Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 1177 - 1177 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book

Chapter 1177: Chapter 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book, The Despair of the Human Race’s Future_2 Chapter 1177: Chapter 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book, The Despair of the Human Race’s Future_2 In the heart of the Demon Domain, the Eye of the Demon God also imdiately followed the coordinates to locate Jack Clark and saw the mysterious altar and the spinning vortex beneath his feet.

On the sea surface, where the storm roared, the Destruction Emperor Dragon, gazing at the gloomy blue summon channel that appeared in the distance, raised its right claw high, gripping the sharp spike that had completely turned into a beam of light, and suddenly swung it down.

Boom!

The space collapsed, the colorfully glowing spike instantly disappeared, traveling at a terrifying speed through a series of Thunder Rings, losing its shape entirely in the enveloping endless thunder as it entered the vortex.

Because the concentrated energy was so terrifying, the mont the spike entered the vortex, the summon channel collapsed with a bang, directly shattered and destroyed.

Including the vortex above Jack Clark’s head, which also collapsed at the sa ti, his aura weakened all at once, with only a burst of seven-colored glow piercing Heaven and Earth at a terrifying speed that was too fast for even consciousness to detect, crossing hundreds of kiloters in an instant.

Boom! The dazzling seven-colored glow burst forth, forming an expanding ring of light that blew a hole over a hundred kiloters in diater into the thick black wall of mist.

A terrifying wave of energy swept across Heaven and Earth, destroying everything in its path, whether it was the Level 9 Demon Dragons, the True Demons, or the seven-hundred-ter-long black Demon Dragon.

In an instant, they were destroyed by the released power of destruction, obliterated, and the ground hundreds of kiloters below collapsed thunderously, with countless dirt and rocks shooting up into the sky.

Even the glorious and majestic buildings within the wall were instantly pulverized by the space-destroying black shock wave, forming a constantly expanding wave ripple, as if Doomsday had arrived.

The several hundred thousand Purgatory True Demon Nobles, servants, and the demon king’s subordinates living in that area didn’t even realize what had happened before they were all extinguished and killed.

Only then did the earth-shattering explosion resound, shaking Ti and Space, stirring up rolling white soundwave currents and raging wind sweeping across Heaven and Earth, with nurous Purgatory True Demons looking towards this side.

This strike had reached Rule Level, destroying a corner of the black mist that was laid down by the sa Rule power and blasting a huge hollow into it.

“Human Race Darren Callum!” A fierce roar resounded through Heaven and Earth as the black mist vibrated, and a terrifying aura descended instantly, accompanied by a three-thousand-ter-long slash of Black Flas.

Boom!

With a terrifying slash, the mountain range where Jack Clark was located collapsed, Earth split open, forming a chasm over a hundred kiloters long, with scorching magma burning in the depths of the crack.

Atop the Firmant, covered in battle armor, a hundred ters tall, a woman with purple hair and a voluptuous figure stood unwavering, wielding a combat knife over three hundred ters long.

Behind her, endless Black Flas burned, echoing with the dark fog that touched Heaven and Earth, igniting the Firmant and emitting a Terrifying Aura far surpassing that of a Great Demon King.

But by this ti, Jack Clark had already vanished, rged into the Void, operating the power of Hidden Deity to erase his presence and sense of existence.

Looking at the mountain range below that had been slashed down, Tarolia’s gaze was sharp and icy cold, her vast Divine Soul power sweeping across hundreds of kiloters, yet failing to find any trace of Jack Clark.

Not a hint of his aura was left behind, nor any sign of space distortion; it was as if he didn’t exist at all, even her bloodline Secret Skill capturing no trace.

Suddenly, Tarolia’s brows furrowed slightly, “Such a strong stealth technique.”

Seeing Jack Clark had gone into hiding again, Tarolia glanced at the hundreds of kiloters of destroyed area behind her, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Above the Chaos Turbulent Sea, the Destruction Emperor Dragon turned and seized another, even sturdier Dorsal Fin on its back. After the earlier test, it felt it could compress even more power.

Boom!

Under the Power Explosion from the Destruction Emperor Dragon’s bulging right claw, a gigantic blue-black sharp spike, one hundred and eighty ters long and forty ters thick at the widest point, resembling a small hill, was once again snapped off.

This scene made the Purple little dragon blink and, unable to help itself, turned back to look at its own back, only to find there didn’t seem to be anything it could snap off.

Boom!

Endless blue-black Thunder spread from the Destruction Emperor Dragon as the center, covering a hundred kiloters range, forming a vertical Thunder Ring releasing scorching Destructive Aura.

The one-kiloter-thick Thunder Ring continuously compressed and shrank, forming a powerful electromagnetic field converging toward the Destruction Emperor Dragon, and toward the colorful glowing spike in its claws.

anwhile, on the other side of the Demon Domain spanning a thousand kiloters, Jack Clark appeared silently two hundred kiloters away on a mountainside, with the Ti-Space Summoning Altar erging once more beneath his feet.

Standing on the gloomy blue altar, Jack Clark, with his long black hair dancing in the wind, regarded the distant black fog wall and the buildings and figures behind it with an indifferent gaze.

Just like the countries in human society, it wasn’t ordinary people who lived in the capital, not to ntion these Purgatory Demons residing within the Demon Domain.

It can be said that every Purgatory Demon here is a genius, or a relative of a high-order True Demon or an offspring of the demon king.

Compared to killing another demon king, a mass slaughter of these Purgatory Nobles would actually be more fruitful, possibly including so Monster Geniuses comparable to the likes of Joshua Welan and Jane Aiken.

Hum! As the gloomy blue vortex reappeared above Jack Clark’s head, a powerful surge of energy spread out in an instant, distorting the surroundings of Ti and Space.

“That human is there.” Instantly, a demon king’s aura erupted in the distance, a roar of shock and rage shaking Heaven and Earth.

But it was already too late, as the blue channel above Jack Clark’s head collapsed, and a more dazzling seven-colored radiance stretched across more than two hundred kiloters, like a splendid rainbow falling upon the dark fog wall.