Throne of Gods: The mighty power of the heavens, the holy dragon descends upon the world!

Chapter 110 The Elemental Poison!

Bifrons' head was pierced, and Su Zhe pulled out his spear.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Earth Thunder Demon God managed to escape after taking a shot from Holy Guard No. 8.

Su Zhe was too lazy to chase after him. This guy was too tough. Instead of wasting time killing him, he would rather clean up Badongfeng Province to prevent the demons from getting the news and launching a large-scale invasion. It would be much harder to take over then.

"Set off for Badongfeng Province and annihilate all demons you encounter!"

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Baimon's residence.

A letter was delivered to Baimon's desk.

"Inviting me to divide up the territory of Narik Province... Asmodeus is certainly sensible." Baimon narrowed his eyes, his expression enigmatic.

Meanwhile, the God of Love also received the letter and immediately led his men to the province of Narik.

Baimon moved extremely fast, arriving near the province of Badong in just half a day.

"Strange... I can't sense Andos's presence, and what's with this strong residual light element aura?"

Baimon felt a chill run down his spine and dared not be careless, instantly gripping his black longsword in his hand.

Flying towards the capital of Badongfeng Province, Baimon saw not demons along the way, but skeletal undead.

Baimon knew that something terrible must have happened here. He slapped his left hand toward the location of the Central Province of the Demon Clan, and a dark light shot out rapidly.

"clang!"

Suddenly, a spear thrust out, shattering Baimon's signal.

"Long time no see, Baimon. You want to send a message to the Demon Emperor? Did you get my permission first?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Baimon's pupils contracted slightly, and the next moment, he was filled with rage.

"Su Zhe, I want you to pay for Croselle's life!"

Su Zhe flicked his spear, and eight Holy Guards appeared, including Holy Guard Number Ten, who had returned with a message.

"Take care of yourself first!"

Baimon's gaze swept over the numerous Holy Guards.

"Is this all the confidence you have? Four ninth-tier level one cultivators?"

Bai Meng's tone was mocking. Not long ago, his cultivation level broke through to the fifth level of the ninth rank. Let alone the first level of the ninth rank, even the third level would be crushed by him!

Ignoring him, Saint Guardian Twelve desperately unleashed a slash before returning to the Eternal Melody.

This strike exhausted all of Saint Guardian Twelve's power, making it extremely formidable. Even Baimon had to be careful when dealing with it.

Baimon raised his sword with both hands and slashed down fiercely, the black sword light that pierced the sky and the earth collided with the fiery Shura Slash.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of surging spiritual energy continued to ring out, but the strength of Holy Guard Twelve was ultimately only at the late stage of the eighth rank. Even if it gave it its all, it could only hold off Baimon for a few seconds.

But those few seconds were enough, and all six Holy Guards, except for Holy Guard 11, had surrounded Baimon.

Fire, water, wind, earth, darkness, light.

With the six elements gathered, six colors of light instantly shone brightly.

The soul fire in the eye sockets of the six Holy Guards pulsed wildly, and this skill from thousands or tens of thousands of years ago has finally reappeared!
The six beams of light intersected instantly, and a huge six-pointed star shone brightly. The six holy guards formed a crisscrossing star pattern, leaving Baimon in place.

The creator of this formation was none other than the Necromancer Saint, the Undead Scourge, Elex!

This formation is called the Elemental Poison!
The moment the formation was activated, the figures of the Holy Guards disappeared, leaving only six star lines outlining the formation. When the six-pointed star was fully formed, a huge six-pointed pillar of light shot into the sky and swallowed Baimon's body from below.

At this moment, Baimon, because of Asmodeus's invitation and his extreme confidence after his breakthrough, did not bring the Demon God Pillar with him.

The terrifying six-pointed star completely covered the sky, turning the sky above half of Badongfeng Province into a six-colored expanse.

As the light faded, Baimon's disheveled figure appeared.

The original six magnificent fallen angels had their wings stripped bare, leaving only skeletons. The black longsword had mostly melted away, and their bodies seemed to have been soaked in strong sulfuric acid, corroding most of them.

Baimon's once handsome face was gone; now only half of his face remained, making him look like a zombie among the undead. "Huff, huff..."

Baimon gasped for breath, but felt the scorching air constantly burning his respiratory tract, causing excruciating pain.

Fortunately, Baimon was a ninth-level, fifth-grade cultivator, and a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts. If it were Bai En, he probably wouldn't even be left as a trace.

"What's this……"

Baimon's voice was hoarse, but his still-beating heart told him that if he took another hit like that, he would surely perish.

Unfortunately, the six Holy Guards were exhausted after using this move.

Only a full-force attack from four ninth-tier and two eighth-tier warriors, risking everything, could have wounded the careless Baimon to such an extent.

A phantom image of a platinum dragon head appeared.

"Go ask me in hell."

A phantom of a holy dragon with demonic horns and angelic wings appeared, and Su Zhe's aura reached its peak.

"I won't die so easily!"

Baimon roared. As a ninth-tier, fifth-level super strongman, he had already reached the pinnacle of this world. How could he die so easily!
The black broken sword clashed with the spear, and the terrifying ripples of compressed spiritual energy destroyed everything around them.

The more he fought, the weaker he became; his physical disability had brought him to the end of his life.

"The Demon Emperor will avenge me..." Baimon murmured.

Then, a spear pierced Baimon's heart.

The power of the soul was divided between the Heavenly Saint Rift Spear and the Eternal Melody.

Su Zhe looked into the distance and saw a large number of human warriors marching towards him.

The Warrior Temple Master, Qiu Yonghao, personally led the team.

Along the way, Qiu Yonghao could hardly believe his eyes. The vast provinces of Narik and Padangfeng were now reduced to only a handful of cats and dogs.

Su Zhe has truly conquered the Demon Clan's territory!
Asmodeus, the Dragon Rider Demon God; Andos, the Black Raven Demon God; Byrne, the Hidden Demon God; and Bifrons, the Monster Demon God.

And, before me, the angel and demon god Baimon!

Qiu Yonghao's eyes widened in shock. He knew that Bai Meng was even stronger than him. How did Su Zhe manage to do that?
"Palace Master Qiu, I have not failed in my mission."

Su Zhe landed on the ground and said with a smile.

"Good, good, good!"

Qiu Yonghao was so excited he could hardly contain himself. "I'll arrange for people to build the city wall right away. It's time to reap some of the benefits of thousands of years of hatred!"

"Let's set up a checkpoint in Narik Province. I plan to trade some things with the demons here."

"Moreover, the two provinces are too large, which is not conducive to defense."

Upon hearing Su Zhe's words, Qiu Yonghao nodded without hesitation.

"It's all up to you!"

Upon returning to Nado City, the capital of Narik Province, tens of thousands of earth-elemental mages demolished three of the city walls.

Finally, the remaining section of the city wall was extended, and a section of the wall, tens of thousands of meters long, was built in almost a single day.

The city wall connects the mountains on the east and west sides. If the demons take a detour, they will face the southeast fortress directly, and then they will be attacked from both sides by the people here, leaving them with no choice but to charge at this place head-on.

With tens of thousands of earth-elemental mages, including many high-level experts, the Magic Temple has truly spared no expense to field so many people.

In the distance, several figures trembled.

"Bymon...is dead!"

Siddy murmured in disbelief, then suddenly turned around.

"Go to the central bank in the province!"

(End of this chapter)