"The Earth Demon Lord appears to be heading towards the Nora Battlefield. The ensuing Blood Battle situation has worsened... So many Gargoyles, they’re not easy to handle."
The four Great Demon Lords, three have arrived, leaving only the last one, the Water Demon Lord, yet to make an appearance. Surely, it is just a matter of ti.
The mighty Nether River descends, and the Kings of the Underworld riding skeletal warhorses travel on the waves. Ahead, a golden light pierces through the realm;
it is a handso golden-haired swordsman, who draws his sword and cleaves, filling the air with a boundless aura of Death. Wherever the Sword Qi passes, even the Sky Do bears the marks of ti.
The Stone Demon Lord couldn’t retract his giant arm in ti, taking a hard strike. Instantly, it was covered in wrinkles like an old man’s, fragile and unable to withstand the pain, letting out a muffled groan. Mind you, earlier, when facing the Overlord’s cut from the Death Knight, it did not change face.
"The 13th Netherworld Emperor, Nine Death Swordman!" The Earth Demon Lord swiftly retreats, his gaze fixedly locked onto the golden-haired swordsman.
Suddenly, the Fla Demon’s scream pierces the air, interrupted by a massive pillar descending from above. An eagle-like figure swoops down, seizing Yinuerde’s Demon Body, and flies to the top of the pillar.
Its head is that of an eagle, with a human body, wings as sharp as blades, holding a Scepter, surrounded by a storm of Death Energy. The Fla Demon’s body is pierced by thousands of sword feathers, yet struggles still.
Nine Death Swordman holds the sword and says, "Yinuerde will serve as compensation for the tumult you caused over the past centuries... Valerid, do you dare face in battle?"
The Earth Demon Lord’s eyes are dark as his form dissolves, leaving behind only the echo of his voice.
"Do not be eager, one day the Abyss Army will flatten Hell, sweep through the Underworld, and the Underworld Source River will also submit to the Supre Will. You are too conservatively backward, content with the current state of the Multidinsional Plane! What we do is not invasion, but unification and integration, climbing ever higher! Only the progressive Abyss can lead the Multidinsional Plane to explore a broader world!"
Nine Death Swordman stands with his sword, silently.
With the task completed, the Beast King and Death Knight each disperse. The ground where Black King City once stood is now left in ruins.
In a field.
Black King City slowly descends. The Devils, who just witnessed a level 10 battle, are still shaken, their hearts heavy. The Purgatory Demon Sword says, "Thankfully, Brother, you arrived in ti. The winds of war change swiftly;
life and death are unpredictable."
At this mont, he yearns even more for the ninth circle.
Not only does he want the ninth circle, but he also desires dual cultivation of spells and body refinent in the ninth circle, so he can barely keep up with Brother without falling too far behind.
On the other side, the Master of Demon Fox’s heart is frantic, not daring to gaze directly at Levi. It never expected the two Supernovas of the Wizard World would actually help Devils! Had Levi not intervened, Black King City would have ceased to exist! The spirit of internationalism, casting aside past grievances, is truly precious! Even as a devil, it feels a touch of emotion and tearfulness!
Later, two level 10 Pillars and even Nine Death Swordman personally arrived to assist against the Earth Demon Lord for the sake of the Dusk Palace Master, further affirming the Dusk Palace Master’s esteed position in the Underworld.
It believes if it were in its place, the Pillars might aid, but Nine Death Swordman likely wouldn’t personally co, hence there is so envy and jealousy in its heart.
Eventually, it sets aside its complex emotions, offering a grand bow, "Thank you, Sir."
Levi says with righteous pride, "No need for thanks, we are allies now;
how could I stand by?"
The Void ripples, Purgatory Heavenly Horse neighs, and the Death Knight arrives, accompanied by Lady White Bone. She chuckles, "Sir Levi, long ti no see."
Levi laughs, "Thank you, Madam, thank you, Death Knight."
It seems saving Lady White Bone back then was indeed the right choice, and this good karma repaid itself.
The Death Knight courteously says, "Hearing is not as good as seeing;
to have dared to confront Yinuerde with a level 9 body, the Dusk Palace Master’s reputation precedes him!"
Levi sincerely praises, "Those few strikes from earlier were truly impressive, giving much to ponder."
The Death Knight lovingly caresses the black sword.
"I rely rely on the advantage of the supre treasure;
its na is Overlord, left by a Supre Being of the Pan-Plane from ancient tis. After traversing countless eras, I ca to possess it."
Levi had only heard of the Overlord but saw it for the first ti.
According to Master Bao Long’s evaluation, this sword has an extraordinary origin, possibly refined from the remnants of ancient evil creatures. When wielded, it distorts space and affects ti.
Not everyone can wield this sword;
compatibility is key. If used by the right person, its power rivals the top ten treasures on the supre treasure list. If wielded by ordinary people, it may only be diocre. Hence, Master Bao Long ultimately ranked it 18th.
From the battle earlier, it is evident that this sword and the Death Knight are extrely well-suited, allowing a early-stage level 10 expert to suppress the similarly-staged Fla Demon and display middle-stage level 10 power, indeed remarkable!
While the Death Knight converses with Levi, Lady White Bone and the Master of Demon Fox go off to chat together. Though their relationship was ordinary, thanks to Levi, it improved significantly.
Levi and the Death Knight chatted for a long ti. After knowing more, Levi’s fondness for this Undead powerhouse grew considerably. He could also sense that this strong entity seed to have a request.
As they talk, the Death Knight suddenly ntioned his past life.
"In my past life, I was the King of a dium-sized civilization, having built a mighty empire. But eventually I could not reach level 9 and died. After being reborn as an undead, however, the path was surprisingly smooth, step by step reaching level 10, highly regarded by the Underworld, holding the position of Seventh Pillar for several millennia. Yet, the path of the Undead is too difficult to refine,with potential not as great as yours. Thus, I have one presumptuous request..."
"Please say it."
"After this Hell Blood Battle is over, I want to rebuild myself, to reincarnate in your Dusk Holy Temple and beco a true knight. As the master of the temple, I am a Hell Pillar, so such matters should be discussed with you to avoid misunderstandings."
Hearing the Death Knight’s words, Levi is slightly surprised.
"Sir, you still have quite a lot of lifespan remaining, don’t you?"
"Indeed."
"Are you willing to let go of your level-10 cultivation in this life?"
"If I cannot advance further, what is the point of living longer?"
"Admirable, I have no objections. Before reincarnating, give a heads-up. Perhaps I can help you find a better reincarnation body."
"That is my intention;
thank you!"
"By the way, what was your previous identity, not inconvenient to disclose?"
The Death Knight gazes upward and sighs:
"The past is but a fleeting cloud, nothing inconvenient about it... In my previous life, I was the King of the Sun Crown Clan, Victory Monarch Arthur!"
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