With the thought of killing as many as possible, Edmund must go all out, even though unsealing the True Sun might bring unpredictable consequences and costs to himself, it’s the only thing to do!
The Earth Demon Lord’s face was terrified, and a long-lost sense of despair arose in its heart. Over the endless years, it had never felt this way... After all, the last ti Sauron broke through the Abyss, it wasn’t in its lair, but out on a mission.
The surface of its massive true form, tens of thousands of miles long, was covered with scars, like the craters on the Moon these were injuries inflicted by powerful enemies on Edmund, difficult to heal.
Boom!
The True Sun’s palm descended, a blazing golden fla palm, like the hand of a god, pressing across the Universe. Wonders and anomalies manifested, images of the Golden Crow, Phoenix, and Fire Dragon danced in the flas, lighting up the night in Nora as if it were day!
On other battlefields, both demons and wizards paused in their battles, keenly perceiving the terrifying commotion from Edmund’s side.
"Is... is that the Grand Council Chairman?"
Lady Rowling was a bit surprised.
"Lord Edmund isn’t going through ascension, is he?"
The Blue Dream Star Lord felt a bit worried.
Even the Nine Death Swordsman looked solemn;
he had thought that in the previous rescue mission for the Heavenly Will, Edmund had given his all... Now it seems he still had sothing in reserve;
this kind of power might already have one foot into Level 11, comparable to the beings just before the 666th layer of the Abyss.
The Heavenly Will also felt sowhat shaken. It always thought Edmund’s strength was comparable to its own at its peak, but now realized it had overestimated itself... Its strongest state was still far inferior to Edmund’s current power.
No wonder this man had absolute confidence in rging the Heavenly World with Nora. He might be very close to the once mighty Sauron, definitely the second strongest existence since the birth of the wizard civilization. Across the Pan-Plane, he might only be second to the mysterious and long-absent Fire Sovereign.
However, in the eyes of the Heavenly Will, Edmund’s current realm is not necessarily a good thing;
the closer to Level 11, the greater the misfortune... Especially for soone like Edmund, already entangled in the disputes of the Giant World.
"Edmund! Take it easy!"
The Heavenly Will could only transmit telepathic ssages to the scarlet figure, hoping he would manage to stay safe, as sacrificing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of his own would still an failure for Nora. The barbarian tribes shared the sa fate of shared prosperity.
As for the Wind Demon, Lady of Desire, Shadow Demon Queen, and other demon powerhouses, they employed various thods to distance themselves from the battlefield at the sight of the shocking scene, and none dared to support the Earth Demon Lord. In their view, Edmund must have used so thod of ascension, burning his Vitality Life Span to advance further. After exhausting him, victory would co without needing to fight this Blood Battle!
The Earth Demon Lord felt despair;
it never should have gotten involved in this ss, no wonder those old ones at the Abyss Bottom hadn’t co out.
It burned its Demon Body, clashing with the giant hand. The fusion of earth and fire ultimately left fire prevailing, shattering and lting the Earth Demon Lord’s Demon Body.
Its powerful Demon Soul broke free, attempting to escape, but was grabbed by Edmund’s giant hand, wrapped in crimson flas, incinerated into a pile of ashes. The Mother River had long been waiting;
its murky waters carried the true soul of the Earth Demon Lord away, while chains floated in the palm of the King of the Underworld, tightly binding it.
"No! No! Chaos Servant Lord... save !"
The Earth Demon Lord’s piercing cry echoed in the Land of Darkness.
It was incredibly unwilling, clearly the strongest and the last one to join the battlefield... yet the first to exit.
Edmund evidently had the power to slay the Wind Demon Lords but delayed acting, intentionally waiting for it to enter!
What a damn sha!
In the indescribable dinsions, the Specter of the Chaotic Servant gazed at the struggling Earth Demon Lord without intervening, because across the distant Mother River, the Netherworld Ancestor stood sword in hand, coldly watching, ready to strike at any mont.
And so, the lord of the 653rd layer of the Abyss, Valerid, one of the Four Great Demon Lords, fell like lightning and died at the hands of Legendary Wizard Edmund, the "Arcane Terminator," except he was the one "terminated."
Since antiquity, there had been no case of a lord beyond the 600th Abyssal layer facing true Death... the Earth Demon Lord was only the beginning but never an end.
The battlefield gradually quieted down.
When the fire light faded, other Supre Council powerhouses looked at the crimson figure, montarily stunned and not daring to approach.
"Grand Council Chairman?"
"Lord Edmund?"
The crimson figure gradually dissipated, returning to its original form as Edmund.
"I’m here... let’s go back."
And across Nora, Heaven, Pandora, New World, Land of the Four Seas... various wizard organizations, or on the heated battlefields, countless figures couldn’t help but look towards the crimson-tinged crystal wall.
Shock, confusion, uncertainty, delight... Years of bloody battles had taught everyone that such anomalies were inevitably caused by the Grand Council Chairman, only never so bright before. Could it be, has the Grand Council Chairman stepped into Level 11?
If so, there is hope for Nora!
On the Sorren Continent, the Dragon Fla God sat cross-legged on the Tower of Heaven with a weak expression, the Endless Fire Nest Demiplane behind him already dimd, but after a month of frenzied slaughter, the Nora Council had basically stabilized the war situation. Therefore, he only needed a good rest, nothing more.
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