Chapter 957 - 403: Supreme Divine Artifact!
Those mythic beings were to the true east of Mire Swamp. After the swamp broadened, the distance to the Chaos Angels had already shortened to a little over four hundred kilometers.
Lear did not hesitate. He instructed the Lord of Blood Flies stationed in the Land of Crimson Rot that once Weilu City sent a plea for aid, he was to immediately lead the Swamp Divine Race to support them.
Although the rules of the Main Plane still restricted powers beyond Extraordinary from setting foot here, Mire Swamp lay under his Authority’s coverage; they could remain for a short time.
The previous battles had been the same—so long as they were sheltered by his Authority, they could stay briefly, but the longer the duration, the more ferocious the Main Plane’s backlash from its rules became.
They could not linger for long.
But it was enough to resolve ordinary trouble.
Besides, there was still the Two-headed Giant Chief stationed outside.
As long as no Ultimate Soldier came invading, the Dragonfly Knights, Seven-Colored Candy Dragons, and the army defending the city would be more than enough.
Lear rode the Mechanical Flying Dragon and flew straight east.
This time, he did not bring anyone else along.
The target was too large; it would be hard to maneuver.
After racing for an hour and a half, the Mechanical Flying Dragon slowly came to a stop.
Focusing his gaze, he saw that a Great Demon was already waiting in midair. Upon seeing him arrive, it immediately bowed respectfully, then indicated the front.
"Sovereign, the Chaos Angels are inside... the Weeping Blood Saint Master is deploying troops to attack."
Lear turned his head to look. Under the moonlight, the Wilderness was calm and unruffled; a breeze brushed past a swathe of verdant trees, producing a rustling sound.
There was no sign of any Chaos Angels at all.
The Great Demon noticed his gaze and hurried to explain.
"This area has already been covered by a Magic Shield. Only by flying in from a height of one hundred meters above the ground can you pass through the Shield and see the Chaos Angels."
Only then did Lear understand. He immediately descended with the Great Demon to a height of a hundred meters, then flew forward about a kilometer.
Suddenly, his body felt as if it had passed through a thin veil of gauze.
His vision shifted abruptly.
Ahead, endless blood-colored clouds blanketed the entire sky, as if smeared with fresh blood—gorgeous yet sinister.
The pungent stench of blood in the air was enough to make one retch.
At this moment, from within the blood-colored clouds, one crimson Demon after another flew out, their bodies suffused with a murderous Tyrant’s aura.
Their flesh-wings were grotesque, their faces ferocious.
The Demon Army formed ranks, surging like a tide as they charged down toward the ground, toward a Pure White Castle nestled amidst the green trees.
Atop that city, the phantom of a hundred-meter-tall Angel held a sword in both hands, its cold gaze fixed on the ever-charging blood-colored Demons.
When their numbers reached a certain threshold, it suddenly swung its sword down.
Puchi~
The hundreds-of-meters Range ahead was completely covered by terrifying Sword Qi.
Thousands of blood-colored Demons directly exploded, shattering into a sky full of broken scraps and fragments.
The scene was quite horrific.
Some Demons, bloodlust surging, attempted to attack that Angelic phantom.
But as soon as they approached within a hundred meters of it, they were seared by the holy radiance emanating from the Angel’s body.
Once they closed to fifty meters, their entire bodies would ignite.
They could not inflict any damage on it at all.
The Demon Army could only change direction and continue assaulting that Pure White Castle.
Above the castle, hundreds of holy Four-winged Angels were holding their breath, waiting.
These unique beings possessed every beauty spoken of in myths and legends.
A faint milky-white glow radiated from their bodies. They held pure white Holy Swords, wore pure white Armor, and the wings on their backs were as white as snow.
Their gazes were stern, yet there was also a kindly aura about them that made one want to draw near.
This was the embodiment of all beauty and goodness—Angels.
And these were a higher-order existence than ordinary Angels; they were the Warriors guarding the Creator God—they were Chaos Angels!
The battle became extremely fierce the instant both sides clashed.
The immense Demon Army charged down, seeking to seize the Pure White Castle.
But the Chaos Angels displayed an utterly terrifying combat strength.
With every swing of the Angel Battle Swords in their hands, they could easily cut down the Demons before them, reaping them as cleanly and neatly as weeds.
The Demons’ attacks caused them no trouble at all.
If the attack intensity remained only at this level, these Chaos Angels could very well keep this up for three to five months.
But the good times did not last. Half an hour after the war began, changes appeared in the crimson sky.
It was as if a giant hand was stirring within the clouds; they surged and boiled, giving off a powerful sense of oppression.
In no time, crash~ a monster twice the size of ordinary Demons, its entire body radiating an aura of Brutality, slowly descended.
Its blood-red flesh-wings were covered in savage barbs, and its skin was etched with scarlet mottled patterns like venomous snakes.
Its body was studded with thumb-sized bone spikes, giving it a sense of being Solid as steel.
In its hands it carried heavy Long Sabers condensed from fresh blood; with each swing, even the void rippled.
Ultimate Soldier—Abyss Blood Demon. Level: 3 Stars. Racial Talent: Gathering of Strength, able to gather strength and channel it into a companion...
Looking out, their numbers directly exceeded ten thousand.
A dark, dense mass—immensely oppressive.
This Space had already been covered by the Weeping Blood Saint Master’s Authority. On top of that, the Main Plane’s rules had loosened, and there was no longer much intense reaction to the deployment of troops from outside.
These terrifying Ultimate Soldiers now dove straight down, charging ferociously at the Chaos Angels.
The Chaos Angels did not retreat in the slightest; gripping their War Swords, they met the attack head-on.
Both sides collided with their hardest, most unyielding stance!
Holy radiance clashed against crimson evil.
The image was starkly clear, carrying a sense of a fated duel.
Clang~
Puchi~
The instant they collided, they launched into the most terrifying close-quarters slaughter, blood exploding in midair.