HLnovel Chapter 1783 This isn't how my script is written!
Chapter 1783 This isn't how my script is written!
The Heavenly Demon Army was overjoyed, waiting for the flying boat to capsize, leaving the gods exposed to their demonic hammers without the protection of the flying boat's magic array.
A white streak of light flashed across the sky.
One way, two ways...
Three, five...
"Lei Zu?"
“Xuan Lie?”
"The bird?"
"Lei Huang?"
"..."
After recognizing the figures that were bending down and rushing down.
Disbelief flashed across the faces of Yin Moqing, Xuan Tu, and Ling Ruizi.
It seems like they've mobilized their entire force.
Ancestor Lei Ze erupted in fury, and the Purple Lightning Whip materialized in the void in the blink of an eye.
It lashed fiercely at the demonic hammer.
The black iron staff left countless shadows, which overlapped and vibrated as they landed on the magic shield.
Boom!
Stab it!
The sounds of energy exploding and crackling continued to ring out.
The dazzling, multicolored light pierced the dark sky, creating a truly beautiful sight.
The gods' fierce attack far exceeded Silver Demon Lord and his companions' expectations.
In particular, the stereotypical image of the Protoss valuing life seems to be nonexistent.
It's as if someone gave them a shot of adrenaline.
Each and every one of them risked their lives.
Lei Zu unleashed the rare power of the Thirteen Purple Thunder Whips. The thirteen whips, each over a hundred feet long and thicker than a water bucket, pulled at the demon army's "hammer" from different angles like chains!
The four elders of the Huaxu clan descended in golden form, crashing fiercely against the demon army's "shield"!
"Break it for me!"
With a cold, sharp sword light, the magic shield trembled as the Xuan Sanxuan Iron Cudgel fell, tearing through the shield's light.
Before the magic shield could be repaired, the sword light rushed into the Heavenly Demon Army formation.
All that could be heard were screams of agony. The bodies of those in the late Golden Core stage had lost the protection of the magic shield and were as weak as tofu. Wherever the sword light touched, a sea of blood appeared.
Before Xuanlie's sword light could disappear, Leizu unleashed his lightning blade again. The blue lightning blade, like the scythe of death, pierced through the gap in the torn magic shield.
In the blink of an eye, at least several hundred demon soldiers were sacrificed to the heavens!
The three demon lords were dumbfounded.
They are all considered "old guys" and have a wealth of experience dealing with the Protoss.
But I have never seen such a ferocious race of gods.
Seeing that the Divine Race army had also stepped out of their flying ships and were hovering in the void, they began to form a battle formation.
A bad feeling rose in Yin Moqing's heart.
In the void, the divine army condensed a giant bow, and countless divine lights transformed into arrows, raining down from the sky!
The magic shield trembled again, and Lei Jiang and Xuan Lie were like two assassins hiding in the shadows.
They always unleash powerful attacks when the magic shield is weak, bursting in and wreaking havoc...
"No, even if we hold them off like this, the losses will be too heavy when reinforcements arrive!"
With this thought in mind, Yin Moqing frantically contacted the Commander-in-Chief while simultaneously ordering a retreat.
This retreat emboldened the Protoss to fight even harder.
This vanguard force could only struggle to hold on, watching its numbers dwindle continuously!
As Lei Zu unleashed several magical treasures to lock the demonic hammer, the purple lightning whip swept towards Yin Moqing, Xuan Tu, and Ling Ruizi.
The raging energy carried the extreme rage of a Nascent Soul ancestor, seemingly capable of annihilating everything in its path.
Silver Demon Lord's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Fortunately, the protective magic treasure hanging on its chest was a gift from the Demon King who had rendered meritorious service, and it could withstand a blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
A burst of dark light surged forth, protecting it.
In the next instant, Xuan Tu and Ling Ruizi didn't even have a chance to fight back before they exploded into nothingness.
Silver Demon Lord turned and fled, landing in the center of the army formation. Seeing that the magic shield was still supporting them but was about to collapse, he hurriedly ordered a faster retreat.
The Protoss, however, grew stronger with each battle, relentlessly pursuing their prey.
Just as Yin Moqing was filled with despair, a slightly angry voice rang out:
"How did you end up in such a sorry state!"
Upon hearing this, Silver Demon Lord and the vanguard force froze for a moment before revealing expressions of ecstatic joy.
Ahead, dark, demonic flames slowly descended, as if a door had been opened out of thin air.
The next second, two figures clad in top-grade black armor stepped out of the "door".
Their demonic horns reflected a ghostly light, illuminating the densely packed figures behind them.
It was as if a massive army had been forcibly pulled out from the long river of magical flames behind them.
They looked with great interest at the divine army behind them, their gazes landing on Lei Zu's face, which was brimming with fighting spirit.
"Venerable Wuyang, Venerable Chiqi!"
Yin Moqing felt as if he had seen his own father, wishing he had kowtowed to these two before him back then:
"We have been ambushed by the gods! Our advance has been halted, and we have suffered heavy losses! We beg Your Excellency to intervene and teach these despicable bastards a lesson!"
"Tsk!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yang slowly shook his head, a mocking glint reflecting in his two eyes, which burned with demonic flames:
"I didn't realize the gods had such fighting spirit?"
Chi Qi raised his hand, and a surge of powerful demonic energy poured out from its demonic horns, transforming into countless sword and blade shadows that enveloped Lei Zu.
They both looked relaxed and didn't take Lei Zu seriously.
Even though they were only at the level of half-saints and had not yet reached the level of gods.
However, the demon army behind them used their military formation to catalyze magical artifacts, gathering their power and projecting it behind the two demons.
Ancestor Lei Ze looked at the two in silence, his eyes revealing exhaustion.
He gestured for the Protoss soldiers behind him to stop.
Clearly, these two are not as simple as they seem.
Especially Wuyang, who is an old acquaintance of the gods.
Long before the war between gods and demons ended, Wu Yang was a general under the Heavenly Demon King. He was powerful and had even received two strands of innate demonic essence from the two demon kings.
With the support of these two strands of innate demonic essence, it can unleash combat power comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Moreover, he was proficient in the battle formations and tactics of the demon race.
The power of the 100,000 Heavenly Demon Army was projected onto him, and the power of the large magical artifacts in the army was as easy to wield as his own arms. Even ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were no match for him.
Although Chi Qi was a stranger, his presence standing next to Wu Yang suggested that his strength was not so simple.
Most importantly, with the arrival of the misty sun, can the Demon King of Heaven and Earth be far behind?
Old Ancestor Lei Ze didn't waste his energy on empty talk.
After all, the Protoss have already accepted the challenge, and saying anything more would only make them look weak.
Moreover, Wuyang has always been a warmonger among the demons!
At this moment, on the summit of a mountain three hundred miles away.
The Dragon King sat casually on the mountaintop, with Long Jihai and a turtle standing on either side of him.
Grandpa Turtle sighed slightly, "This is the difference in strength! The God Clan has declined too much in recent years, and the number of Nascent Soul cultivators is far too small."
Even if the Heavenly Demon King doesn't come out, a vanguard of the Heavenly Demon Army is already in a dead end.
They were still able to turn defeat into victory amidst the danger.
As he spoke, Long Jihai looked at the Dragon King and asked, "Father, if Chen Wanli doesn't back down, will you just watch the gods be slaughtered?"
The Dragon King slightly raised his eyelids: "How could I have such an idiot son as you?"
"Ah!" Long Jihai's face turned red.
Master Turtle chuckled and said, "If Chen Wanli makes a move, the Heavenly Demon King will definitely follow suit! He has no one to rely on but to ask our king for help."
I suspect Chen Wanli might not accept the challenge! If he does, he will lose his prestige among the gods, and even if he enters the Moon God Platform, the gods will return to our king's embrace.
So whether he admits defeat or not, the outcome won't change.
Long Jihai gave an "oh," and for some reason, Chen Wanli's cold face flashed through his mind. He had a feeling that it wouldn't be as Turtle Master had said.
at the same time.
The Dragon King's voice rang in the ears of Ancestor Lei Ze: "If you and Hua Xu are willing to side with me after entering the Moon Extreme Divine Platform, I will save the Divine Race out of consideration for our shared destiny!"
To turn against someone? To be two-faced?
Ancestor Lei Ze did not release his divine sense to search, nor did he show the slightest surprise!
Just as Chen Wanli had guessed.
The Dragon King is waiting to collect his chips!
Perhaps the Heavenly Demon King, or even the Demon Emperor, are watching the battle from nearby?
However, he did not want to be a sycophant.
The blue lightning on Ancestor Lei Ze's body gathered more and more, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Within the barrier formed by the blue light, he erupted in fury, bolts of lightning exploding like feathers.
"The old man wants to fight us to the death?" Wu Yang revealed a playful smile.
The entire army behind Chi Qi slowly appeared, and one could vaguely see huge magical artifacts in the formation.
Besides the magical artifacts that could destroy cities and break formations, the more than a dozen movable magic array towers were the most eye-catching.
These towering towers, some tens of feet high, were made of an unknown material, and each had a demonic bead emitting a ghostly light at its apex.
The invisible energy between the magic orbs intertwined, connecting more than a dozen magic towers into one.
Each magic tower can hold over a thousand demon generals.
The demonic energy of tens of thousands of demon generals was gathered together by more than a dozen demon towers and projected into the main tower.
Chi Qi flew into the main demon tower, and a huge, almost tangible demonic shadow immediately appeared in the void.
It was like the descent of a giant god in ancient legends.
Its body alone is over ten feet tall.
It threw a punch at Ancestor Lei Ze.
The overwhelming demonic energy carried an overwhelming and destructive power.
The barrier in front of the Protoss army was destroyed almost instantly, and a demonic aura that made their blood seem to freeze rushed into their bodies.
The circulation of divine energy ceased at this moment.
It was as if the person before them was not a half-saint, but a terrifying being like the Demon King of Heaven and Earth.
The troll god-like figure swung its long arm, its fist falling like a giant hammer towards Ancestor Lei Ze's head.
It was as if a mountain had fallen from the sky, carrying a devastating force that terrified anyone.
Ancestor Lei Ze's expression changed slightly, and the others behind him, including Xuan San and Xuan Lie, showed expressions of shock.
"Old Ghost Lei Ze can't withstand this attack!"
At the mountaintop, the Dragon King extended his long, slender fingers, his eyes revealing reluctance, but his brows furrowed as if he was unwilling to give up his plan so easily.
They watched helplessly as Ancestor Lei Ze, his body crackling with electricity, fearlessly charged into battle.
Behind them followed three familiar figures: Xuan San, Xuan Lie Lei Jiang…
next moment.
Lei Ze, Xuan Lie, and the other two felt their bodies being suddenly "sucked" backward, and the scene in front of them began to be rapidly pulled away.
Once they regained their footing, a huge fist collided with the troll spirit's hammer shadow.
Within the exploding energy vortex, a figure in a green robe surged, his posture upright and familiar.
His cold expression remained unchanged.
It even carried a hint of mocking sneer.
He exuded a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.
Merely enveloped by the aftershocks of its aura, the Heavenly Demon Army and even the Silver Demon Lord once again felt suffocated.
Under the combined force of these two forces, the troll spirit vanished into the void as if it had never existed.
"Humans, the human race?"
Wu Yang slightly raised his eyelids and his gaze fell on Chen Wanli.
The other person's appearance was completely unfamiliar, but their strength was extremely fierce.
However, it is not afraid.
The army of 150,000 Heavenly Demons is not something even a lowly Nascent Soul cultivator could gain an advantage against!
But the human race is now quite well-known in the Demon Cave.
Wu Yang did not underestimate the enemy. He turned to a small squad in the army behind him and said, "Quickly report the military situation to the Heavenly Demon King!"
These words were naturally a show of defiance towards the gods.
"Chen Shenzu!"
Old Ancestor Lei Ze and several others retreated behind Chen Wanli.
Everyone was filled with excitement!
What a powerful punch!
He single-handedly restored the Protoss's confidence with a single punch!
Chen Wanli curled his lip: "These ugly things, why do they have to talk so much!"
"???"
Even when facing an army of 100,000, he still maintained his fearless demeanor.
It's both frustrating and reassuring, as always.
"How laughable that one person dares to try and stop my 100,000 Heavenly Demon Army!" Chi Qi once again activated the collective magic power within the Demon Tower.
Wu Yang also began to perform hand seals, mobilizing the power within the army formation.
This human is not afraid of battle!
Did he really want to fight against himself, who actually controlled an army of 100,000, and the Heavenly Demon King, one of the strongest beings in the Demon Cave?
If I'm not mistaken, Chen Wanli's aura, though terrifying, is definitely not at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Is this person a water tank that has come to life? How can it hold so much..."
Chi Qi had just let out a mocking laugh when his words abruptly stopped.
The figure in the green robe fluttered in the wind, leaving a phantom image in the void.
Although Wu Yang did not expect Chen Wanli to actually make a move, he was still somewhat prepared.
The magic seal formed by the fingertips is released.
The Three Illusions of the Heavenly Demon!
In an instant, the demonic energy of the 100,000-strong army surged, covering an area of hundreds of miles.
Such vast demonic energy transformed into three giant demon spirits, each nine feet tall.
His physical strength is comparable to that of any Nascent Soul cultivator.
This technique, as the core of the Heavenly Demon Army Formation Battle Strategy, transforms the power of 100,000 troops into three giant demon spirits with the combat power of a Nascent Soul cultivator!
A slightly weaker opponent can be sent to their grave with just one move!
The ghostly light in the Misty Sun Demon Eyes was half-closed.
Full of confidence.
The demon army roared, eager to witness the troll spirit tearing apart everything in its path.
Three giant demon spirits attacked Chen Wanli from different directions.
Chi Qi also gathered the power of the Demon Tower and condensed a fourth giant demon spirit, which captured Chen Wanli's waist.
However, the next second.
All they could see were the golden flames soaring into the sky.
Within moments, golden flames swept across all directions.
In their terror, one of the demons finally saw the golden flames emanating from the young man's cold eyes.
The troll spirit's body, engulfed in golden flames, hissed and emitted black smoke, like oil being boiled in a raging fire.
The four troll spirits were completely devoured by the golden fire in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, a hand as white as jade landed on Wu Yang's head, and a jade axe that shimmered with light slashed fiercely at the army formation!
Wu Yang's physical body, formed from demonic energy, was directly shattered amidst the demonic energy surrounding the 100,000-strong army.
A fist pierced through his heart, crushing the two wisps of demonic energy bestowed by the Demon King of Heaven and Earth along with it.
The army's leader, Venerable Wuyang, had his body instantly shattered, his head flying off and being struck squarely by the falling jade axe, splitting into pieces like a large watermelon.
It transformed into wisps of demonic energy and returned to the void.
It still has countless military formations and tactics that it hasn't had time to use!
The figure in the green robe moved without stopping, like a sharp blade charging into the army.
The immense primordial chaos energy poured out and attached itself to the Jade Axe Star River.
These days, the spirit Xinghe, who had been dormant for a long time, seemed to have been activated, excitedly urging the magic array power on the axe.
Countless axe shadows, layer upon layer, surged forth in an endless stream.
To the naked eye, where the brilliance passed, the light and shadow shattered; where the blade touched, blood and limbs flew everywhere.
Chen Wanli charged into the army of 100,000 as if he were in an empty field.
In an instant, the cries of the fleeing soldiers filled the field, and the army formation collapsed.
Inside the Demon Tower, Chi Qi experienced for the first time what it meant to be utterly terrified!
In cultivator warfare, unless the combat power at the Nascent Soul level is restrained by an expert of the same realm, even the strongest military formation is just a joke!
At the Nascent Soul stage, the Demon race had consistently suppressed the God race, making them forget that true top-tier combat power was unchallengeable!
The old ancestor Lei Ze and the divine army behind him stared wide-eyed, so shocked that they forgot to breathe for a long time.
Until a resounding "Kill!" exploded outwards.
They were suddenly jolted awake.
"Kill!!!" Ancestor Lei Ze took the lead.
Thousands of divine soldiers, led by powerful figures like Xuan Lie and Xuan San, swooped down on the Heavenly Demon Army.
Darkness descended, and blood flowed like rivers!
The Dragon King was still on the mountaintop, but his casual sitting posture startled him so much that he stood up, his face full of astonishment.
Damn it, the script I wrote can't be like this!
If the Heavenly Demon King sees the miserable state of the Heavenly Demon Army, how could he let it go? Is Chen Wanli truly unafraid of the Heavenly Demon King taking action?
"It's over! That madwoman will skin me alive too!" the Dragon King murmured, his eyes glazed over...