Chapter 497

After that, Sealer, a Level Six immortal's host body, disintegrated on the spot, turning into a few black and gray balls of light that floated in the air, exuding an aura of the same origin as the Demonic Qi.

Lord Daoyuan quickly put them away, his expression becoming more and more unsightly.

Including the left arm, the four limbs of the true demons sealed in the Demon-Sealing Abyss were only burdens to the other Celestial Lords, but they were of great use to him and the others. This was also the reason why he risked descending at such a critical moment to ask the Sorcerer for the left arm. But now, not only had his request failed, the Sorcerer was going to snatch the rest of the limbs. He absolutely could not allow this to happen.

Even if he could not stop it, he had to delay it as much as possible.

He inserted his index finger into his temple, hooked out wisps of spiritual energy, and then crushed them one by one. At the same time, he said, "Go and do it."

Some of the most common coordinates in the cataclysm area gathered terrifying Demonic Qi, and the void was corroded into a black hole. Countless demons sat cross-legged in the black hole with their eyes closed. All of them were of the Hyperdimensional level, and there were Level Nine demons in each group.

They were very different from the demons that the Sorcerer had discovered so far. Aside from the strange color and feeling of their bodies, they did not have any tendency to mutate. They were orderly and silent, just like a group of real soldiers. It was easy to see that they must have a clear mind by comparison.

Just as Lord Daoyuan crushed the spiritual energy and gave the order, the Level Nine demons in the group suddenly opened their eyes, and the Demonic Qi that had gathered swayed with him as the center. All the demons that were blown by the Demonic Qi instantly woke up, stood up, and neatly stepped forward into the void.

The Demonic Qi turned into a black cloud, dragging under their feet as they headed toward the Demon-Sealing Abyss. In the process, wandering demons kept gathering, and their numbers grew larger and larger, gradually turning into a black storm.

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Cole Wallace was a Level Eight Hyperdimensional Sorcerer. He was leading his army to a small plane called Kara.

The native race of Kara was the Seafolk, and the society was composed of all kinds of intelligent sea creatures. The strongest force in the plane was the four Level Eight Seafolk in the Sea Temple. They were discovered by a small group of wandering demons 755 years ago.

Similarly, there were no level-4 creatures among the demons. However, the Seafolk were gradually falling into a disadvantageous position. Hence, after hearing the broadcast, the Seafolk who called himself the Sea God immediately sent a group of envoys to Xin Yati.

There were innumerable small realms like this. Most of them were handed over to Hyperdimensional mages who had free time, including free Hyperdimensional mages, to aid and subdue them. As the mages' research on Demonic Qi deepened, and as more and more methods of resistance were developed, Cole felt that this expedition was nothing more than a benefit. Even if his' personal income tax 'was as high as forty percent, he would still make a huge profit.

"According to the current speed of the starship, we will arrive at Cara after the next jump." The person in charge of the diplomatic mission was the Mermaid Goddess of the Sea, Grace. Like most of the races who came to Xin Yati to see the power of the World of Mages, she quickly adjusted her position. The arrogance of being in a high position for a long time was deeply buried in the deepest part of her heart. "Sir Cole, the Sea Temple of the Kara Realm sincerely thanks you for your help."

"You don't need to thank me, but I hope you can fulfill your promise."

Cole said with a smile, but his eyes were very cold when he looked at Grace. He never needed anything like thanks. In his heart, Grace was just a level-3 slave. From the moment he decided to go to war, everything in the Kara Realm had become his private property. Did a master need the gratitude of a slave? The answer was undoubtedly no. All he needed was obedience.

Cole's gaze was so direct that Grace's heart surged with anger, but she immediately suppressed it. The situation was stronger than the person. She vaguely knew what the future of Kara would be, but for the sake of the continuation of her race, she had no other choice but to accept it.

"Please rest assured that I will never lie to you. Kara has endless water resources. As long as you can help the Seafolk eliminate the demons, we are willing to share them with you. However, Kara's future …"

Cole's smile became brighter, but his answer was noncommittal. "We can talk about Kara's future after we eliminate the demons. No matter how much I promise now, if I can't eliminate the demons, it's just empty talk, isn't it?"

After that, without waiting for Grace to answer, the last transition ended, and they arrived at their destination.

They saw a giant sword falling from the sky and splitting the Kara Realm floating in the void into two.

Grace looked at this scene in a daze, and then she frantically stepped forward to grab Cole and shouted at him, "Help us! You promised me! Help us! We are willing to be your slaves! "

The calmness that Cole had been maintaining completely disappeared. He sent Grace flying and said ferociously, "Go away! Do you know what that is? You idiot! "

Grace's face was full of tears. Her tears fell to the ground. They were water materials that exuded great energy. Mermaids rarely cried because every time they cried, they consumed their own origin and overdrew their life force. However, at this time, she was no longer in the mood to care about this.

"Save us! Please! "She rolled and crawled to Cole's feet and cried.

However, in the short few seconds that they were talking, the greatsword slashed out several times consecutively, completely slashing the Kara Plane into pieces. The seawater was dyed red and then evaporated completely in void space.

The level nine demon and its army had discovered the starship. The sword was a level nine attack, and the master of the sword was a level nine demon!

The intelligence was wrong. This was definitely not an enemy that he and his army could resist!

However, it was all too late. He slumped against the starship's command console and connected to the broadcast channel. "Everyone, we have failed. Kill yourselves."

— — —

Xin Yati, General Command.

"Your Excellency, after Salat, Ankud, and the other thirteen directions, the Kara Realm Expeditionary Force has been wiped out."

This was the fourteenth news of total annihilation in just over a year, and most of them were far away from the Demon-Sealing Abyss. Previously, the headquarters did not even know that there were enemies in that direction that could easily destroy the army. However, the headquarters still did not know the number and scale of the enemy because the army was wiped out in an instant. There was no chance to send back images or revive.

The cataclysm area was so big that the mages could not effectively control the situation.

However, this time, the battle staff brought back relatively good news. "The commander of the Kara Realm Expeditionary Force, Cole Wallace, sent back images of what happened before the destruction. Cole himself and 15% of the mages under his command have successfully entered the resurrection channel."

Adam and all the higher-ups of the headquarters suddenly stood up. "Broadcast the images. Revive Cole immediately and bring him to see me."