Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1352
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Chapter 1352: Chapter 519: Treading on the Light of Time, Suppressing a Boundary Chapter 1352: Chapter 519: Treading on the Light of Time, Suppressing a Boundary The Mythical World
The red sun had already set, while the Great Blue Sun hung across the sky, casting a gloomy blue radiance; beneath its glow, all living beings instinctively felt a chill.
Above the realm, on the other side of the golden sky curtain spanning Heaven and Earth and a million kilometers apart, dark clouds churned in the Firmament, so thick that not even sunlight could penetrate.
Beneath the Dark Heavens and Earth of this world, the Earth was cracked, filled with fissures from which dark red magma flowed, belching plumes of black poisonous smoke as it churned.
In this hellish place, not a sign of life was to be seen; vegetation lay withered, and trees that had once towered hundreds, thousands of meters now were but bare, blackened trunks, their twisted forms like ghastly claws.
Compared to the Mokaya Dark Demon Empire locked in combat with the Human Race, the three major empires that attacked the Heavenly Feather Clan were more fearsome, polluting everything, leading to the extinction of living beings.
Above the land, a mountain peak rose tens of thousands of meters high; atop it sat a colossal demon king’s fortress, with dark demon air swirling around it.
The fortress’s main hall was a skull of dragon-type Giant Beasts, a thousand meters tall, with three pairs of hundreds of meters long, sharp dragon horns reaching into the dark clouds, a sight both solemn and terrifying.
At that moment, amid the dragon horns, stood a five-meter-tall Purgatory True Demon, hands clasped behind its back.
This Purgatory True Demon’s features greatly resembled Ilisa Zabel, her face covered with dark golden scales; she had horns on her head, bat-like wings on her back, and a sharp tail.
Gazing towards the horizon where a giant black vortex touched the sky, Left Demon spoke in a deep voice, “You can’t wait to make your move despite not yet having made your breakthrough to Demon God Level.”
Boom!
A terrifying will descended amidst the churning dark clouds, making the clouds rotate and forming a gigantic Demon God face, tens of thousands of meters in size, whose majestic will shook the Void.
“Cortes, has your other True Body come?”
“Yes, he has.”
Left Demon nodded slightly, “I had planned to deal with the Heavenly Feather Clan before going to the Human Race to force him into battling, but I didn’t expect him to come knocking on my door.”
The Demon God’s Will resonated with a powerful and dignified voice.
“Good, you’ve made a breakthrough to the peak of Great Demon Kings and entered awakening. If you absorb your final True Body, you should be able to step into the Demon God Realm.”
“With the last True Body absorbed, I am one hundred percent confident I can make the breakthrough.”
Left Demon’s eyes sharpened, and she spoke in a low voice, “Although I vaguely sense his arrival, a force is shielding him, preventing me from determining his location.”
The Demon God’s Will said coldly, “It’s simple. Your target is each other, just step out of the Demon Domain, and he will naturally come to you.”
“On the battlefield of the Eternal Divine Domain, some strong men from the Human Race have appeared, and the attack is stalled. Since you’ve come out of seclusion, you might as well take care of it.”
“The Human Race… has appeared here,” mused Left Demon, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“The Heavenly Feather Clan must have forged an alliance with that member of the Human Race, sending some of their strength to offer support. Perhaps your other True Body is hidden among them.”
“So it is. I shall take a look at the Frontline Battlefield then.” With a faint hint of remorse, the Purgatory True Demon covered in purple-gold scales vanished without a trace.
With Left Demon’s departure, the gigantic face of the Demon God in the Firmament also disintegrated.
In the raging depths of the Space Interlayer, a golden Light sphere of a million kilometers in diameter shone brilliantly, its center a majestic Golden Divine Tree standing tens of thousands of kilometers tall.
However, around the Light sphere, boundless Dark Demon Air churned, forming shadows of Nine-headed Evil Dragons tens of thousands of kilometers in length, savagely tearing at the golden Light sphere.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Around the golden Light sphere, golden gears like Star Rings spun, annihilating everything in their path, grinding the Dark Demon Dragons into oblivion, their collisions unleashing a Terrifying Power that shook Space-Time.
At the edge of the Light sphere, four colossal figures stood firm, their heights reaching tens of thousands of meters; they shone with the light of rules in resonance with the Eternal Divine Tree, emitting a heavy, suppressive aura that weighed down Heaven and Earth.
Confronting the four Divine Kings of the Heavenly Feather were eight Demon Gods showing their True Bodies, arrayed in all directions, their Demon God’s Bodies tens of thousands of meters tall, standing amidst the rolling Dark Demon Air.
Behind each of the eight Demon Gods, a portion of the Abyss World emerged, invisibly emitting an aura of darkness and supreme evil that spread desolation.
Among the eight Demon Gods, the one with the most terrifying presence sat on a giant beast skull about ten thousand meters in size, made of gray rock.
Likewise having slain an ancient creature, using its skull as a throne, this Demon God clearly had slain a stronger ancient being than the one whose skull was under Diorus, which had been refined to a mere few hundred meters.
Seated high on the ancient throne, the Demon God’s voice vibrated through the Void, “Metastat, do you think by pulling in a few experts from the Human Race, you can save your tribe from annihilation?”
Within the golden Light sphere, endless White Light shone like a Great Sun. At the center of the White Light was a figure with twelve white light wings, reminiscent of an angel of creation.
As Divine Light flowed, a venerable and commanding voice slowly rose, “I do not know whether we can avert our fate of annihilation, but I do know you still don’t dare to step into the Eternal Domain.”
“Metastat, don’t waste your efforts; provocation won’t work on us.”
“Indeed, we are wary of the Eternal Tree. Our True Bodies temporarily cannot enter the Domain, but do you think you can hold out for much longer?”
The creation angel-like figure spoke indifferently, “Who will win and who will lose is yet to be determined.”
The Eternal Tree had already been eroded, its nine layers of planes polluted and turned into the Abyss.