Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1501

Chapter 1501: Chapter 566: Ancient Rules, The Massacre Begins Chapter 1501: Chapter 566: Ancient Rules, The Massacre Begins Far above the Firmament, the red sun shone with dazzling light, and these red sunbeams folded space, crossing infinite distances to envelop the entire mythical world.

Under the cover of these red rays, all creatures, including cultivators, instinctively felt irritable and anxious.

Even a strong man like Jack Clark felt somehow restless under the red sunlight, and the urge for slaughter in his heart grew stronger.

Phew! Jack slowly exhaled, suppressing the restlessness within his heart.

At this moment, Jack had already exited his Dark Star Apocalypse Form, and he was unable to maintain his True Demon God Body due to extreme weakness, standing pale-faced at high altitude.

Fortunately, although not a drop remained within, ‘flight’ is an innate ability of Innate Gods and Demons, just like fish swimming in water without the need to expend energy.

At that moment, Jack’s view darkened, and the head of a giant Black Violent Ape, as large as a mountain peak, came closer with the breathing of raging wind, his voice booming like thunder.

“Jack, how are you doing?”

Jack took a deep breath: “I’m fine, Senior. Just that maintaining the Summoning Secret Skill is a bit consuming. I won’t be able to join the demon god-level battles that follow.”

The Black Violent Ape’s face revealed a ferocious grin: “As long as you’re fine. Leave the upcoming battle to us.”

Even though the Destruction Emperor Dragon had come and consecutively slain three Demon Gods, it didn’t mean this great battle had ended.

The remaining five Demon Gods, exploding various secret skills and partially self-destructing their True Bodies and forbidden weapons, were already seriously injured, and the Human Race naturally wanted to pursue the victory.

Even if they could not slay another, they aimed to aggravate their injuries or even damage their foundations.

Beyond that, the Great Demon Kings, demon kings, and Purgatory Legions that had converged for this apocalyptic battle could not be let off. They would slay as many as possible.

This battle must severely damage the two great Purgatory Empires, and even break into the Demon Clan’s Territory to destroy both empires, securing more time for the Human Alliance.

After exchanging greetings, the eight-armed ape, towering more than ten thousand meters high, casually chose a direction and stepped on the Void to leave, pursuing the remaining five Demon Gods.

Watching the Primordial True King depart, Jack stood thousands of kilometers in the high altitude, and a pair of Black Gold vertical pupils slowly emerged in his eyes, surveying all directions.

Under the terrifying vision of the Void Death Pupil, every scene within tens of thousands of kilometers, except for some Space Distortion in forbidden areas, appeared before Jack’s eyes.

The battlefield was now utterly chaotic, mixed like a pot of porridge.

The Terrifying Aura unleashed during the Destruction Emperor Dragon’s arrival, coupled with Diorus’s battlefield-wide retreat order, made all demon kings choose to withdraw at the first opportunity.

Similarly, with the numerical advantage, the kings, Main Gods, and king-level fighters of the Human Alliance naturally wouldn’t let them escape.

Thus, as the demon god-level great battles spread ever wider, the demon king battles at ‘Low altitude’ also raged in every direction.

And the spread-out Purgatory Legions, spanning over thirty thousand kilometers laterally and tens of thousands of kilometers deep at the frontline, were somewhat bewildered and at a loss.

Then, chaos ensued.

Some Purgatory Legions chose to retreat immediately, riding Demonized Beasts or flying castles, pulling rolling Demon Clouds as they fled, or using the Demon Clan’s power to tear temporary Spatial Channels for jumping.

Some Legions, having not ‘received orders,’ resisted based on bases established within dangerous forbidden areas.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the original standoff between both races, a Purgatory Main Battle Corps, consisting of over eighty thousand members, along with five Vassal Race Legions, were engaged in combat with the Human Race Legions.

Tangled in Demon Arrays and black Thunder, and led by several Nine Demonic Marks true demons, they formed cascades of Thunder waterfalls that held the Human Race at bay.

Hovering in midair, Eddy Keller looked solemn as he shouted towards the mountain ranges engulfed in black Thunder, stretching for thousands of kilometers: “All legions attend, in five minutes, a Sky Base Apocalypse strike will descend.”

“Immediately withdraw five hundred kilometers from the current battlefield, block the exits and don’t let those Purgatory True Demons escape.”

Hum!

In Outer Space, beyond Blue Star, a colossal Sky Base Satellite had unfolded like a spider, its mirrors covering a hundred-kilometer radius and accumulating searing Stellar Energy in a charging state.

Following the command, the colossal gun barrel emitted a terrifying Radiance, and a golden light beam one kilometer in diameter pierced through the atmosphere, ‘slowly’ descending.

That dazzling light was immediately spotted by many on Blue Star.

South Sect City.

Glenn Clark and Teresa Wilson, who were shopping on the street, also abruptly looked up to see the golden column of light, surrounded by rings of white waves, vanish in the north.

Teresa tensed up a bit: “It seems like a Federation Apocalyptic Weapon. They say it’s only activated when the Frontline Battlefield is in crisis. Nothing’s gone wrong there, right?”

Glenn calmly replied: “Don’t worry, May. It should be fine.”

“If the situation there was indeed dangerous enough to threaten Blue Star, the official mood wouldn’t be this relaxed and peaceful, and the higher-ups would have started fleeing already.”

Next to him, the voluptuous Nora Martinez nodded: “Glenn’s right. If there were really a problem, someone would have come to take Glenn and Aunt Zhang away by now.”

“That makes sense,” May said with a smile on her face.

The graceful and beautiful Melinda chuckled: “May, don’t think too much about it. No matter what the situation is over there, it’s too distant for us.”

“Rather than worry about what’s happening in the mythical world, we should look forward to tomorrow’s provincial top sixteen tournaments and see if Glenn can qualify for the national competition.”

At that, May’s face was filled with confidence: “With Glenn’s strength, there’s definitely no problem, right Glenn?”