he was a terrifying half-step Supreme existence.
The Demon Lord said in a low voice, "We have lost this battle!"
The Sword Saint Venerable laughed coldly, "You shouldn't have come out!"
The Demon Lord said, "But this old one still came."
The meaning in his words was very clear - I came out anyway, what can you do about it?
At this moment, the War Saint Venerable arrived with his rule world, like Xiao Zhantian reborn, towering between heaven and earth.
The War Saint Venerable said coldly, "Take my spear, and this battle ends here."
The Demon Lord said in a low voice, "Very well!"
The Myriad Colored Water and the power of belief burned simultaneously, pushing this spear thrust to the extreme.
The giant manifested by the rule world took the War God Spear, which grew to millions of meters long, and thrust out.
Space shattered with a boom as the War God Spear, carrying world-destroying might, struck towards the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord let out a roar, spewing two-colored fire from his mouth.
The Abyssal Fire and Hellfire fused together, forming true demon flames.
The flames also transformed into a long spear, clashing with the War God Spear.
With a tremendous boom, planets shattered one after another. In an instant, ten planets were obliterated, and at least hundreds of thousands of people from the Hundred Race Alliance died on the spot.
The images of the War God Spear and demon flame spear both dissipated simultaneously, with no victor.
The Demon Lord's voice slowly rang out, "This spear of yours already has 30% of Xiao Zhantian's power back then. But to deal with me, it's still a bit lacking."
The War Saint Venerable withdrew his rule world. His face was pale, having expended all his power in that single spear thrust.
Swallowing a pill, the War Saint Venerable said, "The Demon Lord is indeed formidable. Let this battle end here. If you want to fight again, we humans will oblige to the end!"
After saying this, he gave a look to the Sword Saint Venerable.
The Sword Saint Venerable called out loudly, "Withdraw the troops!"