Sylara moved like a blur, exuding only a red aura in the air as she gutted one Forsaken warrior after another.
She wasn’t aiming for any other body parts besides their throats.
She used her razor-sharp claws to dig into a forsaken warrior’s throat and pull their guts out.
It was brutal and bloody.
The crazy ways in which she was killing were just too jaw-dropping and throat-choking.
Kaizo, who was up in the air, was laughing like a maniac as he clashed with five Peak Spirit Emperors, making no effort to kill them, nor they him.
Uncle Drake, on the other hand, had already killed three Peak Spirit Emperors, and he was now surrounded by two Peak Spirit Emperors and four Level 8 Spirit Emperors.
Kaizo was paying attention to the passing of ti, so when five minutes had passed and still there were thousands of Forsaken warriors on the battlefield, he knew sothing had to change. However, looking around, all his teammates were busy with their battles.
He tried to co up with different formations, but no matter how he saw it, there was nothing he could change.
But the unruly, battle-hungry Kaizo was more brilliant than Vexthra gave him credit for.
"Elaine, do you happen to have one of those golden leaves?"
Elaine, who was doing death’s work, nodded, sparing no effort to look at Kaizo. She was making sure her main attack—or more like her only ga trump card—worked in the end.
Kaizo smiled. "You wouldn’t mind giving one, would you?"
This ti, Elaine looked at him for a second before extending her hand. The Leaf of Life appeared and flew toward Kaizo.
"You are a lifesaver, Elaine."
With the Leaf of Life in his hand, Kaizo looked at Uncle Drake, who was spraying deadly flas at the pitiful Forsaken warriors who didn’t know they would be facing abnormally dangerous warriors in what was promised to be an easy and safe invasion and massacre.
Safe to say they didn’t expect this outco, not even in the slightest.
But who could bla them?
Kent knew the danger coming, so he intentionally didn’t allow his legion to roam this world. This was why Amix, the leader of the Hand, didn’t know of people like Nara, who was riding her Nightmare Horse, and Elaine, who had the Tree of Death behind her, marking thousands of Forsaken warriors with the seal of death.
It was outside of their expectations.
"Uncle Drake, up it to 13% and use the montum to kill as many as you can within the next 20 minutes. I have a way for you to recover to your top strength instantly."
Uncle Drake, in his dragon form, looked at Kaizo and asked, "Are you sure?"
Kaizo smiled. "The reason why I’m the one leading the battle is simply because I don’t make empty decisions. So trust and go berserk, I got you."
Although Uncle Drake didn’t really know much about Kaizo. However, knowing he was Kent’s subordinate was all he needed to trust him.
Thus, Uncle Drake, who was using 8% of his bloodline, let loose and activated 13% of it. The mont he activated 13% of his bloodline, everybody felt the heat.
The Forsaken warriors close to him lted just from the deep red flas that touched their bodies.
"Go berserk, Uncle Drake! Show them who the boss is!" Kaizo cheered on Uncle Drake, who rose into the air and took a nose dive, bringing with him a deadly pool of flas.
"What in the hell?" the Sect Leader, who was also in his dragon form but surrounded by lightning, shouted when he saw the tsunami of flas falling from the sky.
"Move back!"
He shouted, causing the disciples and the warriors of Sonox still on the battlefield to retreat as fast as they could.
So who were even about to kill their targets chose to abandon them and move back.
"Witness the fla of a true dragon."
Uncle Drake’s voice bood as he descended, slamming his thick legs on the ground.
BOOM
Upon impact, flas exploded everywhere. In an instant, a 2 km radius around him was consud by bone-lting fla. Screams of pain and anguish spread everywhere.
The flas didn’t stop imdiately; they continued to spread and spread, consuming those pushed back by the initial impact.
The more it moved, the more painful cries filled the battlefield.
"Hahahahaha..." Suddenly, a cold and sinister laughter ca from the crack leading to Sonox, "Now, this is a battle worthy of Night Riders."
Two Nightmare Horses appeared through the portal, green flas burning after them. One was a lady wielding a bone-like bow, and the other was a man holding a bone-like staff.
"Witness the might of Umbra Arcanis," Eryndor, the third Night Rider whom Kent had sent to spy on the Dark Devil Church right after his awakening, shouted as he pointed his bone-like staff forward.
"Rise"
From the ground, three deadly gates made from the bones of forbidden beasts rose, and from within their green fla portals, three beings appeared.
It took just one look to know they were beasts in human form.
The first had the body of a giant human and the head of a goat, with horns so large and twisted that just looking at them made one feel the urge to run. He held a massive machete.
The second had the head of a tiger and a stone-like body. He wielded a jagged spear.
The third had the head of a serpent and a human body, his skin pignted with tiger patterns.
"Show them hell!" Eryndor shouted, causing his three summons to attack. They charged forward, and like the beings of hell they were, they began slaughtering the Forsaken warriors.
Saden, the second Night Rider after Uncle Drew, rode her Nightmare Horse toward Nara’s location. "How have you been, Big Sister?" Saden asked.
Nara beheaded a Spirit King before she turned to Saden and smiled. "As you can see, I’ve never felt better."
Saden smiled.
She and Eryndor had gone to hell to handle a matter Eryndor needed her help with.
Naturally, Eryndor had taken it upon himself to destroy the Dark Devil Church without even asking for Kent’s permission. Not that Kent would have stopped him.
After all, Kent also wanted them destroyed, which was why he had sent Eryndor to spy on them in the first place.
However, after destroying the sinister organisation and saving thousands, Eryndor went on a quest in hell to search for capable summons, since the ones in Sonox were weak, and he didn’t want to appear weak—not when their leader was known as the greatest warrior to have ever walked the face of the universe.
He sought Saden’s help, and after many years there—since ti ran much faster in hell—they had just returned, only to find themselves stepping into a battlefield.
"Get to work, Saden. The leader hasn’t returned from the Underworld yet, and Kent is also busy, so it’s up to us to keep everyone alive."
Saden nodded and pulled her bowstring, manifesting a deadly green arrow.
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