Crack! Crack! Snap...
Under the full struggle of the massive demonic aspect of this Faceless Ancestor Demon in the spaceti screen, though the thousand-ter mirror face barely protruded partially, within the constantly destroyed purple ancient runic script, a dark ink-stained void embraced by Abyssal Demonic Qi erupted with the sound of "crack" and "crack" of spatial shattering, a five-finger demon hand suddenly erged.
Pitch-black like ink, enveloped in Abyssal Demonic Qi, dense black scales covered between the fingers and arms, manifested in a semi-illusory phenonon like a work of art.
Accompanied by the hysterical roar of the Abyssal Demon Ancestor, vast swathes of Abyssal Demonic Qi-stained patches erged in the spaceti mirror, and from the fissures in the light spots, mighty wild-bodied Abyssal Demon Dragons slithered out, their slit-eyed gazes sinisterly wild. Armored tails burst from the cracks with a "boom," creating ear-piercing reverberations in the air, as they spread their wings and roared toward the sky.
Over the Dead Star Crater, the fleeing Void Avengers Legion had gathered alongside the Ironblood Galaxy Legion and the Mother Nest Swarm Vanguard Troop, which were initially competing for exploration rights of this hidden treasure.
Clearly, the forces of the three-legion standoff were in a delicate confrontation, montarily surveying the disturbances below.
Endless Abyssal Demon Dragons, innurable, surged ceaselessly out of the Dead Star Crater, heading relentlessly toward the unfamiliar beings in this place, unleashing the primal depth of their soul instincts to enter a state of massacre.
As if borne from the shadows, these dark demons, each Abyssal Demon Dragon cloaked in black smoke, soared into the sky, their forms shifting between hundreds of ters, resembling shadows of death.
As their wings flapped, they echoed like howling gales.
It bore bat-like fleshy wings, a body adorned with crocodile-like hard, cold scales, and a sturdy tail, with two pairs of scaled claws as hind feet and wing-side arm talons, and a giant sinister maw filled with razor-sharp fangs.
Smoke laced with a pungent sulfur scent billowed from its nostrils, slit-eyed glows resembling Phosphor Snakes’ gleam, reverberating roaring sounds surged, attacking the standoff creatures with the apex predator deanor of life’s primitive food chain.
In a flash, at the entrance of the Dead Star Crater, the Ironblood Galaxy Legion, Mother Nest Swarm, and Void Avengers all beca targets of these Abyssal Demon Dragons’ attacks, battle roars surged, even the three Dominators descending got drawn into the combat, unable to explore the cave’s deeper secrets.
Beyond the vortex of chaotic storms above, the Tristar Death Star, Sixth Epoch Death Star, Blade Broodnest, and Saint Ascendant Realm surveyed from afar, yet to join the full-scale warfare.
The indiscriminate charge by the Abyssal Demon Dragons summoned by Abyssal Summoning instantly ignited the Void Avengers Legion and forces battling for this hidden treasure’s exploration rights, the Ironblood Galaxy Legion, and Mother Nest Swarm Vanguard Troop, as four factions clashed wildly.
...
Inside the Void teorite Great World.
"Success!"
With a wave of the extre abyss magic staff in hand, light and darkness intertwined, a few approaching Abyssal Demon Dragons were shattered into fragnts of ice, "boom," "boom," "boom," "boom" exploded into frozen blooms across the sky, followed closely by an Arc of Oblivion flashing towards the approaching demon claw!
As sinister shadows lood, Abyssal Demon Dragons erupted from the spaceti screen cracked by the thousands-ter-long demon arm.
And this Demon Ancestor’s Arm’s target was blatantly Green, who wielded the extre abyss magic staff.
At that mont, struck by the intertwining light-dark Arc of Oblivion, "poof," a patch of ink-black scales annihilated, pouring forth Abyssal Demonic Qi and both resisting the Arc of Oblivion.
This demon claw immobilized spaceti around Green, its residual power unabated, reaching for Green.
"Roar! Abyssal Formless Demon Ancestor, for the destruction of my tribe, you shall pay your blood debt in full!"
The King of the Void Annihilators faced the overwhelming pressure, even though the ancient formless demon ancestor injured by the Ancient Wizard aid directly at Green, yet due to the proximity of the three, the King of the Void Annihilators, Green, and King of the Obsidian Scorpions lined up, the Formless Ancestor Demon’s target enveloped all.
The King of the Void Annihilators, with bat-like wings spread, right arm drawing out a purple Energy Lightsword from a roaring maw, amidst a hysterical roaring sound from the throat, his five-ter body continually swelled, seemingly about to assu his true body.
Having been sealed and confined too long, his strength had weakened excessively; otherwise, as the strongest of the Void Walker Clan, he would never have been thus suppressed.
Needing rely so ti to recover, once regaining his peak power, having acquired the Crown of the Void, he would certainly carve out a broader sky in the Endless World!
Boom!
"Uhhh..."
However, at this mont, he was simply too weak, facing the imposing and furious Demon Ancestor, this King of the Void Annihilators briefly collided, and his body curved, flung backward.
The purple lightsword contacted the demon arm, yet this King of the Void Annihilators couldn’t even muster the strength to assu his true body, the purple lightsword shattered, dispersed.
"My King!"
The shadow of the King of the Obsidian Scorpions flashed, catching the King of the Voidwalkers.
Despite this King of the Void Annihilators being in a weakened state, as the strongest forr Void Walker, he was not to be easily dealt with, as this Abyssal Demon Arm was circled by rings of purple spaceti energy akin to the deep-layered mismatched spaceti between fragnted virtual and material worlds, attacking the Abyssal Demon Arm.
Utilizing this, as the King of the Obsidian Scorpions caught the King of the Voidwalkers, his long tail ignored spatial barriers montarily, a venomous barb flickered, striking the demon arm, then charging upward without looking back.
"Roar..."
Clearly, this ancient formless demon ancestor suffered invisible damage, uttering a sky-shaking pain roar, yet the demon arm persisted its force towards Green.
"Level 7 of Wild Instinct, Ancestor Transformation, open... ugh ah!"
Utterly immobilized by the spaceti force, this Formless Ancestor Demon must be among the apex existences of Abyssal civilization.
Unsure of the ability, Green was finding it difficult to even initiate the Wild Instinct Transformation, seemingly suppressed by an unseen domain.
No wonder the King of the Void Annihilators couldn’t assu his true body earlier, likely due to his own weakness and this mysterious domain’s influence.
"Return my arm!"
"Hum" echoed, and Green montarily felt penetrated by countless invisible shockwaves, his body inexorably propelled backward, as the extre abyss magic staff shrouded by demonic energy got grabbed by the Demon Ancestor’s hand.
"You wretched wizard vermin, perish!"
The demon hand slamd towards Green.
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