Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1126

Chapter 1126: Chapter 455: Summoning the Future, the Awe of the King-Level Chapter 1126: Chapter 455: Summoning the Future, the Awe of the King-Level “Purgatory Demon Race!”

As Jerold saw the black demon air flood over like a tide, his face instantly turned ugly.

As a Titan-level strong man, how could the forbidden areas on both sides of the Violent Dragon Desert possibly stop it completely? It actually went out hundreds of years ago but eventually retreated back.

Because more than 200,000 kilometers beyond the forbidden area lies the Mokaya Dark Demon Empire, one of the Purgatory True Demons.

Within a million kilometers around their tribe, all different races had already been subjugated or annihilated by the Purgatory Demon Race. As for the situation even farther, he was unclear.

After sensing the surrounding environment was so dire, Jerold quietly withdrew, hoping this small place would never be discovered by The Purgatory Family.

Unexpectedly, after hundreds of years, this day still arrived.

Fortunately, there were only five demon king-level auras within the rolling demon air. If he could kill all the invading Purgatory True Demons this time, there was still a chance to lead some of the tribe to evacuate.

With this in mind, Jerold, who was a hundred meters tall, took a deep breath, his eyes showing a cold hue. At the same time, a golden crystal stone appeared in his hand.

Jerold’s Divine Soul Intent vibrated within the crystal, activating the seven strands of Divine Soul strength stored inside, “An enemy force is invading, hurry and lead your elite army towards me, gathering our forces.”

Immediately, two strands of Divine Soul strength inside the golden stone vibrated, conveying a powerful will.

“Enemy invasion!”

“Foreigners have entered our Yellow Sand Forbidden Land!?”

The atmosphere suddenly stilled, and Jerold’s face turned somewhat ugly, “Kofi, Kavadola, Andy… they’re in trouble, there’s no response from their Divine Soul fluctuations.”

As compatriots and strong men who acquired the Upper God Inheritance together, all seven Violent Dragon Kings and Violent Dragon War God Jerold were connected.

The connection required Jerold as the Violent Dragon War God to activate the crystal, shaking the Divine Soul strength, then the other Violent Dragon Kings would react and send a strand of will along the coordinates to descend.

But now only two Violent Dragon Kings had spoken, clearly indicating the other five Violent Dragon Kings had encountered trouble.

Jerold said solemnly, “You must hurry and bring the warriors here. The enemy this time is very strong; Kofi and the rest fell without even sending a signal.”

The other two Violent Dragon Kings did not dare to delay, being only a little over a hundred kilometers away from Jerold’s Oasis, located on both sides, they rapidly organized their military.

Soon, beneath the night, sand rolled, the earth trembled, and two groups of Violent Dragon Warriors, numbering over twenty thousand each, riding Violent Dragon Alien Beasts, hurried over.

Meanwhile, the rolling demon clouds in the sky had approached within a hundred kilometers, an imposing force darkening the sky, obscuring the moonlight.

Outside a city built of grey giant stones, spanning over twenty kilometers, two formations each of twenty thousand and one formation of fifty thousand stood tall, each emitting red, blue, and golden halos.

Above the formations, three colossal Violent Dragon Kings and Violent Dragon War Gods stood firm, their auras echoing the war patterns below, emitting dazzling radiance that illuminated the night sky.

In the cities of the War God Tribe, nearly a million ordinary Violent Dragon Alien Tribe’s elderly, weak, women, and children–all armed–stood on rooftops and city walls, watching into the distance.

Seeing the demon air dark clouds approaching at a frightening speed, Buddy, surrounded by a red war pattern halo, grimaced, “Where did these foreigners invade from?”

Jerold shook his head slightly and said deeply, “I do not know, but it should be from some gap that we are unaware of.”

He had already destroyed that entrance years ago, but the forbidden areas encircling the desert were vast, and no one knew if there were other crack entrances.

The Violent Dragon King Larkin, enveloped by a blue halo, appeared puzzled, “I could understand if Kofi and the rest, who were on the opposite side, encountered trouble, but why was there no response from Kavadola?”

Jerold and the others paused for a moment too.

Indeed, the Kavadola tribe was located in the rear, and the enemies appeared from another direction. How could there be no reaction from the Divine Soul when the Soul Stone trembled earlier?

However, there was no time to consider this now. The Abyssal Demon Domain, which covered nearly two hundred kilometers, had appeared in front, with countless fierce silhouettes roaring and howling from within the rolling demon air.

They were over a million already demonized Violent Dragon Alien Tribe members and Violent Dragon Giants.

Seeing this scene, all three, Larkin included, looked dismayed, “Damn it, to think they turned so many of our tribe into monsters; I swear I will obliterate you all.”

Boom!

Brilliant golden light burst from Jerold’s body, and the endless golden radiance spread, painting the sky gold and forming a thirty-kilometer golden halo.

In an instant, under the golden halo’s coverage, the auras of Larkin and Buddy’s subordinates, the Violent Dragon Kings, along with Jerold’s fifty thousand war-patterned army, surged by dozens of times.

The soldiers of the Fourth Layer Heaven were now comparable to those of the Sixth-level Heaven, those of the Sixth Layer temporarily broke through to the Seventh Layer, and all the seniors spanned an entire level.

Meanwhile, as nearly a hundred thousand high-order senior warriors’ strengths converged and reciprocated, Larkin and Buddy’s auras soared several-fold, both crossing from Mid-Mythical Stage to the late period.

And Jerold’s form swelled to a kilometer, like a Titan Warrior forged of gold, with seven kinds of golden, purple, blue, and other War Patterns converging to form a gigantic warhammer in his hands.

“Your strength is indeed problematic; it seems you must have gained some Inheritance of Ruins.”

In a deep voice, afar, hovering tens of kilometers away, the demon air churned, revealing the kilometer tall three-headed, eight-armed Alec, his body surrounded by a terrifying demon aura.