Throne of Seals: The God of Magic Descends, the Demonic Tide Breaks at Dawn

Chapter 107: Once one pass is breached, the other six will be unimpeded! Head south!
"Could it be... that the time for humanity to counterattack has finally come?"

Saint Moon murmured softly, her trembling fingers slowly rising.

This scene.

He had only seen it more than a decade ago on the Sword God of Light in the Southeast Fortress.

He fought seven demon gods single-handedly and killed them all!

Today, Lin Ye single-handedly suppressed eight demon gods!
The danger of the Demon-Slaying Pass has been completely eliminated!
"Great-grandfather, we're going to help other passes."

Lin Ye held Cai'er's hand and slowly descended from the air.

"it is good……"

Before Sheng Yue could finish speaking, a flash of silver magical light appeared.

Lin Ye and Cai'er vanished from their spot in an instant.

It's a spatial teleportation spell!
Before the soldiers of Exorcism Pass could even utter their praises for Lin Ye and Cai'er, they discovered that their heroes had vanished.

For a moment, a sense of melancholy filled my heart.

However, the words of the Holy Spirit immediately piqued their interest the next second.

"The crisis at Exorcism Pass is imminent. Everyone, follow us to aid Zhennan Pass!"

The soldiers were taken aback when they heard this, and then immediately shouted loudly.

"Rush to the aid of Zhennanguan!"

"Rush to the aid of Zhennanguan!"

"Rush to the aid of Zhennanguan!"

……

at the same time……

The setting sun, like blood, stained the broken walls and ruins of the southeastern fortress, making them appear even more menacing.

At the breach in the city wall, the crescent blades of the Zelin tribe's dual-wielding demons were tearing apart the last line of defense, and the splattered blood droplets congealed into dark red patterns on their bluish-gray skin.

"kill!"

Qiu Yonghao's heavy sword was stuck between the ribs of the three-headed bull demon, and the excruciating pain from the splitting of his hand made his vision blur.

Even this ninth-tier war god is nearing his limit after a long battle.

On the seventh swing of the sword, his arm suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

It's not fear, it's that my muscles and bones are already beyond their limits!

He watched helplessly as a young warrior had his chest torn open by the leopard demon's claws; the boy had just yesterday held a letter from home, asking how his parents back home were doing.

"Old Qiu! To the left rear!"

Ren Wo Kuang's battle axe cleaved open the skull of the Yak tribesman, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw three distorted streaks of air rushing toward Qiu Yonghao's back.

The Earth Demons' invisibility ripples in the scent of blood, a skill they've learned through years of fighting the demons.

The battle axe swept across with a whooshing sound, but only struck two of them. The third shadow had already wrapped around Qiu Yonghao's ankle.

With a soft "plop," the muffled sound of the bone claw piercing through the armor made Qiu Yonghao's throat taste sweet.

He swung the hilt of his sword at the void and actually hit something warm. The invisible monster let out a scream like a baby crying, and the moment it became visible, Ren Wo Kuang delivered a finishing blow.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The black clouds formed by the Beta Flying Demons blocked out the light of day, and the spear in the hands of the Golden Bird Demon was like golden lightning, each dive bringing a shower of blood.

A newly enlisted boy was carried into the air by a Beta Flying Demon, his desperate cries swallowed up by the demon's roar.

Those muscular monsters were gnawing on the still twitching body, saliva mixed with bits of flesh dripping onto the scorched earth.

"You eight-eyed bastard!!" Ren Wokuang suddenly roared. At the top of the southeast tower, the vertical pupil on the forehead of the eight-eyed sorcerer was shooting out a purplish-black ray, which melted away stone walls and human bodies wherever it passed.

The four-eyed sorcerers formed a formation below, countless eyeballs rolling across their faces, their corrosive beams melting the fortress's defenses into pools of pus.

Qiu Yonghao's heavy sword finally slipped from his hand, and was knocked away by the longsword of an eighth-tier great demon.

The knight was clad in dark armor, the hooves of his nightmare horse trampling over the burning banner, the sulfurous flames spewing from its nostrils scorching his cheeks.

When the spear tip was only three inches from his throat, he suddenly saw Ren Wo rushing towards him.

The deafening crash of the battle axe colliding with the spear shattered Qiu Yonghao's eardrums.

Ren Wo Kuang's left shoulder collapsed at an odd angle, yet it gripped the Demon Knight's neck guard tightly until the other's longsword pierced his waist and abdomen.

"leave me alone……"

The deputy hall master's blood sprayed onto Qiu Yonghao's face. "Hold on..."

Just then, two streaks of light tore through the demon horde!
On the left, Cai'er's toes shattered the void, and the gray-purple Grim Reaper's scythe drew a half-circle of cold arcs in her palm.

A dark purple aura billowed up where the scythes passed, and the membranous wings of the three Beta Flying Demons, still flapping and sending a foul stench through them, were already slicing precisely through the gaps in their necks with razor-sharp blades.
The cracking sound of bones shattering mingled with the spray of demonic blood. Before the flying demons could even utter a wail, they had already transformed into three plumes of black blood rain and fallen to the ground.

Just as the flying demon's remains crashed to the ground, Cai'er's silver chain on her wrist suddenly snapped, and a pure white purification domain swept out like a tidal wave!

Holy light flowed along the edge of the domain. Before the golden avian demons that were swooping down could even touch the core of the domain, their bodies covered in golden scales crashed into an invisible, giant glass wall with muffled thuds. Broken bone spurs and bits of flesh mixed in with the golden feathers fell onto the scorched earth.

Lin Ye on the right didn't even bother to raise his hand to grasp the Sun and Moon Staff behind him.

The icicles that formed on his fingertips gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, like a sudden downpour.

The distorted space behind the Earth Clan's concealment was frozen into a frosty white outline by the cold air. Those limbs covered in mucus trembled in the icy mist. Just as they were about to burrow into the ground, they were pierced through the chest and abdomen by ice spikes. Their bodies, pinned to the ground, were still twitching, and glistening ice shards had already congealed at the wounds.

The eight-eyed sorcerer's tumor-like eyeballs opened simultaneously, and eight purplish-black rays intertwined to form a net, but stopped abruptly the moment they touched the ice wall in front of Lin Ye.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the ice. Where the purplish-black rays struck, they exploded into countless ice crystals. In the fragments that refracted into seven colors, one could see the warlocks' faces contorted with astonishment.
Their third vertical pupil suddenly bulged out, clearly not expecting that this seemingly thin ice wall could withstand the corrosive rays.

Just as the bloodthirsty demon's dark, gleaming claws were about to tear his throat apart, the barbed knuckles could already feel the warmth of Lin Ye's neck.

At the critical moment, a silver ripple suddenly appeared on Lin Ye's shoulder, and a condensed blade of light burst forth from space, precisely severing the wrist holding the bone knife with fine stardust.

With a crisp "crack," the bone knife flew out of his hand, and the black blood spurting from his severed wrist was swallowed up by the spatial rift before it even hit the ground.

The bloodthirsty demon roared deafeningly, and several bone spurs emerged from its broken wrist bone. Meanwhile, the phantom of the Starry Sky Divine Beast Star had unfolded a star map on Lin Ye's shoulder, and its silver pupils flashed with icy killing intent.

"Palace Master Qiu! Step back!"

Lin Ye's voice pierced through the sounds of battle, booming with an icy chill. Suddenly, a huge silver six-pointed star bloomed behind him, each ray of light flowing with liquid-like holy light.

The magic-eyed sorcerers, pinned to the ground by icicles, writhed wildly. Their heads, covered in compound eyes, sizzled in the holy light. Spiderweb-like blood patterns cracked on the surface of their rolling eyeballs, which then exploded into large swathes of blood mist in the blinding silver light. The stench, mixed with melting pus, quickly filled the air.

"Radiance shines upon heaven and earth!"

"Shh-!"

Lin Ye looked around and suddenly slammed his staff into the ground. The phantom of the Goddess of Light appeared behind Lin Ye.

It seems as if the goddess of light has taken pity on us.

The light elements of the entire world immediately gathered above Lin Ye, and then, under Lin Ye's careful manipulation, they dyed the clouds gold.

"Crash-!"

The light elements transformed into golden rain and fell upon the southeastern fortress.

As Qiu Yonghao gazed at that slender yet upright figure, he suddenly realized that his trembling arms could grip the sword hilt again.

Ren Wo Kuang leaned on his shoulder, coughing up stagnant blood, and chuckled as he pointed at the melting ice wall.

"Damn it... I should have come sooner."

(End of this chapter)