Six years later.
Nora Year 282.
There are 100 years left until the Dragon Ruins Mysterious Realm opens.
God-forsaken Continent.
The sky here is always shrouded in a faint haze.
The demonic aura swirls around, the lower one descends, the denser it becomes, eventually turning into demonic fog that blankets much of the continent.
Demonic creatures, black beasts, and demons occupy the natural caves as their nests.
The corpses of wizards and alien races are frequently seen.
The cruelty of war is laid bare for all to see.
This marks the seventieth year since the start of the Blood Battle.
Following the Eighth Legion led by the Flame Demon Tyrant, Casas, his elite Third Legion, the Burning Expedition, also descended upon this land.
The Burning Expeditionary Army consists of the finest warriors under the Flame Demon Tyrant’s command.
Among them are hundreds of demon lords, of various sizes and ranks.
The pressure on the Wizard Council continues to mount.
The composition of the Burning Expeditionary Army predominantly consists of flame demons.
The Flame Demon Fire rampages across the lands, causing crustal shifts and magma eruptions, turning the God-forsaken Continent into a purgatory on earth.
To counter these numerous flame demons, not only have the Bright Faction, Ocean Faction, and Frost official battle groups joined forces, but numerous demon-hunting wizards from the populace have also flocked here.
The protracted battles show no signs of ending.
On a battlefield engulfed in raging flames.
A Level 7 Early-Stage Flame Demon Lord, wielding a greatsword forged from Flame Demon Fire, roared and swung the blade fiercely.
Blades of fire stretched tens of miles, shredding the world into fragments.
Hovering beside it, two Sixth Circle Perfection-level auras clashed amid the clouds.
A towering Ancient God, standing five hundred meters tall, riding a White Elephant with a thousand hands shielding the sky, appeared like a celestial Buddha in the heavens.
“Radiant King World Suppressing Fist!”
RUMBLE!
Waves of fist wind, forming walls of cyan energy, pressed toward the Flame Demon from all directions!
Within his wizard form, Gandaph stood majestic, his body covered with seven million shimmering Ancient God Runes, resembling dense scales that inspired an unparalleled sense of security.
After three hundred years of cultivation, the Thousand-Handed Ancient God Body Refining Technique was not far from reaching the seventh-circle milestone.
When his Ancient God Runes break through ten million, the moment of advancement will come.
Among the gaps in the Ancient God Runes were radiant Heavenly Dragon Runes imbued with the aura of wind.
With them, each of Gandaph’s movements was accompanied by dragon’s roars, elephants trumpeting, and the rumble of tigers and leopards.
As the dense fist wind shattered the magma armor protecting the surface of the Level 7 Flame Demon layer by layer,
the Flame Demon’s strength seemed endless, quickly reforming new armor.
“Die!”
The World-Destroying Flame Sword slashed toward the Ancient God!
Thousands of arms shielded his chest, and the Radiant King Vajra Bracelet shone brightly.
Accompanied by the sound of clashing metals, the Demon Suppressing Ming King was sent flying.
The Flame Demon advanced with relentless aggression, continuing to strike at the Demon Suppressing Ming King!
In that split-second.
An inconspicuous snowball fell upon the Flame Demon’s head and exploded with a loud bang.
“Freeze!”
A surge of Frost Power erupted instantly, cooling and solidifying even the magma on the ground.
Falling snow and ice encased the Flame Demon’s body beneath a thick layer of frost.
In an instant, it was completely frozen.
ROAR! Amid the dragon’s roar, the Holy Infant descended from the sky, his purple hair flowing as he rode atop the Purple Extreme Holy Dragon, his purple wizard robe billowing.
The majestic Purple Divine Dragon, stretching nearly a thousand meters, was extraordinary, with nine faintly shimmering witch marks on its forehead in shades of red and blue.
He stood upright on the Holy Dragon’s head, with a weak, floating little snowball on his shoulder.
It was his companion spirit, the Snow King.
Over the years, as his cultivation advanced and he consumed the Frost King’s Finger, the power of the Snow King also surged.
A full-strength strike could even momentarily immobilize a Level 7 Flame Demon.