On the vast wilderness, Euryale moved.
Her gaze was icy as she abandoned suppressing the curse within her body and launched a proactive assault.
Boom!
The massive, sinuous eagle-serpent moved like lightning, almost defying the laws of physics. The earth thundered and trembled as eagle talons slashed through the sky, leaving behind three blood-red rifts several kiloters long.
With a puchi sound, the Nether Serpent Undead Monarch standing at the very front took the terrifying strike head-on. Its towering, jet-black serpentine body was torn apart into two halves, destructive force erupting outward and sweeping across the wilderness.
In an instant, the delayed gale generated by colossal beasts clashing surged forth, filled with violent evil energy, uprooting and destroying all shrubs within several kiloters. Massive boulders were hurled high into the air before being ground into powder.
Hiss!
The Nether Serpent Undead Monarch let out an agonized, earth-shaking howl. Its winding body was severed in two, not a drop of blood spilled, while the deep blue soul flas in its eyes dimd abruptly, it had suffered severe damage.
Fortunately, it was an undead. Had it been a living Sub-Monarch, it would have been on the brink of death already. At the sa tier, undead were clearly tougher.
Protected by layers of summoned creatures, Lu Jun was startled. The power of a Great Monarch was even more terrifying than he had imagined. Even under suppression, it could still casually one-shot a Sub-Monarch.
Euryale had inherited certain special powers from the Emperor-level dusa Mother and the Harpy Empress.
As she attacked, Lu Jun did not pause for a second. His entire body shimred with milky-white radiance of the Life Elent, black brilliance of the Death Elent, dazzling stellar light of the Water Elent, and deep blue sacred glow of the Psychic Elent as spells rained down in an overwhelming barrage.
False Life! Flesh Stitching! Water Curtain Sky! Psychic Barrier!
In one breath, Lu Jun fully buffed four Sub-Monarchs and over thirty Commanders. By now, with eight magic elents and a vast array of thods, he was practically half a top-tier support mage himself.
He had deliberately summoned winged pseudo-dragons, valuing the formidable vitality of dragon-type creatures. Strengthened by Tier-5 Beginner-level Healing Light, amplified further by the Super-tier bonus effect Revival of All Things, and layered with Water Elent shields, their defenses had swelled to astonishing levels.
Any single Commander-level pseudo-dragon, purely in terms of durability, had already reached half a Monarch’s level.
In a battle involving multiple Monarchs, Commanders were largely insignificant—but turning them into living sandbags, throwing them in to die at critical monts and delay the enemy for even a few seconds, was already a success.
Just like now.
After Euryale viciously crippled the Nether Serpent Undead Monarch with one strike, she flapped her wings, preparing to follow up and completely shatter the undead soul fla—
Heaven and Earth Fiends, the dusa Monarchs, and more than thirty pseudo-dragons and scorpion-serpent creatures surged forward together.
Azure-black tempests roared, gray-white petrification spread, cursed psychic gazes overlapped, drowning the entire area. The earth shook violently, splitting open deep fissures.
"Damn crawling insects!"
Euryale snarled in disgust, glaring at the pseudo-dragons clinging tightly to her body.
Her entire skin wrinkled and dried, as if transforming into a thick, aged hide, forcibly offsetting the barrage equivalent to several Super-tier spells. However, her movents beca sluggish, as though trapped in a quagmire.
One leading pseudo-dragon was especially terrifying—it had rolled the top-tier buff Unyielding Will, locking its HP for five seconds even after taking lethal damage.
The Harpy dusa shredded the pseudo-dragon into pulp with a single claw, yet dragonkind thrived in bloodshed. Even reduced to a massive skeletal fra, it erupted with blood-red light, its claws still latched onto the towering serpentine body.
Disgusting.
Only by reducing these crawling pests to ashes could Euryale free herself, but the ti and cost were simply not worth it.
At this mont, she was practically "covered in burly n"—dozens of towering dragons clinging to and gnawing at her mountain-sized serpentine body.
In that brief window, the two severed halves of the Nether Serpent Undead Monarch rapidly reattached under Flesh Stitching, black light flickering along the wound edges while it bathed in milky-white radiance, greedily devouring vitality.
Death and Life were absolute opposites, yet strangely, under certain conditions, they could transform into each other.
For example, undead craved the flesh of the living precisely because they could strengthen themselves by absorbing living vitality.
Lu Jun raised so many undead—with the Life Elent present, there were no middlen skimming profits. One wave of Healing Light was enough to feed them.
Buzz buzz buzz!
In just two or three seconds, the Nether Serpent Undead Monarch recovered to peak condition, rejoining the other Sub-Monarchs in battle.
At this mont, Lu Jun resembled a true summoner, standing at the rear. His eyes glowed deep blue as he unleashed Soul Seizure · Mind Control ·occasionally seizing control to prevent Euryale from suddenly erupting and instantly killing a core combatant.
At the sa ti, he continuously cast Beast Tide Summoning to replenish pseudo-dragon cannon fodder, while stirring up waves and storms himself. Empowered by the Water Elent Holy Spirit, he threw punch after punch, as vast heavenly curtains plunged down, transforming into high-pressure waterfalls that crashed relentlessly against the Harpy dusa.
Crash—!
The continuously stacked "Tide" additional effects caused the surging waves to grow ever more lethal. As torrents of water poured down, this wilderness turned into a black, star-lit marsh, still expanding outward.
Roaring seawater subrged the land, sweeping across hundreds of miles of open terrain, causing the earth to tremble without cease.
Euryale keenly sensed the threat. Several tis she attempted to break through the encirclent and close in on Lu Jun, only to be desperately blocked by several Sub-Monarch-level summoned creatures.
Having fused with the rmaid Holy Spirit and empowered by Three-Light Divine Water, his healing ability, water control, and ntal strength all rose dramatically. Together with a host of formidable combatants, he fought the Harpy dusa to a standstill.
anwhile, several countries across North Africa felt the shock of this earth-shattering battle. Nearby major cities trembled in fear, panic spreading everywhere.
The aftermath of the battle altered the heavens themselves. Vast swathes of multicolored radiance filled the sky—beautiful yet perilous—while mountain-crushing shockwaves surged outward in all directions.
This was a mythic battlefield involving more than ten Monarchs, sothing unseen for decades. The re movent of a single Monarch was enough to shake an entire small nation.
Countless eyes were fixed on this battle, which might well reshape the future balance of power in Africa.
"This National Team youngster didn’t flee—instead, he chose to hunt the Harpy dusa in reverse. Unbelievable. The first person to provoke the Scorpion-Serpent Clan and remain unhard."
Along the diterranean coast, Pang Lai hurried to find Lu Jun, but was forced to halt midway.
Soone was blocking him.
Upon the endless sea stood a colossal scorpion-serpent demon.
Pang Lai’s expression grew grave as he spoke slowly, "Cessna, eldest daughter of the dusa Mother."
The demoness stood proud and cold, saying, "Human, you’ve crossed the line. A fully cultivated Super-Tier mage, are you trying to start an all-out war with the Scorpion-Serpent Empire?"
Hearing this, Pang Lai frowned. It was no longer appropriate for him to intervene. Besides, as the chief of the Forbidden City, why should he risk life and death for Egypt?
Calmly, he replied, "As long as Lu Jun is safe, everything else is negotiable."
Scorpion Monarch dusa Cessna fell silent for a mont, seemingly weighing her options, offering no reply for a long ti—as if waiting for sothing.
Pang Lai stared at her intently, suspecting that Cessna was deliberately blocking him, intending to let Lu Jun and Apas severely wound Euryale, or even have both sides perish together.
Then she could calmly clean up the aftermath—devouring her two younger sisters, then consuming her mother’s corpse, completely ascending from a Supre Monarch to an Emperor!
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