Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 742: Chapter 554: Explosion!

Land of Fallen Gods.

On a desolate land, three figures were running swiftly, and behind them, seven figures were in pursuit.

”What should we do?”

Xie Yixiao asked as he raced forward, his silhouette tinged with urgency and despair.

As a Glory All-Star, he no longer had the same confident demeanor he possessed in the past. He appeared extremely disheveled, his long hair in disarray, clothes stained with blood, and an injury on his waist.

”We can’t fight them, we can only run. The other side has seven people, and most likely, there will be a King leading them. If it’s a Martial King, it’s slightly better.”

Zhao Zhou said with an unpleasant expression.

They had entered the Land of Fallen Gods three days ago and had been hunted for three days as well.

During the pursuit, the team was forced to split apart.

With fewer people, the target naturally wasn’t as large, but if they ran into an enemy squad, they could only flee.

The Land of Fallen Gods was desolate, without forests or any cover. Trying to shake off the enemy was nearly impossible.

”If we split up and run, there’s still a glimmer of hope.”

Chen Junhao said.

Xie Yixiao’s body trembled, his face turned somewhat pale.

Splitting up meant Zhao Zhou and Chen Junhao had a great chance of escaping alive, but he absolutely couldn’t escape, and might even be captured alive.

Thinking of the consequences of being captured alive, he couldn’t help but shudder.

It would be better to commit suicide for a quicker end.

At this moment, he regretted joining the King Becoming plan.

He also regretted entering the Land of Fallen Gods so early.

”Someone!”

Xie Yixiao looked up towards the sky, a hint of delight in his eyes. Five figures were flying over them, but because of the height, he couldn’t see their appearances clearly. Judging by their clothing, they should be Western participants in this competition.

”Help!”

Xie Yixiao shouted loudly, waving continuously, but the other side merely glanced down at them without any intention of helping, disappearing over the horizon in a flash.

”Damn it!”

Xie Yixiao lowered his waving hand and cursed.

As hope faded, his pace gradually slowed.

It’s not that they weren’t trying to escape, nor was it due to lack of strength, but they had already been surrounded.

The three stood back-to-back, slowly moving their feet, their gazes icy as they watched the alien race men slowly surround them.

”Fight to the death!”

Chen Junhao said fiercely, his soul power surging within, a strong golden light burst from his body, his pupils turning brown-yellow, with a circle of black markings around his eyes. His muscles wriggled like snakes lurking beneath his skin, a series of bone-cracking sounds echoing as his figure suddenly grew taller, his body robust and large, covered in thick brown fur, appearing long and dense.

Chen Junhao had refined the Air Demon Bear ranked 53rd on the Earth Chart, whose innate soul skill was Gravity Control.

His professional direction was the same as Ye Xing’s, both being Berserkers.

Before retiring, he was the first alliance Berserker.

Ye Xing’s Frenzied Giant Beast innate skill was Frenzy, in terms of power, no one could contend with him.

Chen Junhao’s power wasn’t as frenetic as Ye Xing’s, but with his Gravity Control ability, his attack methods were more diverse, not just being a Berserker, but recognized as a Control Type expert.

After Chen Junhao’s Demon Transformation, Zhao Zhou also followed with his own Demon Transformation.

”Ah!”

Zhao Zhou roared, his body slightly hunched as if enduring pain.

Amidst his roar, his pupils turned dark green, black spikes protruding from his back. A layer of black armor covered his chest and joints, while behind him, three scorpion tails, four to five meters long, glimmered with metallic light, their surfaces lined with fierce barbs, swaying slightly.

Compared to their appearances, Xie Yixiao appeared much more elegant, like a handsome Elf.

As the three of them underwent Demon Transformation, seven alien race men confronted them, no more than ten meters apart, three of whom had also entered the Demon Transformation state.

Without warning, a mass of dark red flames exploded before Xie Yixiao and the others, accompanied by a loud bang, the fire seemed intent on engulfing the three but was heavily suppressed by an invisible force, rippling across the ground.

Zhao Zhou stepped forward, slightly lowered his head, and his scorpion tail lashed out like a long whip towards an oncoming alien race man, moving as fast as lightning, its attack trajectory indistinguishable.

The alien race man tilted his body to avoid it, the scorpion tail just grazing past his ear. Before he could make his next move, the scorpion tail unexpectedly reversed course, grazing his arm, and lashed back behind Zhao Zhou.

”You’re dead.”

Zhao Zhou said in a calm tone.

The alien race man wore an expression of horror, his skin rapidly turning black.

”Slash.”

A blade of light descended, slicing off the alien race man’s right arm, his arm falling to the ground, the blood oozing from the wound already turned black and showed signs of coagulation.

”As expected of the Earth Chart’s Three-tailed Scorpion, what a powerful poison!”

A bald man sheathed the large knife in his hand, the disdain on his face turning serious.

All those who could enter the Land of Fallen Gods were experts of the Human Race, one step away from becoming Kings. Their abilities were weaker than his, but in terms of Demon Spirit, Soul Skill, and talents, they surpassed him.

Even with a numerical advantage, they had to be extremely cautious, or the outcome would be tragic.

”Ah.”

Even after having an arm severed in time, the alien man was not out of danger, his face still black with exhaustion and weakness, collapsing to the ground in pain and wailing.

Even if he didn’t die, he was already devoid of combat ability.

”Kill.”

With an angry shout, the bald male radiated brilliant light, leaping high into the air as a purple giant eagle over thirty meters in length appeared in the sky, with him positioned inside the head of the giant eagle.

The giant eagle flapped its wings, winds sweeping through, sand and stones flying on the ground, resonating loudly in the sky. Amidst the howling, arcs of purple lightning flickered.

”It’s actually a Spirit King, not just any Spirit King, but one refined with a Purple Wind Eagle.”

Chen Junhao wanted to curse, his expression turning grave, fearing that someone might have to stay behind this time.

Chen Junhao’s gaze swept over Xie Yixiao, the latter seemed to sense it and turned around, but by then, Chen Junhao had already looked away.

Xie Yixiao suppressed his anxiety, waved his hands, and launched an attack.

Six streaks of lightning appeared almost simultaneously above those six people, some evaded, others activated a barrier.

This Instantaneous Lightning technique was Xie Yixiao’s signature skill.

Its power might not be exceptional, but it was perfect for holding the enemy in check.

He didn’t attack the bald male; the Life Soul of a Spirit King was something he couldn’t harm in the slightest with his strength.

As Xie Yixiao attacked, the purple giant eagle in mid-air flapped its wings, creating massive Wind Blades that appeared out of nowhere, flying down towards the three of them like a vast covering sky.

Xie Yixiao and Zhao Zhou clung closely to Chen Junhao.

”Roar.”

Chen Junhao let out a loud shout, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space. The Wind Blades shattered and disappeared, but soon more Wind Blades came rushing towards the trio.

Simultaneously, a scorching heat wave rolled in from all directions, but before it could get closer, it was pressed down by gravity, flowing on the ground like water.

”This won’t do, once our Soul Power is depleted, we’re doomed. After a while, the three of us should unleash our ultimate move together,”

Zhao Zhou quickly said.

Faced with the siege of seven, one being a powerful Spirit King, they could only hold on with great difficulty, having no means of escape.

Chen Junhao remained silent.

Zhao Zhou didn’t elaborate, but the implication was clear — to escape separately.

But if they separated, Xie Yixiao would be certain to die.

Xie Yixiao clearly understood as well, a hint of a sad smile appeared on his lips, yet he harbored no resentment.

If it were him, he would do the same.

No one is that altruistic, especially since they weren’t closely acquainted, just a temporarily assembled team.

Just as despair crept into Xie Yixiao’s heart, a figure suddenly appeared within his sight.

Was that an old man?

How could an elderly man appear in the Land of Fallen Gods?

Before Xie Yixiao could react, the corpulent old man had already rushed towards them, at great speed. When he was a hundred meters away, he flashed, appearing in the midst of the six alien men as if by instant teleportation.

”Haha.”

Accompanied by laughter, the fat old man turned entirely red, releasing a terrifying Qi and Blood Power. His body expanded visibly, shockingly. A loud explosion resounded, blood splattered, and the space distorted as if wrinkled, with dreadful gray fissures appearing and rapidly extending.

The six alien men’s eyes filled with terror; they didn’t have time to dodge and were swallowed by the spatial fissures, leaving dismembered limbs scattered.

The scene fell into silence.

The howling wind stopped abruptly.

Xie Yixiao’s gaze was somewhat blank, wiping the blood from his face. It was the blood of that fat old man.

He had been bracing himself for death.

Who was that?

Only a King can self-destruct.

And a Spirit King needs to summon their Life Soul to self-destruct. From the overwhelming Qi and Blood Power just now, it was clear that the old man was a Martial King.

But why did a Martial King suddenly appear in the Land of Fallen Gods and chose to self-destruct to save them?

A kilometer away.

Hearing the explosion, Zhang Dongguang flapped his Spiritual Power Wings, hastening over. In the air, he just happened to see his old companion’s self-destruction, his body slightly trembling. His gaze wasn’t too sorrowful but rather he cursed with a smile, ”Damn fatty, for being so fat, you still managed to run faster than me.”