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

Chapter 128 The Seven Deadly Spells of Death Slay the Demon God!
Long Haochen's eyes were firm, and the Aria of Light in his hand illuminated the holy sword's brilliance.

Among the four Demon Kings of the Demon Race, Sassam, ranked fourth, noticed Long Haochen's figure, and his face instantly turned ferocious.

"Mithril-based Knight, let your life announce my arrival!"

Holding a huge cleaver in his hand, the serrated blade pointed towards Long Haochen, a burst of rich red and black spiritual energy erupted, revealing his cultivation level of the ninth rank, second level.

Long Haochen's expression turned solemn, and the shield in his left hand glowed with an orange-red light.

"Godly block!"

"boom!!"

With a burst of spiritual energy exceeding two hundred thousand, Sasmu grinned as he sent Long Haochen flying.

Haoyue was furious, and several heads of different colors and shapes stirred up energy tides of various attributes.

Several eighth-tier spells were combined, and Sasmu's expression changed. He slashed horizontally with his greatsword, and dark spiritual power surged out like a tide, barely blocking Haoyue's burst of power.

Just as Sasam breathed a sigh of relief, a figure hidden in the shadows crept up from the chaotic battlefield behind him.

"Must kill!"

Saint Moon silently swung her dagger, the epic dagger radiating a captivating light, and plunged it viciously into the back of Sasam's neck.

"Forehead……"

Sasmu's expression went blank, and the next moment he turned into a cloud of blood mist and drifted away.

As the blood mist condensed, Sasmu's figure reappeared.

Sassam touched the back of his neck with lingering fear, his face pale.

"Despicable humans, they actually forced me to use Blood Escape."

Survival trump cards usually come at a price. After using Blood Escape, Sasmu basically lost his ninth-tier combat power and wouldn't be able to recover for a month.

Saint Moon ignored him and turned to find Xue Zhisheng to fight the other demons.

"This guy is yours. He's only at the eighth rank. Don't tarnish the reputation of your Long family."

Long Haochen was energized and flew back to Haoyue.

"Haoyue, charge!"

The enormous body of Haoyue rampaged through the army, its numerous heads tearing and biting indiscriminately, slaughtering all the demons around it.

The current size of Haoyue is even comparable to that of a landlord, making it a veritable earthworm meat grinder on the battlefield.

On the other side, two imperial assassins came to Cai'er's side.

"You go first, we'll hold off Samael."

One of the Imperial Assassins spoke in a deep voice, already prepared to sacrifice himself.

The Holy Spirit was very anxious. "Senior, no! I can help."

The two Emperor Assassins were extremely anxious. "Don't say anything more. You are both geniuses who will reach the ninth rank in the future. We will severely injure Samael and force him to retreat. You should avoid his sharp edge for now."

Holy Spirit Heart was arguing with the two, but didn't notice that the petite figure beside him had already slid down the city wall.

With the Grim Reaper's scythe in hand, Cai'er turned her body slightly and cleaved dozens of demons around her in two.

The cut was perfectly smooth, and as blood gushed out, Cai'er swiftly attacked Samael.

Seemingly sensing the aura of the divine artifact, Samael looked towards a certain spot on the battlefield with suspicion and uncertainty.

"A divine artifact... Hahaha, a mere seventh-tier assassin dares to launch an attack against me alone?!"

Samael sneered, already preparing himself to seize the artifact.

Once he obtains the divine artifact, he will undoubtedly become the second-in-command of the demon race!

"Demon's Grip!"

Samael snorted coldly, and a huge bloody hand reached out towards Cai'er. The bloody light on it shone brightly, and its spiritual power was close to the third level of the ninth rank.

Cai'er remained calm and composed, her mind as still as water, and she uttered a soft shout.

"The Seven Deadly Techniques of Death, First Technique: The Sorrow of Death!"

The Grim Reaper's scythe turned completely pure white the instant it was unleashed.

A terrifying purifying power erupted, and Cai'er's scythe slashed across the sky.

"Chi--"

With a piercing tearing sound, Samael's Demon Grip shattered and vanished without a trace.

Samael was shocked, but Cai'er wouldn't give him time to react. The Seven Deadly Techniques of Death, Second Technique: Purification of Death!

A strange white light spread out from the Grim Reaper's scythe, looking like a thread, and lightly draped over Samael's body.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared.

The white light threads slowly cut into Samael's body, gently stripping away all the spiritual energy within.

Samael felt a terrifying sense of dread within his body, yet he was powerless to do anything about it. This was a difference in energy levels, something that could not be compensated for by rank.

Samael could only desperately try to kill Cai'er, hoping to end it all with her life.

But this is obviously in vain.

The Seven Deadly Techniques of Death, the Third Technique: Howl of Death!

The Seven Deadly Sins of Death, with its powerful ability that perfectly combines the Reincarnation Furnace and the Death Scythe, is so potent that even the Demon Emperor would be shaken when it is fully unleashed.

Moreover, Cai'er has now entered a state of profound mystery.

The phantom of Death appeared behind Cai'er.

At this moment, the divinely favored physique awakens!
Cai'er raised her scythe, as did the phantom of death behind her.

Cai'er's figure merged into the void, and the overwhelming killing intent made Samael's body tremble.

At this point, Cai'er was completely blind. Each of the Seven Deadly Sins of Death comes at the cost of losing a certain sense of the body.

Moreover, once the Seven Deadly Techniques of Death are used, they cannot be stopped.

This also means that Cai'er's move was extremely powerful!

"die!"

Cai'er roared, and a huge scythe descended from the sky, carrying the wrath of the human race, and slashed towards Samael.

"Do not!!"

Samael roared in terror, unable to mount any effective counterattack under the watchful eye of death.

"Pfft!!"

The Demon King's blood splattered across the earth, turning hundreds of powerful demon cavalrymen behind him into mangled corpses.

Samael's head rolled off, and Cai'er coldly put away her sickle.

At the same time, he was charging up the fourth move of the Seven Deadly Techniques of Death.

"The Seven Deadly Techniques of Death cannot be stopped, Brother Su Zhe..."

Cai'er looked back intently. If Su Zhe were here right now, would she have needed to risk using this desperate move?

Unfortunately, Su Zheyuan was far away at Yulong Pass, so how could he protect himself?

The fourth move is about to be made, and this time Cherrie chooses to lose her hearing.

"The blessing of the Goddess of Light!"

From the darkness, a loud shout rang out, and a figure radiating holy aura descended from the sky. Though his face was obscured, he exuded an aura of light that could influence the entire battlefield.

The figure descended, enveloping Cai'er.

The phantom of Death seemed somewhat unwilling, but after hesitating for a moment, it chose to disperse.

Cai'er fell into a deep sleep, and in the last second before she closed her eyes, she saw the figure she had been longing for day and night.

"Brother Su Zhe..."

Su Zhe held the Heavenly Saint Rift Spear, with the phantom of a demon, angel, and giant dragon standing behind him, looking furious and ferocious.

"kill!!"

With a flick of the spear, a million undead surged forth, charging straight at the demons.

Su Zhe caught Cai'er, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed anger.

"Get some rest." Su Zhe called out the landlord and gently placed Cai'er on its back.

The next moment, Su Zhe's eyes sharpened, and his killing intent rushed straight towards the demon camp.

Samigina seemed to sense something and raised his head in the tent.

Two gazes met amidst the barrier of a million-strong army, and their fighting spirit ignited!

(End of this chapter)