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

Chapter 112 Slaying the Demon God and Discussing the Southward Journey!
"Demons! Surprised, aren't you!"

Long Tianyin looked at the demon gods opposite him and couldn't help but sneer.

The battle at Yulong Pass had already been brought under control by them.

It could end at any time, but the news wasn't leaked out just for the sake of this plan.

This time, we must annihilate these demon gods!

It even stole the Crown of the Demon God!
Long Tianyin tapped the armrest of the throne of the God of Order and Law three times with his fingertips, and chain-like light patterns suddenly rose from the dark gold chair.

The light patterns seemed to come alive as they rushed toward the Dark Prison Demon God. The black mist, which could have devoured everything, became transparent the moment it came into contact with the light patterns, revealing the Demon God's jagged bones encased in the black mist.

"Law decree: Imprisonment!"

Long Tianyin's voice was like a booming bell, and the light patterns on the chains tightened instantly.

The Dark Prison Demon God let out a shrill scream. The body of the twenty-fifth ranked demon god continued to shrink under the restraint of the light patterns. Already severely injured by Lin Ye, he now had no way to defend himself.

The other demons, fearing it, fled far away!
Eventually, it was compressed into a fist-sized black crystal, which then turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Woo~~!

The Crown of the Demon God has appeared.

But the next second, he was captured by Lin Ye's spatial magic!
He then tossed it into his personal storage space.

Seeing this, Yang Haohan, on the other side, could not lag behind Long Tianyin. He immediately activated the throne of the God of Protection and Compassion, and twelve holy wings of light spread out from behind the chair.

He grabbed the emerald embedded in the side of the chair, and countless points of light immediately flew out of the gem. Those points of light landed on Li Zhengzhi and instantly repaired his meridians that had been injured by the demon god's pressure.

The rest of the energy fell on Lin Ye, amplifying his magical attacks.

"Lin Ye, Lao Li, let's go together!"

Yang Haohan's voice carried a sacred majesty. The guardian throne suddenly glided forward, and the holy light from his wings formed a barrier, encircling the three great demon gods of Bone Prison, Ice Prison, and Blood Prison.

Om-!
Lin Ye's Sun and Moon Staff simultaneously shone with a blazing white magical light, and the staff head condensed a blazing white flame several times stronger than before!

"Thank you, Palace Master Yang!"

Lin Ye stepped on the breeze, and blazing white flames instantly swept across the sky before swiftly engulfing the Ice Prison Demon God!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

The blazing flames instantly engulfed the demon's body.

The dual burning sensation from both body and soul caused the Ice Prison Demon to instinctively retreat away from these ethereal white flames.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent retreated in pain, Lin Ye released the Blazing White Fire Dragon, which had already wrapped around the neck of the Ice Prison Demon God!
Before his injuries from being countered by the Eternal Frozen Domain had fully healed, the Ice Prison Demon God didn't even have a chance to resist before being reduced to pieces of ice crystals in the blazing white sea of ​​fire.

The Crown of the Demon God was still trying to escape when it was completely engulfed by the Void White Flame in the next second.

On the other side, Li Zhengzhi had caught his breath and was pointing the Wind God's Staff at the Bone Prison Demon God.

"The Judgment of the Wind!"

The divine staff emitted a sharp whistling sound, and a cyan wind blade precisely struck the connection point of the Bone Prison Demon God's bone scythe.

The weapon that had accompanied the demon god in his battles for a thousand years suddenly shattered, and under the pressure of several divine artifacts, the demon god ranked twentieth was thrown into chaos.

He wants to escape!
Otherwise you will die!

But the next second, an even more powerful gust of wind blades cut off his escape route.

"Mingfeng Thousand Blades!"

The ear-piercing "whoosh" sound instantly occupied the Bone Prison Demon God's brain.

Before he could react, the body was already severed from its head, which spun several times before landing on the ground with a thud.

"Blade of Order!"

Long Tianyin's voice suddenly rang out, and a lightsaber suddenly shot out from the armrest of the Throne of Order.

He gripped the lightsaber and slashed down, the golden sword energy seemingly ignoring spatial distance, instantly piercing the chest of the retreating Hellfire Demon God, ranked twenty-seventh! The flames on the demon god's body extinguished rapidly like a extinguished candle, and its massive body was disintegrated into ashes in mid-air by the order of things…

Four of the seven great demon gods had already perished in the blink of an eye, and the remaining Bone Prison, Blood Prison, and Shadow Prison demon god, ranked thirtieth, instantly lost all fighting spirit.

The Shadow Prison Demon God transformed into a black shadow and attempted to escape, but was firmly locked in place by the chains released by the Throne of Order.

Lin Ye's Sun and Moon Staff had been waiting for a long time. The holy golden light net instantly enveloped the dark shadow, and the burning and corrosive properties of light caused the Shadow Prison Demon God to writhe in pain within the light net.

"Ughh ...

"Pity is not a gift to the demon god."

The next second, Yang Haohan's guardian throne suddenly erupted with dazzling holy light, and wing-shaped light blades simultaneously slashed towards Bone Prison and Blood Prison Demon God.

Although the Throne of Guardians and Mercies is not a Throne of Guardians that excels at attack.

However, under the influence of his older brother Yang Haoyu, Yang Haohan had long harbored a desire for punishment.

Whoosh!
The bones of the Bone Prison Demon God melted away inch by inch in the holy light, and the last breath of scarlet mist spewed out by the Blood Prison Demon God was completely dispersed by the gale stirred up by Li Zhengzhi's Wind God Staff.

As the last wisp of demonic aura dissipated, the light of Lin Ye's Divine Pillar also gradually dimmed and faded away.

Lin Ye landed with the Sun and Moon Staff on his back, and looking at the two masters of the Divine Throne, he suddenly noticed that their armor was covered with fine beads of sweat.

It seems that even for a powerful knight like the Divine Knight, fighting multiple top-thirty demons at the same time is no easy task.

Long Tianyin put away the throne of order, and the lightsaber transformed into a stream of light and returned to the chair.

"These demons are just the vanguard; the real battle is yet to come."

Then he looked at Li Zhengzhi's Staff of the Wind God.

"Old Li, your artifact is quite damaged; you should repair it as soon as possible."

Yang Haohan's guardian throne slowly descended, and the light spots overflowing from the emerald wrapped around the Staff of the Wind God, repairing the cracks left by the previous battle.

"Lin Ye, your control over the Magic God Pillars has reached a state of perfection. Fortunately, we have also destroyed a lot of Demon God Pillars in the past few years with the help of Long Haochen, and we have now completed a batch of artifacts."

Lin Ye looked at Yang Haohan with curiosity.

"how many?"

"Three items, not many. One of them is being sent to the Temple of Warriors to be handed over to Temple Master Qiu."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye sighed with emotion, "The Warrior's Temple finally has a divine artifact to keep things in check."

"The people who are clearing the battlefield will arrive in half an hour. Let's go back to the temporary camp first."

Long Tianyin stroked his white beard, his voice sounding somewhat weary.

Li Zhengzhi gazed at the southwest horizon, where once a bustling human town now lay shrouded in a gray haze, tainted by demonic energy.

"Leave the task of tallying the casualties to the Holy Knights. The four of us will go and devise a new defensive deployment..."

"wait!"

Lin Ye suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

Following his gaze, everyone saw the setting sun sinking into the western mountains, dyeing the sky a fiery orange-red.

His scepter glowed faintly in the twilight, as if responding to some distant call.

"The deployment map can be drawn up on the road."

Lin Ye turned around, his eyes reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun. "Now that the Demon Emperor is still seriously injured and several Demon Gods have fallen, shouldn't we consider reclaiming our lost territory?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Haohan, Long Tianyin, and Li Zhengzhi all stared at Lin Ye in astonishment.

To reclaim lost territory?

Is it really time now?
(End of this chapter)