Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1403

Chapter 1403: Chapter 535: The Flute-Playing Maiden at His Feet, Gathering from All Directions_2 Chapter 1403: Chapter 535: The Flute-Playing Maiden at His Feet, Gathering from All Directions_2 Not to mention the even harder to kill Great Demon King.

However, now was not the time to chat, so Jack Clark gave Boris a slight nod, “The current chaos works to our advantage. There’s no time to lose, we’ll talk later.”

After speaking, golden flames erupted beneath Jack’s feet like a lotus, and in an instant, he disappeared, leaving behind trails of black marks in the air that had yet to dissipate after the Purple Heaven Thunder flashed by.

As Jack vanished, the invisible, oppressive weight that had been suffocating the atmosphere also dissipated, and tens of thousands of elite Heavenly Feather soldiers unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Atop a collapsed mountain peak, a Heavenly Feather strongman emanating the aura of the Ninth Heavens exclaimed in shock, “That Human Race’s Divine Martial Throne, no, he should now be called the Divine Martial Sky King, is incredibly powerful.”

“He truly deserves to be the one who slew seventeen demon kings and two Great Demon Kings in the previous battle.”

As the strongman marveled, a young man with a luxurious crown and a golden feather pattern between his brows chuckled bitterly, “Uncle Tassu, you can’t even begin to imagine how exaggerated this Divine Martial Sky King is.”

Augubas exclaimed in awe, “You all can’t imagine, this Divine Martial Sky King only took a little over a dozen Sun Wheels to advance from Transcendent First Tier to Main God-level cultivation.”

“Over a dozen Sun Wheels!?”

The thousands of high-ranking Heavenly Feather powerhouses around him all widened their eyes in disbelief. That’s ridiculous, advancing from Transcendent First Tier to Main God-level in just over a dozen Sun Wheels, slaughtering Great Demon Kings like slaughtering dogs.

As these individuals stood shocked, the majestic voice of Boris rang throughout the universe.

“All ‘Persons’ assemble, march toward the southeast with the Divine Temple as our center.”

“Yes.”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

One after another, figures with wings of light fluttered toward the Main God Palace, gathering into a legion of over a hundred thousand, flying off into the distance. Meanwhile, the legend of Jack Clark slowly began to spread within the Heavenly Feather Legion.

The most monstrous Unparalleled Genius of the Human Race, who advanced from Transcendent First Tier to Main God-level in just twelve Sun Wheels.

It is said that he once slain several Purgatory Demon Kings during his early Ninth Tier and, immediately after breaking through to the Legendary Realm, stormed into the rear of the Purgatory Empire and slaughtered more than a dozen Great Demon Kings.

Moreover, he had emerged unscathed from the siege of two Demon Gods, with a combat strength defying the heavens.

This man had a talent unparalleled throughout history, with none to follow after him. It was rumored that the Divine King of Light intended to forge a marital alliance with the Human Race, matchmaking him with Princess Anstice…

…

Bang!

Under a hand covered in black scales, the head of a Heavenly Feather woman with two pairs of white wings exploded, her corpse falling to the ground, spurting out hot silver blood.

By now, the corpses of the Heavenly Feather Clan had piled up into small hills, with tens of thousands of bodies, the flowing silver and gold blood nearly converging into small rivers, emitting a strong scent of blood.

All these Heavenly Feather Clan members had their heads crushed by a powerful force, a terrifying sight.

Atop the mountain of corpses stood a throne, hundreds of meters tall, wrought from unknown black metal and adorned with various ornate patterns.

Seated on the throne was a towering and muscular Purgatory Great Demon King, who in his normal form stood a hundred meters tall.

This Great Demon King exuded a terrifying presence, covered in black-red scaled armor, with three pairs of red demon horns on his head, and a face that showed a faint disappointment.

“These Heavenly Feather Clansmen are all thick-headed. Is kneeling before this king’s throne really so difficult?”

As he spoke, the Great Demon King looked up slightly to the front, where four Purgatory True Demons, each exuding the aura of Nine Demonic Marks, stood respectfully, holding two Heavenly Feather women soldiers in silver armor.

The Great Demon King reached out, and one of the 2-meter tall, beautiful Heavenly Feather women screamed as she was grasped in his hand.

In comparison to the enormous hand of the Great Demon King, the 2-meter tall Heavenly Feather woman was like a little mouse, not to mention the difference in power between the two.

However, the Great Demon King didn’t kill her but said in an unusually gentle voice, “Don’t be afraid, I will not kill you. I am Prince Hamdanman of the Belvetan Empire.”

“Now, you have a tremendous opportunity. If you willingly submit and become a flute-playing maiden under my throne, I will bestow upon you the Blood of Demon God to transform your bloodline.”

“Then, you will not only avoid extinction with the Heavenly Feather Clan, but you will also become a powerful Purgatory True Demon.”

“How does that sound? Isn’t the future bright?”

The Heavenly Feather woman held in his hand glared with intense hatred, “Despicable Purgatory Evil Demon, thinking to make us, the proud members of the Heavenly Feather Clan, submit is a pipe dream.”

“Not even you, a Great Demon King, nor even the Imperial Demon God himself, could make me, Kavadola, submit and become a flute-playing maiden.”

As she spoke, disgust filled the eyes of the woman and she glanced down at the base of the Great Demon King.

“You refuse to submit?” Hamdanman sighed with a hint of pity, and then his thumb flicked slightly.

Bang! In an instant, the head of the Heavenly Feather woman in his palm exploded.

After casually discarding the Heavenly Feather clan’s corpse on the ground, Hamdanman looked toward the last Heavenly Feather woman and asked in a gentle voice, “Then, are you willing to become a flute-playing maiden beneath my throne?”

The captive Heavenly Feather woman shouted angrily, “Despicable Purgatory Evil Demon, you will not disgrace us. Even if you kill all the ‘Persons’, no one will submit to you.”

“One day, the great Divine Master of Light will slay you demons and avenge us.”

The towering Great Demon King sighed softly, “Is that so, what a shame.”

Bang!

In an instant, the head of the last Heavenly Feather Clan member exploded, splattering countless droplets of blood on the Purgatory True Demons on either side, staining half of their bodies silver in a gory spectacle.