Merging with Demon Spirits

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In the dim night, the wild wind howled.

A figure in the sky shot forward like a released arrow, instantly sweeping over a few hundred meters. The speed was so fast, it was like a blood-red ray of light.

During the flight, the figure suddenly paused and forced his body to twist mid-air. A golden sword beam barely grazed his face and another sword beam shot straight toward him from the ground.

"They’re after me again!"

Alfonso slightly lowered his head but did not dodge. Accompanied by the release of a Soul Skill, a blood mist enveloped him, causing his speed to soar once more and emit sharp sonic boom noises.

Using his speed, he had just escaped an encirclement and enjoyed a brief moment of quiet before those bothersome Dragon Fish and sharp swords reappeared all around him, combining with the swirling sands to block his retreat, trapping him firmly within.

Though he was an Extraordinary Powerhouse, at this moment, he felt utterly helpless, like a caged bird.

"Ah!"

While flying, Alfonso let out a furious roar, feeling somewhat agitated and defeated.

Being besieged and unable to break free left him angered him to the point of madness.

He had never experienced such an oppressive battle.

As he fled, golden swords traversed the air without any pattern.

The flight of the Dragon Fish followed a certain routine, yet they could be pierced by the randomly shooting swords at any moment, making it impossible for him to predict when the Dragon Fish would explode, especially in the pitch-black night.

"Boom!!!"

Without any warning, deafening explosions rang out, terrifying heat waves mixed with purple lightning spreading in every direction.

Amidst the tremors, Alfonso’s body flashed with blood light, his arms crossed to protect his face, using the impact force to propel himself backward.

Among the subtle buzzing sounds, a dark vortex appeared above his head, swallowing a dozen descending Dragon Fish.

The Ghost-faced Bat King appeared behind him, unfurling its large wings shimmering with black light, shielding him from the attacks of swords and Dragon Fish.

Faced with continuous explosions, Alfonso continued to fly and flee.

"Come on, you little beasts!"

Perhaps five or six minutes had passed when, realizing that escape was hopeless, he stopped in mid-air, his chest slightly heaving, his face somewhat flushed, his expression extremely gloomy.

Burn marks had appeared on his right arm and chest; even though he exhibited [Demon Body], the bombardment from the Dragon Fish was still too overwhelming to entirely fend off.

The Extraordinary surpasses the Spirit King, but that advantage lies in Soul Power and Life Soul, not in physical strength.

Escaping Lin Feng and Sha Mi’s pursuit in the desert was nearly impossible.

He was not an Assassin, didn’t absorb stealth-type Soul Skills.

Moreover, even absorbing such would be pointless.

Lin Feng had left a Spiritual Mark within him, able to sense his existence and position.

That’s why the Dragon Fish could lock onto him and continuously pursue him.

"They’re deliberately exhausting my Soul Power."

Alfonso had a thought flashing across his mind; he understood, Lin Feng and the others weren’t unable to catch him but were trying to slowly wear him down.

Gathered, they did not spread out to surround him, giving him no chance for a sneak attack or retaliation.

He had known this for a long time, but had clung to the hope of escape.

Now, that hope was extinguished.

The Soul Power of an Extraordinary is limited.

Previous battles had consumed most of his Soul Power, continuing to escape would result only in complete exhaustion of Soul Power and Spiritual Power.

At that time, he would have no ability to resist.

Side-stepping to avoid the impact of the sand flow, Alfonso floated mid-air, the Ghost-faced Bat King appearing above him, covering him with its massive resonant wings.

As Alfonso halted in the air, Lin Feng and the others also stopped, more than ten sand flows appearing behind them.

These could both attack Alfonso and ensure their safety.

In this battle, Sha Mi was merely support.

Lin Feng was draped in a phoenix robe, continuously releasing bubbles that transformed into Dragon Fish, spreading widely as they flew.

In the night sky, arms covered in dark scales emerged rapidly, with thousands of arms obscuring half the sky, looking extremely horrifying. Meanwhile, golden swords forming at the palms pointed toward Alfonso’s position.

"Sword Rain and Thousand Hands, combined Divine Level Soul Skills!"

Alfonso’s expression shifted; his heart grew colder, his eyes betraying an unmistakable shock.

Divine Level Soul Skills are extremely rare.

This was the first time he had witnessed two Divine Level Soul Skills combined.

And such a perfect combination at that.

"Thunder Tribulation!"

Looking upwards, Alfonso noticed dark clouds gathering above him, blood-red arcs of lightning appearing amidst rumbling thunder.

Yang Ningbing had yet to become King, and the power of [Thunder Tribulation] was limited, unable to cause him significant harm, but relying on its unavoidable characteristic could stall him.

Additionally, it could amplify the explosion power of the Dragon Fish.

"The other instructors have already given up!"

Glancing around, Alfonso saw that in the dark night, seemingly only his presence remained.

Clearly, he had been abandoned.

At this moment, a trace of regret suddenly arose in his heart.

If he had known earlier that the Avengers Alliance had so many cards up their sleeves, he wouldn’t have dared to kill Alice.

Though he was a mad demon, he feared death.

He never imagined that as an Extraordinary Powerhouse, he would one day fall into such a desperate situation.

Being besieged by a group of twenty-something Kings.

He hadn’t experienced this sense of crisis for two to three decades.

"Damn beast!"

Alfonso glanced down at Sha Mi underground.

If it hadn’t been for Sha Mi, even if he couldn’t win, he had confidence he could retreat unharmed, maybe even counter-kill a few.

But unfortunately, there were no ifs.

Amid the oppressive atmosphere, a crimson Thunder dragon suddenly tore through the sky, with an ear-piercing screech, plummeting towards Alfonso.

This screech seemed like the signal for battle; the next moment, thousands of Dragon Fish flapped their wings towards Alfonso, and boundless sand surged up from the ground like a river hanging upside down, appearing behind Alfonso and spreading to the sky, leaving him with no escape.

"Rumble!!!"

The roar of thunder echoed in the night. In the sky above, a pitch-black arm wielding a golden sword descended, followed by spiraling, flying Wind Blades...

In just a few seconds, various Divine Level Soul Skills burst forth.

With his path blocked by the sand wall, looking at the overwhelming attacks coming for him, a hint of despair appeared in Alfonso’s eyes....

"Rumble!"

A deafening explosion rang out, twisting even the void.

Streaks of purple lightning flashed across the void, intertwining like a tornadic storm of energy ripples, the powerful shockwave causing Lin Feng and the others’ clothes to flutter wildly, and their hair to dance.

"Not dead yet, keep attacking."

Lin Feng shouted loudly, not halting the attack, the lock Soul Skill’s sensing still active, proving Alfonso wasn’t dead yet.

The Dragon Fish flapped their wings, continuously flying into the explosion center. Sword Rain and other attacks relentlessly descended, and only after two full minutes did they gradually stop.

Lin Feng’s face turned a little pale, his Soul Power, at this moment, was also nearly depleted by ninety percent.

"Dead!"

Ye Qiu’s eyes lit up, shouting suddenly, his voice devoid of much delight, more of a relieved tone.

Before the words even fell, a massive power appeared in everyone’s bodies, the expended Soul Power and Spiritual Power, even physical strength, were rapidly restoring to optimal state, their strength enhancing substantially.

This power saved them at least a year of cultivation time.

This was the power of sacrificial feedback.

Lin Feng scanned the surroundings, unable to find any trace of Alfonso.

Clearly, in the explosion’s center, he had been dismantled by the Thunder, not even a scrap of bone left, along with that Ghost-faced Bat King, reduced to dust together.

"Finally dead."

Only now did Lin Feng’s stern expression reveal a slight smile, his tense body finally relaxing.

In previous battles, even in the Land of Chaos, he had never been so tense.

With the intense mental strain suddenly relieved, there was even a sense of dizziness.

Encircling Alfonso was his decision, but he didn’t have absolute confidence.

Defeating the Extraordinary wasn’t too difficult, but wanting to kill them increased the difficulty tenfold.

This was why Emperors rarely fell.

If not for Sha Mi’s assistance, Alfonso would have long escaped unscathed.

Without Sha Mi, they also wouldn’t dare to hunt him down like this.

One misstep, and they might be defeated one by one by Alfonso.

This time, although he arranged for Yue Mingming to summon Hong Yi in advance, unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t plan to let her make a move.

Sadly, due to Igor’s interference, to kill Alfonso was necessary to borrow Sha Mi’s power.

Since Hong Yi was already exposed, Alfonso had to die.

Only this way could they deter Hong Tao, preventing him from acting rashly.

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng suddenly looked towards Yang Ningbing. Accompanied by a slight tremor in the air, her body flickered with faint purple light, soon becoming radiant. Quickly, a more than five-meter-long, winged purple dragon’s silhouette rapidly formed.

"Ning Bing became a King!"

Zhan Tianyu exclaimed with surprise.

He became a King half a month ago, Yu Qiao was three days earlier than him.

Yang Ningbing, like them, had consumed a large amount of Origin Power, originally just a step away from becoming a King, now with the aid of sacrificial feedback, finally condensed her Life Soul, becoming a Spirit King.

Everyone was delighted.

Killed Alfonso, Yang Ningbing became a King.

A dual joy!