The Mountain Demon King saw the opportunity and silently channeled all of the remaining Origin Demon Qi into the Demon God Temple.
The Demon God Temple blazed with light, and the Demon King hurled it forth. At the sa ti, he said in a cold voice:
"Explode!"
This Level 7 Treasure, crucial to the demon race, was thus self-destructed by him.
The terrifying explosion swept through Chaos City, the earth cracked, countless houses and churches were leveled to the ground.
The imposing figure of the Archmage was also blasted away on one side.
"You... you’ve gone mad."
He looked at the Mountain Demon King who had self-destructed the Demon God Temple.
The Mountain Demon King, as if his life force was reignited, shot towards him like a mountain, his shadow punching down from the sky.
The Archmage wielded his staff in resistance.
The song of the Winged Tiger Barbarian King had also ended.
Behind him in the sky, clouds spanning a hundred miles began to roll and spin, condensing into a vortex.
In the vortex, lightning flashed and thunder roared, fire and rain conjured, and a myriad of apocalyptic visions erged.
A big eyeball, utterly devoid of emotion and indifferent in expression, appeared within it.
It slowly rotated, surveying this realm, its long eyelashes like pillars hanging from the heavens.
It seed that the power of a formidable entity had been summoned by the song, causing the complexion of the Supre Archmage to change.
Although it was but a sliver of power, its level was so high that not even he, nor he as the Chaos Ancient Serpent from before, seed its equal.
Of all the powerful entities he knew, only one person might compare... and that was Sauron, who had refined himself into the ancient tower.
Within the ancient tower, relying on so special thods, one could indeed summon the power of formidable entities.
However, the level of these powers would never exceed the upper limit of the ancient tower’s rules. For example, the Blood God Illusion summoned by the Blood Banquet Dharma King.
The power level demonstrated by the big eyeball had already broken through the ancient tower’s rules, reaching the Seventh Level.
That’s why the Supre Archmage was alard, and without hesitation, he used all his power, gathering it into the Supre Scepter, with the elental power around Chaos City surging towards him.
He was not worried about the ancient tower’s destruction, as he recognized Sauron’s strength;
having remained unscathed for hundreds of thousands of years, it naturally had its formidable aspects.
He was just worried about being annihilated by the big eyeball.
"Rise, Dragons and Serpents!"
A white giant serpent nearly ten thousand ters in length descended shockingly.
The remaining level six experts at the site all attacked the Supre Archmage simultaneously without prior agreent.
They realized that if there was a chance to leave, it would be with the big eyeball in the sky, and they wanted to create conditions for it.
The white giant serpent charged into the vortex, colliding fiercely with the big eyeball, the shockwave scattering the clouds within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Purple lightning brewed inside the big eyeball, and an aura of destruction spread.
Boom boom boom!
Terrible lightning pillars, dense and nurous, struck down like divine punishnt.
On the battlefield outside the Chaos City, countless lives perished.
The level six experts, too, found it difficult to last long within it.
The Supre Archmage roared:
"I cannot die... I have finally seen hope, awaken, Serpent God!"
In his hands, the scepter burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a lifelike Chaos Ancient Serpent.
The ancient serpent opened its abyssal mouth, intending to devour both heaven and earth, and swallowed the big eyeball.
Boom boom boom!
The indestructible Archmage Tower within the ruins of Chaos City collapsed thunderously. The seals placed upon it all failed.
Accompanied by an indescribable and strange roar, a monster exuding overwhelming killing intent appeared.
The monster, nearly a thousand ters tall with a humanoid form but covered in ominous red hair, had arms that were long past its knees and atrophied legs, looking extrely deford.
Its hair consisted of writhing fleshly tentacles, with ends depicting various figures, their pre-death appearances vaguely visible, wizards, Dragon Abominations, black beasts, and the Athyst Race...
Upon the monster’s appearance, millions of different attacks were simultaneously unleashed from the tentacle ends, like a multicolored fireworks display shooting into the sky.
The Supre Archmage retreated behind the monster.
"Quick, kill all these bastards!"
This ancient evil demon, created by using a portion of his own divinity as the core, based on level six peak black beasts, and with countless lives as materials, was known as the "Chaos God Monster," and it also possessed level seven strength.
The monster clashed with the big eyeball, and the remaining level six experts retreated far away.
The Archmage sneered:
"Thinking of escaping? It’s too late for that, all of you stay here, there will be no place for you in the new worlds."
Suddenly.
An anomaly occurred in the sky.
The big eyeball cracked, and a terrifying lightning pillar, several miles thick, struck down.
The red-haired monster was sent flying, half of its body blasted away, and all of its tentacles were burned off.
The monster exploded with a boom, transforming into millions of blood-flesh worms, most of which were ground to dust by the thunder, while a small portion escaped into the void, whereabouts unknown.
The Archmage’s face changed. The damned monster was indeed unreliable.
He hastily defended with the Scepter, wanting to escape, but unable to leave the bounds of Chaos City, he had to endure.
All eighteen layers of defensive fields were erected, and beneath the heaven-shattering thunder, they shattered layer by layer.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The attack of the big eyeball grew increasingly fierce, with no end in sight.
"I’ll stake everything with you!"
The Archmage’s illusory figure began to burn, turning into a streak of light, all of which poured into the Scepter in his hand. The Supre Eye also rged into the Scepter, becoming a gem embedded on it.
From the tip of the Scepter, a blinding white beam shot out, like a ribbon, hanging upside down from the sky do.
The big eyeball was pierced by this strike, accompanied by the distant echoing of primitive, desolate roars of beasts.
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