Chapter 628 Devil Race Vs Angel Race War
Chapter 628 Devil Race Vs Angel Race War
The swirling vortex of the spatial tunnel spat them out into the inky void. Before them, the ominous crimson glow of Mo Yu’s Star pulsed, a foreboding beacon of their enemy’s lair.
The combined forces of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion and the Angel Race surged forward, their celestial energy forming a shimmering shield against the oppressive aura emanating from the devilish planet.
A formidable figure materialized before them. A hulking demon, his horns gleaming like obsidian daggers, held his fist aloft, his booming voice echoing through the void.
“Celestial Maiden Yuqing,” he declared, General Mo Ku of the Devil Race, “turn back while you still can. Let peace prevail. This needless bloodshed serves no purpose.”
Celestial Maiden Yuqing scoffed. Her celestial armor, adorned with radiant feathers, shimmered as she raised her head. “Peace? Don’t mock me with your empty words, General Mo Ku. The actions of your King and his insolent sons have sown the seeds of war. We, the combined might of the righteous, have come to reap the harvest!”
With a battle cry that echoed through the cosmos, the Heavenly Jade Pavilion unleashed their signature formation, the Moonlit Cascade. Hundreds of disciples, their bodies shimmering with celestial energy, formed a cascade of light, each layer amplifying the power of the one below.
Across the battlefield, the Angel warriors, led by Celestial Maiden Yuqing’s daughters, formed their own formidable formation, the Seraph’s Fury. Their wings, a dazzling display of white and gold, spread wide, creating a vortex of celestial energy that channeled their collective power into a devastating offensive.
The battle commenced. The Heavenly Jade Pavilion disciples unleashed a flurry of attacks – Starfall Fury, sending a downpour of celestial energy spears, and Jade Gale, a hurricane of razor-sharp wind blades. The Angel warriors responded with their own celestial arts – Divine Feathers, a storm of razor-sharp feathers imbued with divine energy, and Seraph’s Wrath, a concentrated beam of celestial light capable of vaporizing anything in its path.
Among the Angel warriors, the twenty-eight who had received Wang Jian’s “training” stood out. Their movements flowed with a newfound grace and power. Their attacks, fueled by the Law of Love subtly woven into their being, were nearly as potent as their leader’s. They moved like a whirlwind, cutting through the ranks of the Devil Race with terrifying efficiency.
The Devil Race and the local Devil Tribes retaliated in kind. Their demonic cultivators unleashed a barrage of Curse of Withering, a vile spell that drained life force, and Venomous Bite, a venomous attack that inflicted excruciating pain. The devilish bloodlines within them pulsed, fueling their dark arts – Bloodfire Burst, an explosion of demonic energy that scorched the battlefield, and Shadow Chains, ethereal chains that bound their opponents in darkness.
Wang Jian, perched on a meteor overlooking the battlefield, observed the chaos with a detached amusement. The combined might of the righteous was overwhelming the Devil Race and their allies. But a flicker of concern crossed his face as he spotted Lu Rong’er.
Despite her newfound strength, Lu Rong’er found herself overwhelmed. Unlike her comrades who were facing low number of opponents, she was swarmed by a horde of lesser demons.
Her movements, honed for one-on-one combat, became sluggish as she struggled to defend herself from attacks coming from all sides.
Her reserves of Spiritual Energy and Divine Energy, while significantly improved since her training with Wang Jian, were rapidly depleting.
She wasn’t used to fighting in such a chaotic environment, and the sheer number of opponents was draining her resources faster than she could replenish them.
The Devils, noticing her weakness, converged upon her. They recognized her as a celestial princess and capturing her presented a valuable opportunity. A horde of lesser demons surrounded her, their attacks relentless. Lu Rong’er fought back valiantly, but the sheer number overwhelmed her.
As a particularly vicious bite from a Bloodhound Demon tore through her armor, Lu Rong’er’s eyes met Wang Jian’s for a fleeting moment. A silent plea for help flashed across her face, but it was lost in the cacophony of battle.
A wave of despair washed over her. This was it. She was going to be captured. Just as a hulking Devil General, his eyes glowing with cruel ambition, reached out to seize her, the world spun around her. A dark energy engulfed her, pulling her away from the battlefield before she could scream.
A sly smile played on Wang Jian’s lips as he noticed that Lu Rong’er had been captured. Everything was going according to plan.
Lu Rong’er’s capture was not a setback, but an opportunity.
A collective gasp rose from the Angel ranks as they witnessed Lu Rong’er fall prey to the Devil horde. Her celestial armor, once shimmering with divine light, was now marred by cracks and bite marks. Despair flickered in Celestial Maiden Yuqing’s eyes, a mother’s love momentarily overriding her role as a leader.
But before she could divert her attention away from her opponent, a crack of crimson lightning sliced through the battlefield. All eyes turned towards the source: Wang Jian, his figure crackling with raw heavenly tribulation energy. He unleashed a devastating attack – “Crimson Dragon’s Fury,” a torrent of fiery lightning that slammed into the ranks of the Obsidian Claw Devil Tribe led by the imposing General Fu Li.
The lesser demons caught in the path of the attack were vaporized instantly. Even the stronger devils, imbued with the resilience of their bloodlines, were sent reeling, their dark energy shields flickering precariously. General Fu Li, however, weathered the onslaught, his obsidian claws glowing with a menacing light.
He retaliated with the “Obsidian Shattering Strike,” a brutal technique that channeled demonic energy into a devastating punch. The air itself seemed to crackle as his fist hurtled towards Wang Jian.
With a flicker, Wang Jian vanished from his spot, reappearing a hair’s breadth away from Lu Rong’er. The Devil warriors surrounding her were caught off guard, their surprise amplified by the lingering tendrils of red lightning that crackled around them.
In a display of awe-inspiring power, Wang Jian unleashed his signature technique – “Crimson Heaven’s Judgement.” A sphere of condensed celestial energy, pulsating with a crimson hue, erupted from his hand. The surrounding devils were thrown back by the sheer force of the blast, their demonic auras sputtering out.
Lu Rong’er, dazed and disoriented, looked up to see Wang Jian, his face a mask of stoicism. Before she could react, he scooped her up in his arms and activated the “Phantom Shift,” disappearing in a flash of shimmering light. General Fu Li’s attack, aimed at Wang Jian’s previous location, grazed the empty space, his frustrated roar echoing across the battlefield.
Relief washed over Celestial Maiden Yuqing. Witnessing her daughter’s rescue had refocused her determination. She unleashed her most potent attack – “Thundering Descent of the Phoenix.” A radiant phoenix, wreathed in crackling lightning bolts, materialized behind her. With a piercing cry, it descended upon her opponent, a Celestial General of the Devil Race, engulfing him in a blinding blaze of celestial energy.
The battle raged on, the air thick with the stench of burnt flesh and demonic energy. The Heavenly Jade Pavilion disciples, led by the ever-graceful Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan, unleashed a barrage of techniques. “Starlight Cascade” rained down a shower of celestial energy spears, while “Jade Gale’s Fury” sent a whirlwind of razor-sharp wind blades carving through the enemy ranks.
The Angels, emboldened by Wang Jian’s daring rescue of their princess and invigorated by their formations, launched a series of attacks.
Princess Anye, blessed with the power of the Thunder True God, unleashed a barrage of “Thunderous Fury,” bolts of crackling lightning that decimated enemy ranks.
Princess Ruoqing, blessed by the Flame True God, conjured a fiery inferno with her technique “Burning Heaven,” scorching the battlefield.
The Devil Race and local Devil Tribes retaliated in kind. Their attacks were a cacophony of darkness and savagery. Bloodcurdling screams filled the air as the Bloodhorn Devil Tribe unleashed the “Curse of Shrieking Death,” a debilitating curse that sapped vitality. The Venomfang Serpent Tribe launched “Venomous Rain,” a barrage of venomous darts that turned the ground into a toxic swamp.
General Mo Ku roared, unleashing his forbidden technique “Blood Sacrifice Demonic Transformation.”
His demonic form swelled, his obsidian armor crackling with dark energy as he charged towards the Celestial Maiden Yuqing.
However, Celestial Maiden Yuqing, undeterred, met his charge head-on with her own devastating technique “Divine Wrath of the Archangel,” a concentrated beam of celestial energy capable of shattering mountains.
More Devil Tribes released their bloodline abilities to unleash a torrent of chaos – the Obsidian Claw Devil Tribe unleashed the “Obsidian Shattering Strike,” while the Blood Viper Tribe unleashed their venomous fangs in a terrifying attack known as the “Crimson Fang’s Kiss.”
But despite their brutal tactics, the combined might of the righteous forces started to break through. The Heavenly Jade Pavilion’s formations, honed through generations of practice, proved highly effective in channeling and amplifying their attacks. Sacred enchantments inscribed on their armor and weapons provided an additional layer of protection against demonic assaults.
The Devils, relying on brute force and unorthodox techniques, struggled to keep pace. Their formations, chaotic and disorganized, were easily disrupted by the strategic maneuvers of the Angel warriors. The Devil Race, caught unprepared for such a coordinated attack, found themselves pushed back steadily towards the protective barrier that shielded their star.
As the hours wore on, the momentum shifted decisively in favor of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion and the Angel Race.