Chapter 689: Changes
The demonic beings, while fully defending against the toxic mist, also had to contend with various attacks, leaving them sowhat overwheld.
"Retreat! Quick, retreat!"
At this mont, they couldn't afford to destroy the poison; they all retreated hastily.
However, the many cultivators on the city wall naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. Next ti, when the Demon Clan is prepared, it won't be so easy.
At this mont, there were over a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators gathered on the city wall. They had already summoned their respective magic weapons, intercepting the returning Demon Clan.
Although they didn't have the nurical advantage overall, under the full interception at this critical mont, nearly half of the Demon Clan couldn't escape in ti.
Under the double-sided attack of the giant crossbows on the city wall, these Demon Clan mbers either died under magic weapon attacks, were pinned to the ground by giant crossbow arrows, or disappeared under the corrosion of the toxic mist.
This ti, the Demon Clan deployed five hundred and four-tier Demon Clan mbers as the main force to forcibly break through the defense. Originally, they were unstoppable, but they were unexpectedly trapped by the toxic mist, resulting in the loss of nearly half their numbers.
The Demon Clan suffered heavy casualties this ti. Although many low-tier Demon Clan mbers had died before, compared to the over two hundred four-tier Demonic Beasts this ti, it was just a drop in the ocean.
"Chen Xiaofeng, quickly dissipate the toxic mist, or the bodies of the Demonic Beasts will be completely corroded."
At this mont, Chen Xiaofeng took out a black bottle.
He held it up in the air, with the mouth of the bottle facing the black mist. A huge suction force ford, slowly drawing the black mist into the black bottle.
Ordinary storage magic weapons couldn't withstand prolonged contact with the black mist. This was a storage bottle specially made by Chen Xiaofeng, using so iron tree branches given to him by Wang Hong earlier, plus various rare materials. Chen Xiaofeng had experinted many tis before successfully refining it.
As the black mist gradually dispersed, the bodies of the Demonic Beasts were revealed on the ground.
The low-tier Demonic Beasts had been corroded to only a few tough parts, while the outlines of the high-tier Demonic Beasts were still visible.
As the toxic mist dissipated, a military unit quickly entered the battlefield to clean up the demon corpses.
The main targets this ti, the bodies of the four-tier Demonic Beasts, were mostly intact. So of them were even still breathing, belonging to the rescuable category.
However, no one would be so idle as to spend a fortune to save such enemies.
Unless they were a few voluntary enslaved Demonic Beasts, who would be saved after being implanted with a master recognition mark. However, this situation was extrely rare.
After suffering heavy losses, the Demon Clan returned and began preparing to invite more four-tier Demonic Beasts from the Hezhou continent to co and retaliate.
What everyone didn't know was that after suffering repeated losses, the Demon Race was also quietly taking action.
On many continents, there was a sudden ergence of a large number of Demon Race armies, plundering the forces of both the Human Clan and the Demon Clan everywhere, causing widespread panic.
Especially in the Desolate Spirit Sea, there was currently a team of ten Demon Race mbers sneaking around.
Avoiding most of the powerful savage beasts along the way, their target was unexpectedly the small island where Wang Hong and the others had visited last ti.
As they approached the island, a huge suction force emanated from it, causing the magic power within their bodies to rapidly drain.
They desperately tried to stop the loss of magic power, but it beca increasingly difficult. At this rate, they might be drained dry before reaching their destination.
"Captain, is there any way? I can't hold on any longer."
At this mont, the leading three-eyed Demon Race mber took out a black array plate, which was shimring with faint stars.
"So, Brother Sanmu actually borrowed the ancestor's stellar magnetic array plate. With this, we'll safely reach our destination."
One of the Demon Race mbers recognized this treasure. It was a cherished possession of their clan, always kept in the hands of the ancestor and treasured dearly.
It was unexpected that they would bring it out for use this ti, indicating the importance of this mission.
The three-eyed Demon Race mber placed several high-grade magic stones onto the stellar magnetic array plate.
Then, they forced out a few drops of essence blood onto the array plate. Imdiately, the array plate emitted a black light, enveloping the team of ten people within.
Those enveloped by the black light imdiately showed relieved expressions on their faces, as the magic power within their bodies finally stopped draining.
The team continued to advance towards the island. Finally, they reached it and faced the increasingly powerful pulling force. The light above them, which had been covering them, distorted with the force, but couldn't be broken.
When they reached the cliff at the center of the island, near the stone wall with hundreds of gray crystal stones, which had grown larger since Wang Hong's last visit.
"We, the lowly Little Yuan Realm Demon Race, must never break this seal, or it will bring great calamity! Rember! Rember!"
A Demon Race mber read aloud the magical inscriptions on the wall, looking sowhat doubtful and surprised.
"Brother Sanmu, are we really okay to break it on our own?"
This was a warning from their Demon Race predecessors, and no one dared to take it lightly.
"If we continue to fight alongside the alliance of humans and demons, our Demon Race will face the danger of extinction. At this point, who cares about the consequences."
The three-eyed Demon Race mber said with a grim expression. The Demon Race was already at the brink of collapse.
Moreover, he vaguely knew so inside information.
Now, as long as they could delay the Demon Race a bit longer, a huge turning point would co. As for the specifics, he didn't know.
"Don't hesitate. Let's proceed according to the original plan."
The three-eyed Demon Race mber said, summoning a black magic blade, while the others also summoned their proficient magic weapons and attacked the stone wall ahead.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a few loud noises, the stone wall shimred with light, but remained unscathed.
"Continue!"
The ten individuals attacked the sa spot again...
One month later, three panicked Demon Race mbers fled from the island, wounded, while the other seven were nowhere to be found.
Behind them, at the center of the island, there were occasional earth-shattering noises, and the roar of beasts continued.
At this mont, three fist-sized iron balls flew out from the island and headed straight for the hearts of the fleeing Demon Race mbers.
The three Demon Race mbers each summoned their own magic treasures to resist the iron balls.
However, the speed of these three iron balls was extrely fast. Before the Demon Race mbers could fully summon their magic treasures, the iron balls had already exploded upon them.
The three had no ti to react; their bodies were turned into a mist of blood.
At this mont, nobody in the Little Yuan Realm noticed that the Desolate Spirit Sea was quietly expanding in size.
If nearby Demonic Beasts accidentally entered the Desolate Spirit Sea, their demonic energy would rapidly drain, and they would soon beco food for the savage beasts within.
Only a very few could adapt to the environnt of the Desolate Spirit Sea. In several years, they might beco new savage beasts.
anwhile, the Cultivators and Demonic Beasts of the human-demon alliance were basking in their imminent victory over the Demon Race.
A group of four-tier Demonic Beasts arrived through a void channel, invited by the group of Demonic Beasts who had just suffered a major loss on Qizhou Island, ready to attack it together.
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