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After all, that's a third-generation divine body.

As the light barrier dissipated, sure enough, Ator stood perfectly intact, suspended in mid-air.

Olaf, Sniff: "..."

Good heavens! Even the attacks of the gods are useless against the ancient sword demon?

"Your attack seems a bit lacking in power," Ato said to Yan with a hint of disdain.

Part of the previous wave of lightning energy was blocked by the Command Sword in Ator's hand.

The other part of the bomb hit Atto's body, but did not cause much damage.

Angel Yan also looked at Ato with a serious expression, feeling that things were somewhat tricky.

"My thunderous energy bombardment can no longer harm him. I wonder if the Blazing Sword will still work."

"We have to find an opportunity to try and cut him down. This is a Flame-class weapon; it should be able to break through his defenses." Yan quickly decided on her tactics.

Another burst of thunderous energy bombarded the area, temporarily shielding Ato's vision. Then, with a flap of her wings, she swiftly closed the distance to Ato and swiftly swung her sword down.

Atuo reacted immediately and successfully blocked Yan's attack.

The two then moved quickly and began to fight.

Angel Yan frantically channeled the energy within her body into the flaming sword, causing purple arcs of electricity to crackle across its surface.

The next moment, she slashed fiercely at Ato, who quickly parried with his Command Sword.

However, the endless power of lightning transmitted through the sword caused even Ato, with his divine body, to fall into a state of paralysis.

Angel Yan seized the opportunity and plunged her flaming sword fiercely into Ato's heart.

A series of metallic clanging and scraping sounds arose.

Soon, Angel Yan discovered that the flaming sword could only pierce Ato's skin a little, leaving him with just a small amount of blood.

The paralysis ended, and Ato reacted immediately, swinging his sword down, sending Angel Yan flying.

After smashing through several rock pillars, Angel Yan finally stood up.

Sniff and Olaf rushed over, and seeing Angel Yan's disheveled appearance, they were both somewhat incredulous.

After all, this was a god who was omnipotent in their eyes.

This is their chance to destroy the Sword Demon Ato and avenge their fallen clansmen.

But now even the Celestial God is no match for the Sword Demon Atto?

"My Lord God, how are you doing now?"

Angel Yan glanced at the two of them and said, "As you can see, I'm experiencing some health issues right now, and I'm no match for Sword Demon Ato for the time being."

So you two should run as far away as possible.

I can buy you some more time; you should try your best to escape.

As Angel Yan spoke, she picked up the Flaming Sword and charged forward again.

Olaf and Sniff, who were left, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Brother Barbarian, what should we do? Even the Celestial God is no match for the Sword Demon!"

"Are we going to have to run for our lives again?" Olaf said with a dejected expression.

"No matter what, the Heavenly Gods were all protecting us from the Ancient Sword Demon."

We just ran away like that. What kind of nonsense is that? We're the strongest warriors in the tribe!

"I, Snef, am the tribe's number one warrior. How could I run away at a time like this!" Snef said with a determined look.

“But they’re flying in the sky, there’s nothing we can do to help.” Olaf glanced at the two fighting in the air.

"Watch me throw stones at him!" Sniff said, picking up some stones from the ground and hurling them at the sword demon Atto in the sky.

Although it didn't really help, it at least offered him some comfort.

He felt that by doing this, he had at least participated in the battle.

Finally, a stone slammed into the sword demon Atto.

Atto didn't even dodge, and wasn't hurt at all.

Angel Yan on the other side started to mock him instead:

"Look, this is how you demons are perceived by others, like rats crossing the street."

Who is righteous and who is evil? It's all crystal clear.

So what if you killed Queen Keisha?

Even if you kill me, so what? The concept of justice has already taken root in people's hearts.

You cannot kill justice; justice will endure.

"Hmph, take your justice to hell!" Sword Demon Ato charged forward, while Angel Yan struggled to hold on.

Sniff and Olaf on the ground also encountered trouble at this time.

Sniff had just picked up some stones when suddenly, something strange happened.

A group of dark figures flew in from the sky beside them.

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They looked up and saw disgusting creatures with black, slick, fleshy skin and black wings.

A hybrid demon, a product of failed evolution caused by demonic genetic radiation.

And not only in the sky, but also on the distant horizon, hybrid demons appeared.

Ator had no interest in killing these two ordinary people, and he was currently fighting Angel Yan.

However, he has infected many of the demon's minions here; let them deal with these two ordinary people.

Those stronger demons have bodies as hard as iron, and these two ordinary people simply can't handle them; they're basically doomed.

"What should we do, Brother Manzi?"

Why are there so many demons suddenly appearing now?

There are also many elite demons with bodies of steel.

The bull warrior Olaf trembled with fear and hid behind the barbarian king, Ty Sniff.

"Damn it, how am I supposed to know what to do?"

These demons, even I, with my three-hit slash, would have a hard time dealing with just one of them.

"Now a whole bunch of them are coming. No matter how we fight, we can't win even if we fight to the death."

Man Sandao said, looking at the groups of demons that appeared, he was completely terrified.

He can die in battle; to die as the strongest warrior of the tribe is an honor.

But he couldn't bear the thought of dying in battle and becoming this inhuman, ghostly figure, so he was terrified.

"Quack quack..."

The ugly hybrid demon that led the group flew to the front and seemed to have gained some sense of reason, hovering above everyone's heads.

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"The scent of a living person, not bad, time to indulge in meat again."

"This is what the demon said, a look of lust in his eyes, a fanatical glint in his primal, bestial gaze.

"Quack quack!"

At this moment, the horde of hybrid demons howled, revealing sharp and unpleasant sounds.

This overwhelming horde of hundreds of hybrid demons cast a deep shadow over the land.

They flapped their black, beveled wings incessantly, slowly approaching each other on the ground.

These hundreds and thousands of hybrid demons are all products of failed demon gene evolution.

Most of them lack intelligence and act solely on instinct.

Currently, it seems that only the demon flying at the very front, speaking the language of the divine river, possesses some intelligence.

Because they were infected by demonic genes, they are not exclusively Morgana's demon army.

Because of its extremely ugly appearance, as if its skin had been peeled off, its flesh was bloody and its appearance was dark, we will call it Little Blackie.

"Brother Man, what do we do?"

"Why don't we run? We should still make it in time."

"Olaf the bull warrior said, trembling, shrinking behind Tessnaf and clinging tightly to his arm.

"In any case, Thunder God Yan was fighting to protect us."

How can we run away?

"As the leader of the Northern Alliance, how could I possibly abandon them?" said Barbarian King Snaff.