Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1346

Chapter 1346: Chapter 517: Descending onto the Battlefield, Eighteen Planes (First Update)_3 Chapter 1346: Chapter 517: Descending onto the Battlefield, Eighteen Planes (First Update)_3 And as he flew, Jack Clark keenly sensed that every thousand kilometers, he would encounter a golden light curtain, a powerful prohibition, like layers of shells protecting the Eternal Domain.

However, with Bordea’s Golden Battleship leading the way, the fleet passed through ten layers of the Sky Curtain without a hitch and arrived at the edge of a branch that stretched for ten thousand kilometers.

The ten-thousand-kilometer-long branch was like a continental block spanning the Void, with golden leaves the size of several kilometers each. It was covered in divine and strange patterns and had a grand and magnificent palace built upon it.

Within and outside the palace, many figures emanating the aura of the Fifth Layer Heaven rushed about in haste, while the transparent world shadows on both sides of the branch distorted continuously. Occasionally, Heavenly Feather soldiers with incomplete bodies appeared.

“Quick, take this lord to the healing pool.”

“This Lord Phoenix Feather has a damaged divine heart, requiring the water of the spring of life. Hurry, take it to the Wheel Light Divine Temple…”

As the differently-winged race with two pairs of transparent dragonfly-like wings bustled around, accompanied by the Golden Battleship, a convoy of fourteen warships drew closer to the trunk.

At the same time, a will as vast as the ocean descended, its Supreme Level pressure sweeping over the fleet, followed by an old and weak will that resonated through the Void.

“Bordea, you have finally returned.”

On the Golden Battleship, Bordea’s expression was solemn, “Divine King Salie, how is your injury?”

“Not bad, I won’t die for now, but I currently need to stay in the Heart of Eternity to heal and cannot appear in person,” said the weakened will echoing through the void.

“Dear Human Experts, thank you for coming to support us. Unfortunately, our clan is currently in a critical state of battle, and we cannot host a grand welcome banquet for you all.”

True Martial Heavenly King, standing beside Bordea, slightly smiled, “Divine King, you are too kind. The Purgatory Family is a common enemy to both our races, and helping you is akin to helping ourselves.”

“As for the banquet, we can always host it after we repel the invasion of the Purgatory Empire,” he said.

“Hahaha… Indeed, once we push back the Purgatory Empire, I will surely hold a grand banquet to celebrate for all of you…” Yet, as he laughed, the Divine King’s will paused mid-laughter.

In the Void, the exchange of three powerful wills lasted but a moment. The ten-thousand-kilometer-long branch trembled, as bursts of resplendent golden light erupted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

In front of the fleet, space-time distorted, forming three massive golden vortices, as the Divine King’s will in the void vibrated.

“The three passages from left to right lead to the tenth, twelfth, and Thirteenth Planes, respectively. The situation there is most grave, and we are barely able to withstand the offensive of the Purgatory Empire.”

“From now on, we rely on all of you,” he imparted.

Meanwhile, the thirteen warships, having received orders from the True Martial Heavenly King, dispersed. Except for No. 5 flagship, which stood still in the Void, the remaining twelve split into three smaller fleets.

Each fleet had a Heavenly King Level powerhouse, two King Level forces as mainstays, with more than ten thousand elite Transcendent Warriors supplementing them, equipped with an army of a million unmanned Mechas.

Among them, the fleet Jack Clark was in consisted of numbers one to four, with him as the main force, King Cyril with the Sky-splitting Golden Sword and Freya Louise as aides, and as of now, Jane Aiken, Gabriella and Damon Lopes were also present on No. 1 warship.

Originally, Damon Lopes was assigned to warship No. 13, but he requested a transfer three days after the meeting ended.

After all, Jack Clark was only second to the True Martial Heavenly King in combat strength, and they were “brothers”; following him naturally felt safer.

“Let’s go, set out.”

On the deck of No. 1 battleship, Jack Clark stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the warship, his expression calm, behind him stood King Cyril and Freya Louise perched on the shoulder of Number One.

Boom!

At Jack Clark’s command, the warship, spanning tens of kilometers, shuddered as it headed for the first golden vortex on the left, guided by a thousand Heavenly Feather soldiers with white light wings, and then disappeared from sight.

At the same time, the other two fleets entered the other two vortices respectively, the Mysterious Martial Sky King and Sky King Denny Kaye had already advanced into those two planes.

On No. 5 flagship, True Martial Heavenly King held a black stele in hand, his expression indifferent as he observed both sides, his terrifying gaze piercing through the distorted Plane Boundary Walls, watching the intense battle inside.

…

In the Thirteenth Floor Plane of the Eternal Domain, boundless white clouds floated between heaven and earth, with islands of various sizes, ranging from a few kilometers to several hundred kilometers in area, drifting about.

These islands had mountain peaks, continuous forests, and numerous birds and beasts inhabiting them, with streams winding through the forests and waterfalls plummeting from the edges of the islands.

However, the world that was once full of vitality was now engulfed in war.

In the air, figures with silver light wings carrying out battle cries, towering tens to hundreds of meters tall, swung their gigantic weapons ablaze with silver flames in frenzy.

Beneath the floating islands, dark clouds churned, countless Purgatory True Demons and Demonized Alien Races surged skyward, outnumbering the Heavenly Feather soldiers by more than tenfold, with torn corpses falling every moment.

On those floating islands with diameters exceeding a hundred kilometers, stood white stone castles thousands of meters high, their sharp designs evoking a fortress-like appearance.

At the moment, the gorgeous relief carvings on the surface of these castle buildings were flickering, emitting golden light curtains that enveloped the islands.

At the same time, from the sharp tops of these buildings, beams of golden light, a hundred meters thick, slashed across the sky for hundreds of kilometers, turning all Purgatory Demonic Creatures into ash where it passed.

Meanwhile, surrounding these islands, giant beasts roared, their bodies measuring a hundred to two hundred meters in length, with four wings on their backs and their bodies covered in Golden Scale Armor, resembling dragons.

Beneath the tail of these Level 9 Giant Beasts, many of the Purgatory True Demons attempting to reach the floating islands were torn apart.