The Giant Kings were extrely fierce, relying on ancestral supre treasures to suppress their respective opponents, transforming into bodies that spanned thousands of miles, astonishing everyone.
Figures like Whale Emperor or ordinary level 10 strongn from the Pan-Plane were much inferior compared to Legendary Wizards, barely sustaining themselves, feeling on the verge of defeat at any mont.
Boom!
The Eight-Ard Demon Emperor once again shattered the perilous peak, sending the Sky Pool Monarch flying away, treating it like a sandbag, unable to face Levi head-on and only able to dodge.
It felt terror inside:
"Too strong, this guy is too strong, what kind of monster is he!"
At the start of the great battle, it had already lost the courage to continue.
"Damn it, soone hurry and help !"
The Sky Pool Monarch’s figure kept retreating.
Levi seed like a heartless killing machine, beyond the shadows, countless starlights descended, bathing the Eight-Ard Demon Emperor in a radiant glow, stunningly beautiful!
Starry Sky Sword Scripture Star River Sword Washing!
The magnificent light blasted the Sky Pool Monarch away, the defensive field around it could no longer withstand, gradually breaking down, and the aftermath shattered its body into fragnts scattered around.
The fragnts transford into mountain peaks like two walls in parallel, an abyssal mouth opened with terrifying suction, attempting to draw Levi into unknown dinsional space.
Behind Levi, the Red Emperor Star descended, continuously expanding, annihilating all within a hundred thousand miles radius, swiftly collapsing the parallel walls, and the voice of the Sky Pool Monarch ca from within.
"Lord Lost, save ! Save !"
The Lost Monarch observed and his eyes flickered: "Damn it, how can the old Sky Pool Monarch not last a hundred rounds? What realm is this person in?"
Longevity was like a blink of an eye for it, while for Levi, these thousand years were enough to transform from a nobody to a mighty figure across the Multidinsional Plane. .
This is the advantage of the short-lived species!
Amidst the chaotic battle, the Lost Monarch raised a finger, pointing out a long ink-colored line, and the Mountain Giant King saw this and imdiately protected himself with a supre treasure, using his body to resist.
Boom! The Mountain Giant King’s figure retreated, his face pale, but he refused to avoid it. The supre treasure buzzed, unsure of how long it could last.
"The might of the Four Emperors, just like this."
The Mountain Giant King boosted his courage and charged again.
"Well done!"
Charactus’s palm shot out a shadow greatsword, aiming at the Lost Monarch, sneering: "You underestimate us too much, allowing yourself to be distracted."
The Lost Monarch frowned slightly, layers of maze erged in front of him. The shadow greatsword shredded the obstacles, piercing into his chest, causing significant injury. He knew he couldn’t be distracted, for both opponents in front were not simple figures.
The Lost Monarch laughed: "Not bad, the war has started for so long, Charactus, you’ve finally managed to hurt . Next, I will take it seriously."
He no longer cared about the Sky Pool Monarch.
War always claims lives.
Boom! Accompanied by the violent tremors of the Shadow World, the Sky Pool Monarch revealed a magnificent figure under the crimson giant star and then began to lt away.
No matter how hard it resisted, it was to no avail.
The Great Sun descended, all returned to Void!
The Sky Pool Monarch, dead!
"Sigh!"
The warhorse neighed, the murky Yellow River descended upon the Shadow World, and Leon, already at Level 9 Late Stage, slashed out a golden light, subjugating the Level 10 Middle Stage true soul!
The Underworld aura descended, causing the many monarchs present to change dramatically.
The Angry Monarch said in a deep voice, questioning:
"Is the Underworld participating too?"
Leon packed up the true soul, looking left and right, finally gazing at the Lost Monarch.
"Big guy, are you talking to ?"
"Aside from you, are there any other Underworld people?"
"I do not represent the Underworld, nor am I the Nether Emperor, I am just an ordinary little sidekick by my master’s side."
Leon shrugged, riding away into the Void.
"Stop your deceit, your actions today, we Nightmares can consider it Underworld’s abandonnt of neutrality and a declaration of war against us. If you insist on seeking death, don’t bla us Nightmares for being rciless after this battle." The Angry Monarch raged powerlessly.
"Whatever you say, big guy."
Leon waved his hand and left, completely ignoring the threat.
Having resolved the Sky Pool Monarch, Levi was still unsatisfied.
He collected the spoils, pouncing towards the Pale Monarch like a hungry wolf.
This figure, also with Level 10 Middle Stage Cultivation, paired with the Level 10 Early Stage Sealed Sovereign, together ford an attack and control lineup battling the Lady of Thunder, who struggled to keep up. If not for the various techniques of the Legendary Wizards, ordinary level 10 would have already been defeated.
Speaking of which, the Pale Monarch and Levi had so connection.
The Black Dragon Territory was precisely its domain, yet during Levi’s growth period, this monarch never showed up, causing its vassals to secede and engage in chaotic warfare.
Back in the day, it was the one who annihilated the Ash Dragon.
Seeing Levi charging, the Pale Monarch’s skeleton body crumbled apart, disintegrating into white fog covering a hundred thousand miles, the fog composed of bone powder.
"Madam, you deal with the Sealed Sovereign, I’ll handle the Pale!"
"Alright, be careful."
Levi volitionally took on the strongest monarch.
Activating [Bath Blood] Special Effect, enhancing all Seven-dinsional Attributes by 70%, he looked at the pervasive white fog, heartily mocking: "Letting you taste my Nine Palace Sealing!" Having experience battling the Grey Mist Monarch, he wouldn’t be helpless against such thods.
With the augntation of nearly 140 thousand spiritual force, the ninth-circle spell bore legendary might, unfolding within a hundred thousand miles radius, the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams positions, massive space twisted and distorted.
"No, this is sealing magic..."
The Pale Monarch realized sothing was amiss, but it was too late.
Space twisted into a sphere, sealing the white fog within a spatial bubble, rapidly shrinking, as white bone claws thrust out, attempting to shatter the bubble to escape, after all this ninth-circle spell couldn’t hold for too long.
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