On the other side of the battlefield.
The Demon Child faced off against the Extrely Effective Monarch and the Crimson Hamr.
In the words of Song Chu from the distant Fulan Academy, this was the most typical king versus king.
Unfortunately, the battle was not spectacular.
The Seven-color Rubik’s Cube, which could "bestow" seven kinds of emotions or temperants on others, had no effect on the Demon Child.
This cube released seven rays of light that could instantly plunge all combatants into a semi-paralyzed state and even destroy the Defensive Spiritual Armor Ma Ran left for Su Qiangwei in one blow.
But...
When faced with this move, the Demon Child didn’t even bother to dodge.
Swish!
The seven brilliant rays containing powerful soul special attack attributes fell on the Demon Child’s chest in the blink of an eye.
Sizzle sizzle...
The red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet rays swirled around the Demon Child like waterfalls of different colors crashing onto an ancient boulder, resulting only in splashing so beautiful water droplets without any significant battle outco!
Dripping water wears through stone, speaks to the philosophy of perseverance.
But would the Demon Child give the Extrely Effective Monarch that much ti?
The answer was obviously no.
Moreover, the Seven-color Rubik’s Cube was not an infinite energy perpetual motion machine; its "rainbow ammunition" was essentially the "thought residues" the Extrely Effective Monarch had accumulated over the years scavenging Thought Essence.
Within just three seconds, the energy in this cube was nearly exhausted, unable to launch an attack that could instantly change the battlefield situation, rendering combatants powerless.
"So weak."
The Demon Child looked expressionlessly at the Extrely Effective Monarch and Crimson Hamr, as if he had just taken a rainbow shower,
he sighed, disappointedly saying, "I’ll give you a little more ti."
"Try harder."
"If you can make feel pain..."
"I might spare your lives."
As he said this, the Demon Child snapped his fingers.
Snap!
A crisp sound covered the entire battlefield, drowning out all other noises.
At the sa ti, a Space Gate resembling a white coffin suddenly exploded into a dazzling spark, turning from a priceless treasure into a heap of scrap tal.
It seed to have triggered a self-destruct system, and this heap of scrap tal turned into tallic dust in a single breath.
As a breeze brushed by, the dust scattered into the wind, shining brilliantly under the sunlight.
"Damn it! Our retreat has been cut off!"
Crimson Hamr’s pupils slightly contracted, and a hint of tension appeared on his delicate face: "Extrely Effective Monarch, think of sothing fast!"
Although he always considered himself intelligent, the Extrely Effective Monarch was clearly more advantageous in terms of planning and strategy.
The two were not of one mind.
Crimson Hamr had been aware of this for a long ti.
Yet, in the face of a powerful foe like the Demon Child Zhang Kuang, even the most foolish individuals wouldn’t continue internal conflict but would instead try to unite their strengths, desperately seeking a chance to break the deadlock.
All along, these Title Holders have descended upon low-level civilizations with a condescending attitude.
But today...
In front of the Demon Child, Crimson Hamr suddenly felt like a fledgling adventurer encountering a cruel and murderous dragon.
"... "
At this critical mont, the Extrely Effective Monarch not only failed to provide constructive advice but even appeared to be...
lost in thought?
"Damn it!"
"What an unreliable guy!"
Crimson Hamr’s mind whirled, and a golden shimring card appeared in his palm: "Dragging us down at this crucial ti, our alliance ends here!"
"If you won’t act, I will!"
"I have a promising future ahead; I won’t die here!"
"With my skills and talents, even if I get captured by the experintal specin hunting team when I return, I might not die and could even defect to the Mysterious Research Institute, becoming the ’white glove’ for the great scholars!"
This term, Crimson Hamr had learned from the Earth Civilization.
The power hidden in knowledge is certainly not beneath wealth and prestige.
The so-called white glove...
The actual "hand" doing the work needs to be hidden within the "glove."
If the "hand" is dirty, it can’t be seen by others. Putting on a "white" glove makes it so others can’t tell the hand is dirty; they might even think the "hand" is well-protected and likely very clean.
The more Crimson Hamr thought about it, the more it seed reasonable.
As long as he could get past the hurdle of the Demon Child...
Everything would be negotiable!
Just as he was about to take action, he was stopped by the Extrely Effective Monarch beside him.
"What are you doing?"
Crimson Hamr gritted his teeth and suddenly hamred towards the Extrely Effective Monarch.
The Extrely Effective Monarch crushed a card in his hand, his body abruptly turning into gray mist, evading this attack, and reassembling not far away.
It didn’t surprise Crimson Hamr that the other party managed to dodge this move.
He hadn’t used his full strength; he was simply making his stance known: "This Demon Child Master is a ruler from the Cangming Star."
"Such a big figure always ans what they say."
From Crimson Hamr’s words, it could be heard that he was an authentic and true-to-heart individual.
If the enemy is weak, I am strong; if the enemy is strong, I am cowardly.
He is the one who truly bears the na "White Mane."
"Zhang Kuang."
The Extrely Effective Monarch, who had been silent all this ti, ignored his forr teammate’s sycophancy and suddenly opened his mouth: "What kind of deal did you make with Ma Ran?"
"Did you even agree to teach him your soul-manipulating and mind-enchanting divine techniques?"
At this point, the Extrely Effective Monarch spoke with a tone of realization: "Perhaps, you paid in advance."
"And Ma Ran, in turn, committed to using Earth’s power to help cent your current status and position?"
"You didn’t choose to kill to keep the secret but instead were persuaded by him..."
"I must admit..."
"The ’Prophet’ is the most skilled at turning weakness into strength among those I’ve known!"
The Demon Child’s lips curled up, revealing a set of white teeth, seemingly amused by the Extrely Effective Monarch’s claim: "A shrewd scher."
"With differing ideals, you gauge others by your own standards. The more you think, the farther you are from the truth."
Having said this, the Demon Child raised a brow and calmly said: "The Extrely Effective Monarch is indeed the na."
"Though it can’t fill the stomach, it is still an interesting appetizer."
As he spoke, the Demon Child casually waved his hand.
Above the Extrely Effective Monarch’s head, a mass of black and red flas suddenly appeared, instantaneously coagulating into the shape of a giant hand.
This hand seed to envelop nurous negative emotions like death, destruction, and despair.
Getting hit by it would undoubtedly be fatal!
Yet, under the shadow of impending death, the Extrely Effective Monarch didn’t perform any defensive or evasive maneuvers.
He fixed his gaze on the Demon Child: "What a terrifying thing..."
The opponent’s sheer individual combat power crushed beyond reason.
There was indeed a way to defeat or even destroy the other party.
Simply pulling out a [World Destruction Card], secretly charging for a few days, and directly decimating Earth’s surface would suffice.
However, the problem was...
Such action would provide no benefit to the Extrely Effective Monarch.
Everyone does everything with a clear purpose.
Having no goal and blindly doing sothing by instinct, in the Extrely Effective Monarch’s view, is a characteristic of lower creatures.
After Ma Ran severed his three "soul impurities," the Extrely Effective Monarch’s temperant underwent a noticeable change.
Compared to before, he had beco much more composed, no longer exhibiting that hysterical neurotic appearance.
He had beco calm and rational, unwilling to casually reveal any information unless necessary to prevent unexpected circumstances.
Boom!
The black-red fla hand swept past.
The Extrely Effective Monarch was crushed into nothing, leaving not a single particle of ash, seemingly entirely annihilated, utterly dissipated into smoke.
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