Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 468 - 233: Battle of God Demons, Emperor Dragon Form

Chapter 468: Chapter 233: Battle of God Demons, Emperor Dragon Form, King’s Fall (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2

Boom!

The void blade struck the sky-covering demon’s palm, resulting in a slight standoff. Then with a thunderous crash, the heavens and the earth seed to split, and the endless darkness shattered under the strike.

It was actually the power of illusory runes that had transford into a knife, blocking my Destruction God’s Demon Eye.

No, that rune blade, though sharp, was of low completeness. It wasn’t enough to shatter my Shadow of the Demon Eye. What really destroyed the shadow was his soul strength.

To unleash such formidable power with a low-grade rune, his soul strength must be at least ten tis that of a life with Six Path Devil Marks!

With that thought, Kautorus’s terrifying intent to kill erupted, and he stared at Jack Clark with a murderous rage as if they were sworn enemies who couldn’t share the sa sky.

At that mont, an imnsely evil aura of a blood sea erged from another direction outside the city, getting even closer to that Eighth Layer Expert.

Instantly, the aura of the Eighth Layer Expert faltered.

As that wicked, bloody aura appeared, Kautorus held nothing back.

Boom!

An endless surge of black demonic qi erupted, and in an instant, a terrifying demonic power soared to the skies, changing the color of heaven and earth. The entire sky was shrouded by the overwhelming demonic qi.

In a world darkened as if by dusk, a monstrous shadow projection towering over thirty ters tail-adorned with black scale armor and sporting a dragon tail—erged, as if it were the Hell Demon King himself.

Or perhaps, it truly was a demon king from hell.

Crackle, Crackle!!

Under the manifestation of the King’s Intent, space itself seed unable to bear the strain, sounding like shattering glass, while the surrounding streets cracked and sank continuously.

“No good, high-ranking powerhouses are battling, run for it!

“Run fast!”

So knowledgeable individuals on the streets paled at the sight of the towering monstrous shadow, running frantically under its oppressive aura.

Fortunately, this area was close to the suburbs, with less dense construction, and thanks to the earlier ergency warnings, there weren’t many people on the streets.

Towering under the demon king’s shadow, surrounded by dark demonic qi, Kautorus’s figure swelled to five ters tall, his dark red eyes revealing a low, rumbling voice.

“Originally, I could not be bothered with you, but unfortunately, you’re asking for death.”

“What’s most important is that you possess such an abundant soul power; by the mandate of the Great Heaven Demon God, any Human Tribe’s genius soul exceeding the standard by five tis must be slain!”

In the information given to it by Akunus, this Human Clan Genius was very perceptive, but his combat power was estimated to be only at the initial stage of Seven Path Demon Marks,

Even if that expert with Eight Path Demon Marks ca over with all his strength, it would take a few minutes; more than enough ti for it to deal with this Human Clan Genius.

Boom!

With a slash of Kautorus’s demon blade, a black blade light over ten ters long swept across two ters above the ground, covering a range of dozens of ters.

The terrifying Sword Qi contained indescribable powers of destruction, causing the street to collapse, vehicles to shatter, and ordinary people who couldn’t escape in ti to burst into a mist of blood.

At the sa ti, the monstrous shadow of the demon king thirty ters tall perford the sa action. A sword phantom tens of ters long slashed through the sky, creating a tear, as if splitting heaven and hell.

Just as the blade struck, Jack Clark’s figure plumted. Locked by the King’s Intent, he could neither dodge nor escape.

Boom!

Countless golden lights burst forth from Jack Clark, forming roaring flas.

His ferocious and overbearing intent surged to the heavens as if an exceptional ferocious beast had been awoken.

Boom!

A War Halberd radiating golden halberd skill spun through the air, the violent wind wave it dragged shattered the sweeping Sword Qi, blocking the heavens with a furious roar of energy.

Boom!

The tens of ters long demon blade illusory image struck the War Halberd, and imdiately the earth collapsed within a twenty-sothing ter radius around Jack Clark, leaving a crack spanning twenty-sothing ters behind him.

Everything in its path was destroyed, including a ten-story building so dozen ters away. Concrete exploded, directly demolished by the aftershock of that slash.

This was the power of the true martial arts phantom-no, it should be said to be the Demon King’s shadow, forcefully condensed by the King’s Intent, gathering Heavenly Energy to erupt with dozens of tis more destructive force.

Such trendous power was beyond the ability of any ordinary Seventh Layer Heaven Cultivator to withstand.

Yet at that mont, under the tens of ters long Demon Blade Illusory Image, the War Halberd shining with golden halberd radiance stood immovable.

Seeing Jack Clark, calm and composed, his hands rged with the demonic shadow, pressing down hard on the War Halberd, Kautorus’s expression turned even more ferocious as it bellowed in a deep voice.

Damned fool, to think you’ve deceived .

At this mont, Kautorus was full of anger, feeling tricked by Akunus; this perceptive Human Tribe Genius’s combat power was far from the initial stage of Seven Demon Marks.

With the demonic shadow manifestation empowered by the Demon King’s Will, its strength had surged thirty-sothing tis, reaching the mid period of Seven Demon Marks.

On top of that, with the boost from its demonic power, a cultivator at the initial stage of Seven Demon Marks would be heavily injured by a single blade strike, yet…

At that mont, an indescribable terrifying power exploded from Jack Clark, causing his arms to tremble with the shockwave.

Boom!

Kautorus was blasted away like a cannonball, and the Demon King shadow retreated several steps with an explosive noise, its phantom-long knife shattered by the fearso True Dragon Power.

As Kautorus was being knocked back, fragnts flew from Jack Clark’s wrist, instantly transforming into a golden red gorgeous battle armor that covered his entire body.

Behind his head, four gears of varying sizes floated, slowly rotating with blue lightning jumping between them and golden flas burning.

Simultaneously, the bloodstain on Jack Clark’s brow erged, unleashing an endless blood light that expanded from him, forming a sea of blood and a blood river hell spanning thirty ters in diater..