Chapter 764: Chapter 428: Ten Thousand Swords Unite, Strike!
The Elf King shot him a glance and said directly, "I think you want me dead."
What a joke!
The consecutive bursts had already drained him severely.
The Elf King was already feeling overwhelmed dealing with these three Great Demon Monarchs.
If three more came, the Elf King had no confidence he could withstand them.
After all, these Great Demon Monarchs, after igniting their Demon Blood, were almost as strong as them.
Taking on three was already the limit.
"Elf King, what are you looking at?"
Seizing the moment the Elf King got distracted, a Great Demon Monarch swung down with its giant sword, knocking the Elf King flying.
"Miris, you’re really useless," the Dwarf King criticized mercilessly.
The Elf King, knocked flying, quickly steadied himself.
The previous blow made his chest feel tight, and blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.
But to avoid showing his weakness to the demons, the moment the blood appeared, the Elf King used Divine Power to evaporate it clean.
With a pale face, he said, "Krookum, I admit you’re a bit stronger than me."
"You hold off these six demons, and I’ll go destroy the Teleportation Array, alright?"
The Dwarf King, upon hearing that, straightforwardly refused, "No way."
"Why not?"
"Because I can’t beat that many demons either."
Seeing his straightforward admittance of weakness, the Elf King shot him another glance.
At this moment, the group of demons heard the Dwarf King’s voice, and laughed one by one, "Hahaha! So the Dwarf King finally admits he’s not as good as us!"
"Indeed, the Abyss Realm is the strongest!"
"The Holy Spirit Realm’s weaklings should be ruled by the great Demon Race!"
Ignoring the jeers of the demons, the Elf King asked again, "Krookum, where’s the Giant King? Why hasn’t he come over yet?"
"You ask me? How would I know?"
The Dwarf King said speechlessly, "You know I’ve never gotten along with that guy."
"And his temper is quite odd, who knows what he’s thinking,"
The Elf King also felt somewhat helpless; the Giant King’s temper was indeed odd.
Now, if his help was available, that Abyssal Teleportation Array would have been destroyed long ago.
However, the Elf King had sent a request for help to the Giant Race two months ago.
The other side neither replied nor refused.
To this day, not a single member of the Giant Race had come over.
The Elf King didn’t know what the Giant Race was doing.
Or rather, he wasn’t sure what the Giant Race’s stance was.
As he watched, the situation reached a stalemate.
Although all major races had already arrived at the center of the Elf Realm to participate in the battle,
it seemed they could still hold on.
But continuing like this would result in too many casualties!
Basically, for every four or five Legends from the Abyss Realm that died, one from the Holy Spirit Realm would also fall.
It didn’t seem like a loss.
But everyone knew that comparing the number of strong individuals with the Abyss Realm was suicide!
If that Teleportation Array wasn’t destroyed, even if they got through this time, the number of strong individuals in the Holy Spirit Realm would sharply decrease.
If the Abyss Realm organized a few more assaults of this level, the Holy Spirit Realm would have no hope of holding on.
Thinking of this, not only the Elf King,
but also the strong individuals from the major races on the field felt a growing sense of urgency.
This was just the first large-scale attack from the Abyss Realm and already left them feeling powerless.
If there was a full-scale invasion, how could the Holy Spirit Realm defend?
Moreover, the real top forces of the Abyss Realm hadn’t appeared yet.
They all knew that, apart from the Great Demon Monarchs with Demigod Level strength,
the Abyss Realm also harbored Demon Gods with Divine Level strength!
And not just one.
Only by comparison did they realize how vast the gap truly was.
At this time, the Dwarf King couldn’t help but curse, "Damn, we’ve been screwed by those guys again!"
"If they hadn’t monopolized all the rules, we wouldn’t be cut off from the path to the Divine Spirit!"
"Those bastards taking up the latrine but not using it!"
At this moment, as if sensing the Dwarf King’s curses, angered lightning appeared once again in the sky!
However, the Dwarf King remained fearless, continuing to curse at the sky as he fought.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
"On talent, I can have Divine Level combat power in the Demigod Realm."
"On effort, from birth, I’ve been at war!"
"If you hadn’t hoarded the rules, I would have long broken through to the Divine Realm, maybe even become a True God!"
"How many strong individuals capable of breaking through to the Divine Spirit Level has my lineage of Dwarf Kings produced?"
"But, they all stopped at the Demigod Realm, and after the Power of Rules was exhausted, they quickly declined and died."
"Is this the rule you’ve set?"
"Damn you! What do you take the Holy Spirit Realm for?"
The Dwarf King cursed relentlessly, without a care.
However, his words seemed to have touched upon a taboo!
Thunder roared in the sky, growing even angrier.
The Dwarf King’s eyes were wide with anger, almost wishing to charge into the sky and fight!
The Elf King consoled at this moment, "Krookum, forget it."
"Those guys won’t listen."
The Dwarf King also knew that the Elf King made sense, but couldn’t help feeling bouts of bitterness.
At this moment, both of them simultaneously felt a lonely sense of isolation.
The Dwarf King nodded, "I know, but even if they won’t listen, I want to curse a bit more!"
"Anyway, those guys can’t come over."
The Elf King chuckled.
Just then, his expression suddenly changed.
The Elf King saw the Demigod Demon, which had almost been beaten to death by the Dwarf King, suddenly reappear.
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