The Capital City was in complete chaos.
The only way to temporarily calm this chaos was to kill Dork!
And he had to be killed quickly! Any slower and chaos would reach a whole new level because the devil fiend army was already crushing over like a tsunami!
They had to prepare their defences!
"Boss, I..."
"Quickly leave here and have the palace guards calm the people. The real final battle is about to start. If the chaos continues onward, I’m afraid we won’t even get a chance to fight back before we are broken through just like that," said Maxwell with a frown.
As he was saying this...
Maxwell leapt into the air with a sneer. He then pointed at Dork and said, "Damn loser, weren’t you looking for ? I’m standing right here!"
Dork’s eyes shifted and glared straight at Maxwell. He then shouted: "Go die for !"
Also at this ti...
Godfrey managed to pull Blindman Dale’s body from the deep pit. His huge devil body was currently being carried away at crazy speeds. "Boss, you need to be careful!"
"Everyone, withdraw and prepare the defences!"
There really weren’t too many thoughts at a ti like this.
The only plan now was to fight it out!
The aura in Maxwell’s body was silently circulating as his powers started roiling. Starlight power and royal qi power were all surging out according to his thoughts. In just a re mont, the flas of aura coming from Maxwell shot into the sky!
Imdiately after...
Maxwell coldly grinned and said, "Damn loser, watch how I’m going to send you to hell!"
"Just based on you?"
"Devil Monarch bestowed his grace on you by giving you face. I will not give you any face because a human like you, who doesn’t know the imnsity of the heavens or the earth, doesn’t need to keep living in this world. Devil Monarch loves talents, while I love to kill – all those that block Devil Monarch’s path shall be destroyed!"
"Die!"
"Die!"
The word "die" was heard from over a million kilotres out.
It was like a continuous wave of echoes being spread out. All living creatures within a million kilotres were shaking. All those experts hiding in the void shuddered in fear and didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
These so-called experts who only bullied the weak were such a joke!
The voice being transmitted out contained Dork’s powerful suppression!
It rushed into Maxwell’s sea of consciousness like a surging tide. Maxwell’s body sank as if a mountain was pressing down on him. What he hated the most was when others would use their oppressive power to suppress one’s sea of consciousness.
Imdiately after...
Maxwell’s flas of rage were stirred as he clenched his fists.
"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"
The air around his body gave off a series of exploding sounds. Maxwell then shouted: "Level 5 Overdrive!"
"Boom!"
A thunderous sound exploded inside his body.
With the activation of level 5 Overdrive, 32 tis his base attributes were released. His starlight and royal qi powers beca even more tumultuous, like an out-of-control bull on the loose. They were all surging out like an unstoppable force!
"Whoosh..."
The surface of Maxwell’s body was like a red-hot iron plate continuously dripping beads of sweat. Sounds of water being sizzled into evaporation were heard, and it was especially noticeable in this environnt.
The power of 32 tis his attributes was continuously circulating inside Maxwell’s body.
Maxwell closed his eyes and lowered his fists.
If his body wasn’t strengthened by the starlight and royal qi powers, most likely, there’s no way he can handle the violent level 5 Overdrive energy. The blood inside him was like a mad, raging blood sea that continuously crashed and smashed about.
The feeling of so much power was really too intoxicating.
Maxwell could clearly sense the powers as if he were physically holding onto them.
Suddenly...
Maxwell extended his right hand. The Vampire Blade issued thirsty sounds as it appeared in his hand and cooperated with Maxwell’s explosive, domineering aura. One man and one blade started breathing in unison and directly entered the highest rank achievable.
Maxwell raised his blade and pointed at Dork. He then faintly said the word: "Die."
Dork started sneering in coldness.
His sneer was extrely smug and arrogant, while his eyes revealed a thick look of disdain when staring at Maxwell. He then coldly harrumphed: "I really don’t understand which part Devil Monarch sees good in you. A person who’s about to die can still spout out such wild words at a ti like this."
"That’s fine too."
"I will let you see what it truly ans to ’die’!"
"Path of slaughter... brutal killing!"
---
"Brat, you need to be careful."
"This big guy also cultivates a path of slaughter. His path of slaughter is extrely savage and has been condensed from killing with extre cruelty. It’s not hard to see from the violent aura surrounding his body that the number of people this guy has killed is no less than mine." Dracula’s heart tightened and quickly advised Maxwell.
Path of slaughter...
It was divided into many types.
Each person walked a different path.
Brutal killing path of slaughter!
Focusing on the brutality of killing. This was a Dao path that requires one to continuously kill to train. Being able to cultivate brutal killing to this rank, most likely over a million humans must have died at the hands of Dork. Before he was sealed up, everywhere he went would only result in corpses, with not a single living being left alive.
His path of slaughter was guided by Devil Monarch Skysoul.
Killing to forge his dao!
The brutal aura was surging out and enshrouding the entire Capital City. The city was currently covered in a tyrannical and out-of-control killing intent, making one feel like they had been sent to hell. This kind of feeling made one feel like they were about to die any second.
For a brief mont...
The Capital City beca quiet.
The sound of children crying, the high-pitched shrieks from the won, and the sound of common citizens frantically running away had all briefly stopped.
They were all in fear!
They were so scared that they didn’t dare to move or breathe out loudly!
Their hearts were shaking; their bodies were shaking; they felt like they were about to beco a corpse at any given mont.
Everyone’s face was pale white and had a look of powerlessness.
"We’re going to die!"
"I’m dying! I’m going to die soon!"
"Mother, I feel very uncomfortable."
These sounds of low whispers could be heard.
The Capital City was dead silent except for the whispering.
Those experts hiding in the void had stopped breathing and didn’t dare to make a sound. But they were still rather smug in their hearts, saying, "Maxwell, I would like to see how you’re going to keep acting arrogant. You dare to act arrogant in front of Devil Monarch Skysoul? Acting arrogant in front of Dork? Let’s see how you’re going to die then, hahaha..."
Constantine had stopped.
Godfrey had stopped dragging the super-heavy Blindman Dale.
Adam, Arianna, Lilith, Brenda, and the others all stopped and looked at Maxwell.
The killing intent was too heavy.
This brutal killing intent was coursing through every person’s mind. They had no power to resist and only felt despair!
Maxwell’s brows quivered. His mouth ford a grim reaper-like smile as he said gloomily, "Path of slaughter? Brutal killing’s path of slaughter? Since you wish to use your path of slaughter, then I will let you experience what a truly powerful path of slaughter is!"
His sea of consciousness started roiling about.
The aura behind Maxwell suddenly changed, and the image of a huge grim reaper appeared. Its hand was holding an incomparably huge scythe that was used to reap lives, and beneath the black hood was a gloomy-looking smile.
At this mont...
Dork made a move.
It was the sa for Maxwell as the grim reaper’s scythe chopped down!
Maxwell’s figure suddenly changed.
Dork’s bear claw heavily smacked down, "Die for !"
"Bang!"
Maxwell’s figure was directly smashed into powder...
He died?!
Reviews
All reviews (0)