Buzz! A sudden change occurred.
A pitch-black river emerged from the void, hanging upside down from the sky.
A minotaur with a towering physique swung a sickle, reeling back the true soul.
"No! No! No!"
The true soul of the Level 9 Demon was cast into the river.
The minotaur was Mosi, who had once dealt with Levi as an Underworld merchant.
This time, with the alliance between the Underworld and the Wizard World, he was sent here for support.
"You really think you’re a true immortal god? I’ve been working in the Underworld for ten thousand years, and I don’t even dare to dream of immortality, yet you want to come back? Get lost!" the minotaur couldn’t help but curse.
Taking away the true soul, he gazed into the distance.
"The Netherworld Ancestor said that the power of that King of the Underworld has awakened further. It’s only been a thousand years, and he’s already at level 8. Truly terrifying. These second-generation offspring of the Mother River are truly remarkable. When can I likewise achieve the status of an immortal in the Underworld?"
...
Dragon Flame City.
The Dragon Flame God sat in his estate.
Inside the crystal ball before him, scenes flashed continuously.
He looked toward the West Sea.
"Two Level 9 Demons risking their lives to deal with a supernova, the Abyss is truly willing to go all out. With the strength of the Dusk Palace Master, he should be able to contend with one... As for the other, I believe the Golden Walker will make the right choice. Ordinarily, there should be no problem, but why do I have a premonition that there are variables in this battle? What have I missed?"
He opened his mouth to spit.
A miniature Flame Divine Dragon drew complex and mysterious astrological symbols in the void.
The trajectories and nodes of billions of events whirled like program code.
At the same time.
In the Land of Darkness.
Adam felt the tremor of the Dark Sun Badge on his chest.
"Are you divining my fate again? But in terms of astrology, it seems the Dark Sun has the upper hand."
...
As the full-scale war began.
In the Land of Nora, the demonic attack came like a sudden storm.
Blood and fire spread with even greater ferocity.
Ordinary wizards and alien races engaged in a blood battle with the demons below.
High in the heavens.
The walkers, King of the Underworld, strong alien races, and Level 9 Demons unleashed the most intense collisions.
Columns of demonic aura rose across the Nora Four Seas and numerous continents.
Near the Continent Bridge and other key public facilities, the war was especially fierce.
In the Land of the North Sea.
The Thunder Light Wizard Group, led by the Annihilation Realm Thunder, was on full alert.
Above them descended a Flame Demon, two thousand meters high, with bull horns on its head.
It exuded a murderous aura, laughing eerily, with a huge axe in its hand pointing downward.
"Are you the Annihilation Realm Thunder·Harvis?"
"I am."
"Die!"
The Flame Demon swung its axe, instantly vaporizing the sea surface within a thousand miles, causing magma from the earth core to flow.
At the same time, brilliant array lights shot into the sky.
A thousand Warband Wizards assembled like stars sprawling across the firmament.
Harvis stood atop the Thunder God Projection.
Accompanied by Thunder Roc and Human-faced Thunder Snake, two Glorious Sun-Grade spiritual creatures.
He was spirited, with an upturned smile:
"Thunder Light Wizard Group, assemble into the Thousand Star God Destruction Formation! Today, we shall slay the demons that defy God!"
Such battles unfolded simultaneously in multiple places.
This was the most intense wave of attacks since the demons had launched their blood battle.
They came at any cost, charging to their deaths.
If this wave of assaults could not be withstood, the future of Nora would be obvious.