Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 88 Slaying the Three Great Demon Gods, the Demon God Emperor Makes His Appearance!

Sometimes they attacked Mammon, sometimes they harassed Baal, and sometimes they avoided Belial's poisonous miasma, bringing guerrilla tactics to their extreme.

On the battlefield, silver, blood, and dark green clashed and intertwined, while explosions, the clanging of metal, the roars of demons, and the shouts of Feng Yao rose and fell, creating a tragic war song.

The high-ranking members on the city wall watched in horror. The eighth-tier expert from the Warrior Temple couldn't help but clench his fist: "This kid is really courting death!"

Han Qian frowned and said in a deep voice, "We can't let him fight alone anymore. Pass on my order to notify the Emperor-level Demon Hunter Team to come to our aid!"

"Yes!" the two knights replied.

"Emperor-level Demon Hunter Squad No. 2, follow me on the attack!"

A loud shout echoed across the battlefield, and five figures shot towards Zhennan Pass like meteors.

The leader, clad in purple-gold armor and wielding a spear crackling with purple lightning, was none other than Qin Lie, the leader of the Emperor-level Demon Hunter Squad and a ninth-tier, second-level Holy Knight.

Behind him were four equally powerful ninth-tier experts who unleashed earth-shattering spiritual pressure the moment they appeared.

"Qin Lie?!"

A hint of apprehension flashed in Mammon's black eye sockets.

The reputation of the Emperor-level Demon Hunter Corps is renowned among the demons, especially its leader, who is famous for his Purple Lightning Spear Technique. He once killed the thirty-fourth pillar demon god with a single spear thrust.

Qin Lie didn't waste any words with him. With a flick of his spear, it transformed into a sky full of purple lightning: "Thunder Prison Spear Formation!"

The five figures instantly formed a battle formation, and magic and holy light descended upon the three demon gods.

Seeing this, Feng Yao's eyes sharpened, seizing this fleeting opportunity: "Star Claw!"

Tiger Roar God's wings suddenly burst forth with dazzling starlight, and his entire body was like a falling meteor. His silver-white battle aura condensed into a ten-zhang giant claw, ignoring Baal's blood-red blade shadow, and smashed fiercely into Belial's miasma core.

This attack concentrated ninety percent of his spiritual power, and even the space itself was torn apart by the claw wind, leaving fine cracks.

"puff--!"

The dark green miasma surrounding Belial was torn apart by the Starfall Claw, revealing the small, thin body encased within.

Before he could react, a dagger pierced his chest, and dark green demonic blood mixed with spiritual energy splattered. He let out a shrill scream before he died.

“Beelzebub!”

Baal roared and turned to rescue, the crimson blades from his giant axe tearing through the air, but were forcefully stopped by a figure as tall as an iron tower.

The ninth-tier War God of the Emperor-level Demon Hunter Squad held a twelve-foot-long sword horizontally, the blade flowing with thick, earth-yellow spiritual energy.

He slammed his longsword into the ground, creating a wall of earth in front of him: "Slaughtering demons? Today I'll let you taste what it's like to be slaughtered!"

The moment the earthen wall was shattered by the blood-red blade, the God of War had already pounced on him, his long sword slashing vertically like a boulder falling from a cliff, the blade's edge mixed with the crumbling earth and rocks, forcing Baal to parry with his axe.

"clang!"

The clanging of metal against metal made the surrounding soldiers' eardrums ache, and Baal felt his hands go numb. This human war god's power was in no way inferior to his own!

"Go away!"

Baal roared and activated the Slaughter Domain, and countless blood-red vengeful spirits surged from the axe blade, rushing towards the God of War.

The God of War remained unfazed, his longsword drawing a circular arc in front of him: "Mountain-Shattering Slash!"

The earthen-yellow blade light transformed into a spinning millstone, shredding all the wronged souls, and then, with undiminished force, slashed towards Baal's shoulder.

While Baal was desperately dodging, Feng Yao had already dealt with Belial.

He watched as the dark green miasma was purified by the silvery-white battle aura, then with a swift movement of his claws, he pursued the battle. Mammon was being forced to defend himself by Qin Lie's lightning spear formation, the purple lightning-infused spear shadows like a net from heaven and earth, each thrust adding another scorch mark to Mammon's gray robe.

"Now!" Feng Yao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the moment he activated Shattering Void Flash, his figure left seven afterimages in the same spot.

Mammon was focused on blocking Qin Lie's spear and was completely unaware of the deadly attack coming from behind.

Silver-white battle aura condensed into a spiral-shaped energy drill at the tip of Feng Yao's claw, with fine filaments of light wrapped around the drill body.

The moment the energy drill touched the gray robe, it pierced through as easily as a hot knife through butter, its spiral structure continuously shredding Mammon's core defenses.

"Uh-"

Mammon let out a cry of pain unlike that of a demon god, and a cloud of black smoke exploded from his shoulder blade. The Domain of Greed instantly collapsed, and even the black crystals floating in the air dimmed by a third.

Qin Lie seized this fleeting opening, and purple lightning surged on his thunder spear: "Thunder Prison Dragon Thrust!"

The spear transformed into a purple electric dragon, ignoring the black energy barrier that Mammon had hastily erected, and pierced precisely through his heart.

The electric dragon exploded inside Mammon's body, turning the internal organs of the thirty-seventh demon god into charred fragments.

"Do not--!"

Mammon's body began to disintegrate, and only the black crystal fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The shimmering light on the surface of the crystal quickly faded, and it became like an ordinary rock.

"Mammon is dead too?!" Baal's eyes twitched, and his fighting spirit instantly collapsed.

He feinted with his axe to force the God of War back, then turned and fled as a streak of blood-red light, not even bothering to retract his giant axe.

"Trying to leave?" Feng Yao spread his wings like silver lightning, instantly catching up with the blood-red light.

He channeled the remaining silver-white battle qi into his throat, unleashing the full power of his innate divine ability in Tiger Roar God form: "Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry!"

The deafening roar of the tiger transformed into a tangible torrent of sound waves, which even caused Baal's blood-red aura to freeze slightly.

Seizing the moment, Feng Yao conjured a 30-foot-tall white tiger phantom behind him. The phantom's claws, carrying the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, fiercely embedded themselves into Baal's blood-red armor: "Stay here!"

"Pfft!"

With a cracking sound as his armor shattered, two deep, bone-revealing wounds were torn open on Baal's back.

He screamed and turned around, his heavy fist carrying the last bit of magic power, aiming for Feng Yao's face, but was precisely deflected by a purple lightning spear.

Qin Lie had caught up to them, and with a sweeping motion, he decapitated Baal.

As the blood-red head tumbled through the air, Qin Lie crushed it with a single stomp, and the purple lightning instantly purified the remaining demonic energy.

The God of War arrived carrying Baal's corpse, the earthen-yellow spiritual energy on his longsword gradually receding: "The three demon gods have been slain!"

On the distant city wall, Han Qian watched this scene and suddenly laughed at the warrior temple expert beside him: "Your successor is much fiercer than you were back then."

The warrior from the Temple of Warriors scratched his head, but his face was full of pride and smiles: "Of course, he is the one who is going to pick up the Temple Master."

Meanwhile, in the demon camp, the second pillar demon god, Agares, gazed at the empty battlefield: "Twenty-three pillars, twenty-seven pillars, thirty-seven... three pillar demon gods, all fallen at the hands of a mere human brat and an Emperor-level demon hunter squad..."

Upon hearing this news, Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu simply wiped his bracelet slowly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes: "Don't rush, the real show is just beginning."

"Are you going to do it yourself...?"

(End of this chapter)