Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 285 King
An ancient epic is unfolding in reality, with the will of the gods interfering in the mortal world through their chosen people.

This may well be a turning point in history.

"Hissing sounds echoed continuously."

On the battlefield of the underworld, three little mirror demons who had already arrived at their designated locations underwent mutations at the same time.

When it transformed into a giant mirror demon the size of a truck, spatial gates were opened in three areas of the battlefield.

"Come on!"

One of them was the group of prisoners who were trying to escape.

Desperate, they are running aimlessly; the howls and stench of demons are not far off.

Once they are caught, turning into a pile of pulverized flesh and blood might only take a moment.

"Form ranks! Defend!"

From the suddenly opened gate, squads of armored knights appeared.

The guardians of the kingdom have fulfilled their duties.

The shield bearers quickly spread out, and the support mages who followed closely worked to modify the terrain.

Fossil to mud is truly the best battlefield spell; temporary bunkers and trenches were constructed in just a few seconds.

"Boom!" The floodwaters crashed against the wall.

The chaotic torrents of demons collided with the knights, death and flesh arrived simultaneously, screams filled the air, but even louder were the various battle cries.

"For justice!"

"For my lord!"

Behind the shield guards, lightsabers gleamed.

The paladins of various churches, some calling upon the name of God, others acting in the name of justice and goodness, charged toward the vanguard of the demon legion.

"Boom!"

Fireballs erupted amidst the demons' war formation, but this time, the effect was surprisingly poor. It was common knowledge that demons had high fire resistance, and other elemental spells were also generally ineffective against these fiends from the bottomless abyss.

The attack spells of mages of low to mid skill level are always ineffective against the inhabitants of lower planes.

Faced with such an opponent, their true strength always lies with them.
"Don't retreat! For the kingdom, for our families!"

The knights, wielding lances or wielding various heavy weapons, are the main attackers, possessing the strongest overall combat power in the formation.

Compared to the almost limitless demon army, the number of knights who had just rushed out of the portal was limited, but they were well-organized and worked together professionally.

"Die! You filthy demon!" Some blocked with their swords, some with their shields, and others gritted their teeth, using their armor to plug the gaps in their defenses.

They were like a dam holding back a flood, forcefully stopping the raging tide.

People kept falling behind, people kept dying. But the knights behind gritted their teeth and held on.

Some people hesitated, and some even deserted their posts, but as long as a position became available, someone would grit their teeth and step up.

"For survival." Someone recalled Princess Dania's words from earlier.

For their own survival, for the survival of their families, for the continuation of their organizations (and also for the benefit of future generations), and even more so for the continuation of their race.

They fight for survival, for continuation, for future generations, for a final resting place, and for the sake of being remembered for their sacrifice and honor even after they die.

"Fight for survival!"

"Live! If you won't let us live, we'll make you die first!"

Finally, all the slogans and battle cries were replaced with the very first one.

Whether human or animal, survival is always the primary need.

The "dam" that was about to collapse gradually held up, not because they liked to sacrifice, but because they knew they had nowhere to retreat to. If they hid here, where could they escape to?
On the other side, a newly formed Mirror Demon was immediately targeted by concentrated fire.

The high-level demons, floating in the air, lunged at the unfolding dimensional gate. Being experts in dimensional warfare, they knew what constituted a high-threat target.
"Exile".

"Glacier formation".

"Death Finger!"

The high-level spells that came at him head-on knocked him down.

The fully armed archmages emerged, escorted by high-ranking warriors and mercenaries.

Not only were they archmages, but most of these guards were high-level professionals of the fifth rank or above.

This is the altar area, also the area of ​​blood sacrifice, a battlefield destined to be the most intense.

The little mirror demon that floated over opened a portal to the other party's "respawn point". After stepping out of the portal, Gao Huan's spells were fired like a machine gun, and the archmages of Radiant City could no longer hold back.

Regarding alien invasions, only by containing Princess Dania's "sacrifice" before they enter "explosive growth mode" can a surprise attack that transcends spatial limitations be possible.

This is destined to be the most difficult and important battlefield. Only by removing these altars as soon as possible can this nightmare end.

The high-ranking mages and priests were casting spells with all their might, while the greatswordsmen and great knights were charging forward in a frenzy. This was where the most elite fighting force of Radiant City was concentrated.

"For Aetherine! For the princess!" The retired old city lord rushed to the front.

This is indeed thanks to "Danya's sacrifice". At this moment, the three Great Mirror Demons were catalyzed by divine power and underwent a transformation, completing the most perfect layout for airdrop.

The knights halted the demon army's further blood sacrifices, while the elite and high-ranking officers seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the currently empty dimensional gate. Once the blood sacrifices ceased, the demon army's speed of exiting the gate would slow, potentially allowing for a forced breakthrough. Tactically, it was nearly perfect; what remained was perhaps only a matter of resolve.

"For the Kingdom." The high knights and mages finally broke through the demons' defenses and destroyed the first altar.

Even though there are still too many altars and abyssal rifts in this area, at least we see the possibility of ending the nightmare.

As for Dania herself, who is being mentioned repeatedly.
"The time for reckoning has come. Die, you traitor!"

Divine lightning flashed underground, and chosen people, who could be seen as spokespeople for the will of the gods, drifted into the battlefield.

"Ahhh!"

Finally, Julian panicked and quickly dodged away.

For the first time since the start of the war, he felt fear. If he were hit by such an attack, he would likely be completely "purified," prematurely ending his long lifespan.

"Snapped."

With divine fire emanating from her golden hair, the girl slowly descended, the divinely bestowed scepter still wreathed in blue and red lightning.

The only superhumans who directly use divine power as a weapon are probably the elect.

"Humph."

She glanced at Hela, whose face was full of fatigue, and was first a little uneasy, then she looked smug, like a cat who had won a fight between cats and dogs.

"Idiot. What good news is this?!"

Her sister, however, cursed loudly in displeasure.

"Hmph, you just don't understand." Some things are better left unknown.

As a third party, Rean, who seemed to be ignored by the sisters, suddenly realized that perhaps the sisters' relationship was not as bad as it seemed.

Dania's gaze fell on Julian; if she couldn't end him, there was still a chance of things changing.

As a newly elevated chosen one of God, she is under the watchful eye of God's will. She must prove her abilities and potential.

"Konungr (King)," she said, revealing her trump card.

But unlike the dragon's might that was suppressed before, this time, Rean didn't even feel it.

".Surtr (flame)".

That's because the word hasn't ended.

"Boom!"

The balance of the elements was shattered, perfect phrases were recited, and the king summoned the king.

"Who is it! Who dares to call out to me!"

A furious roar echoed throughout the world as the elemental lords were forcibly dragged to this plane.

"konungr Surtr (Summon the Fire Tyrant!)!"

It immediately flew into a rage. The entire space trembled, but powerful divine energy continued to pour into Longyan, further binding it.

A hand and a head emerged from the ruptured volcano.

The air boiled and twisted, and the King of Flames was forever in a rage.

That one eye was even bigger than Rean's size. Rean, who was being glanced at, felt his own death.

And even more hatred was directed at its summoner.

"Kill him, permanently." Dania simply pointed silently at the bewildered demon.

"No, no! Impossible! How could you possibly have this power!"

At that moment, Julian even attempted suicide, but it was too late.

"You will shine for a thousand, ten thousand years for the humiliation suffered by the eternal king!"

The enraged king did not utter his own name; being forcibly summoned to the ground was a humiliation to him.

"Snapped!"

The arm suddenly stretched out and then suddenly fell.

On the ground, there was a bloodstain that looked like a "mosquito corpse".

"Snapped!"

With a sudden swipe of its claw, it dug up the entire area, including the land itself.

For some beings, death is not the end, but perhaps Julian is already longing for a sweet, eternal death.

"Go back!"

Dania canceled the summoning, but the enormous elemental lord was unwilling to leave. He furiously dug around, but was eventually dragged back to the elemental plane.

However, the transparent demonic ghost surrounding that lump of "Julian scum" was already howling in agony.

It will face an eternal nightmare.

(End of this chapter)