Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Chapter 912: Chapter 390: True Demon God Body, Number One Rampage_2

“Gabriel!”

Boom! An even stronger Great Demon King made his move from the opposite side.

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away from the central battlefield, in the secondary battlefield above, endless purple Divine Thunders roared, transforming the sky into a Thunder Pool, shaking the world even with just the aftermath of the Heavenly King Level battle.

At this moment, along the frontline stretching over twenty thousand kilometers, Human Kings and Demon Kings from The Purgatory Family clashed, rending heaven and earth apart, with the confrontation at the Heavenly King level even more terrifying.

Besides the two Demon Kings entangled with Number One, the numerically inferior Human Race had seven kings fighting two against one, and soon, weaker Human Kings started to sustain injuries.

And the six sky-based battleships exchanged fire with those Demon King castles in high altitude, with main cannons, secondary cannons, and various missiles exploding, and the energy shields of the Demon Pattern Arrays flickering.

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Above them, in the Firmament, and even deeper into the destructive space, Diorus frowned slightly.

Sitting high on the skull of an ancient being, Diorus, with his Demon Power overwhelming, cast a cold gaze towards the opposite side and slowly said, “Sky-based, do you humans intend to decide the battle with my empire?”

“The decisive battle is not yet upon us.”

The Sky-based God King slowly spoke with an aged voice, “We have been in a standoff for so long that I have grown somewhat bored, so I decided to try a more aggressive approach.”

“However, I did not expect you, Diorus, to also summon so many Demon Kings to reinforce the frontline. Seems like you’re feeling just as bored as I am.”

“Bored.” Diorus’s gaze was icy cold. He certainly didn’t believe what the Sky-based God King said.

These cunning and deceitful human must have some conspiracy, just like he had another purpose. With this thought, Diorus’s gaze landed on the Biological Mecha below, unleashing its Divine Might.

Go, kill at will. Those vassal races and cannon fodder are yours for the taking.

Although the battle below was already shaking heaven and earth, none of the Supreme and Demon God Level Powers had made a move, choosing instead to continue the standoff.

Or rather, they had actually been competing all along. When two Supreme Level powers confronted each other, invisible Rule Forces spread across the battlefield, forming invisible domains.

All forces above the level of basic rules, and all King-level strong men with the realm of king, were forcibly pulled up into the high altitude by this layer of rules, not allowed to interfere in the Transcendent battle.

As for Number One, it was the point of conflict between two sets of rule forces.

Diorus wanted to send more Demon King Level Powers to besiege Number One while the Sky-based Divine King was forcefully suppressing the opposition, not allowing more Demon Kings to participate in the battle.

At this moment, with the strengths of both sides evenly matched and the rules interwoven, only the appearance of additional forces could break this balance and disrupt the rules of the battlefield.

To this, Diorus merely watched his opponent with an icy gaze, his expression unfazed.

With the Purgatory Family’s Demon Kings outnumbering and overpowering the humans, it would only be a matter of time before the Human Kings couldn’t hold on any longer.

Once a Human King began to fall, the advantage of the demon kings from his empire would grow even larger.

As for the lower layer of the Transcendent battlefield, there was no need to pay attention, as Alex, although only at the mid period of the Nine Demonic Marks, possessed the battle power of a Demon King level.

With this thought, Diorus’s gaze grew even colder.

While all eyes were on the central battlefield, watching Number One exuding a terrifying aura and battling against two Demon Kings, advancing toward the enemy’s position—

On the third battlefield, Jack Clark heard the low voice of Gentry Gail in his ear: “Jack Clark, the great battle in the central battlefield has erupted. You can let loose now.”

“Can I finally go on a killing spree?” Standing with his halberd atop Kavasto’s corpse, Jack Clark’s blood-red eyes were filled with endless desire for slaughter and destruction.

But just then, Alex, who was flying towards him, suddenly erupted with a pressure comparable to a Demon King Level Strong.

Boom!

Within the churning demon gas, a figure appeared, one hundred meters tall with three heads and six arms, covered in dark golden scale armor, and with a pair of bat wings spreading over seventy meters wide behind him.

The terrifying Demon Power shook the sky, compressing the air and forming rings of white waves around the encompassing Myriad Demon Domain that spanned kilometers, its imposing aura astounding.

“It’s a Demon God Descendant, a True Demon Prince with the bloodline of a Demon God has descended,” the watchers mused.

“Roar, roar! So powerful, he truly is a descendant of a Demon God.”

“That human is definitely dead.”

At this moment, as they watched Alex in the sky, his Demon Power overwhelming like a true demon king’s arrival, the high-order beings from different races ten kilometers away showed excited expressions.

As expected of the powerful race they pledged allegiance to, with countless strong men, even a single one’s presence was so terrifying.

Facing a man more talented than Joshua Welan, Alex, who had already had one experience, directly entered his strongest form, preparing to strike down his opponent with the momentum of thunder.

“Human, your strength qualifies you to know my name. Remember, I am Alex from the Teritan Empire, a Demon God Descendant.”

Boom!

With wings of dark gold spanning a hundred meters, Alex crossed the Void in a single step to appear above Jack Clark, his domain concealing the night sky for kilometers around.

In the demon gas-ridden domain, a World-destroying Long Spear eight hundred meters in length descended from the sky, with space distorting at the tip of the spear, forming a twisted vortex that engulfed a kilometer around it.

Before it even struck down, the Earth around Jack Clark for kilometers cracked invisibly, shattered, as if it were a rag being wrung out, a sight both terrifying and shocking.

To twist the space of a kilometer around with a single strike, with the spear at the center piercing through all, this was Alex’s ultimate combat technique infused with his bloodline inheritance, shattering the Void.