Divine-level Base

Chapter 324 - 323: [Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor]

The four Legendary Powerhouses from the Gulondo World perished silently and tragically inside that Level 1 Spiritual Ability Tower.

’What a pity. After destroying the Brentania Republic’s three hundred thousand elite troops, I can’t use this identity anymore.’

Stigta walked out of the Level 1 Spiritual Ability Tower, a look of regret flashing in their eyes as they pressed a button.

BOOM!

An earth-shattering bang rang out as a cataclysmic explosion erupted from within the Level 1 Spiritual Ability Tower. Countless fragments shot out in all directions, raining down upon the earth.

"What’s happening?"

"What in the world is going on?"

"The Level 1 Spiritual Ability Tower... How could this happen? Why did it suddenly explode?"

"Marshal! Where’s the Marshal?"

"..."

The entire camp was thrown into chaos, leaderless and panicked.

Outside the camp, countless Void Demons swarmed toward them like a tide, frantically attacking the allied forces of the Brentania Republic and its subordinate states.

One by one, Void Demon Dukes radiating the terrifying aura of the Spirit Saint Level began their assault on the camp.

The Brentania Republic’s three Spirit Saints appeared within the camp and engaged the Void Demon Dukes in a fierce battle.

Light from all kinds of mysterious Secret Treasures flashed across the region. The air filled with continuous, thunderous booms and countless explosions as one terrifying powerhouse after another fell from the sky.

No matter how powerful the Brentania Republic’s three Spirit Saints were or what powerful Secret Treasures they wielded, without the protection of the Level 1 Spiritual Ability Tower, the strength of their allied forces was more than halved.

Stigta abandoning command threw the situation into utter chaos. Countless troops were left without a commander, forced to fight on their own in a desperate defense.

"Retreat!! Retreat!!"

After half an hour of fierce fighting, a golden light flashed in the sky, and from within it came the anguished roar of a Spirit Saint from the Brentania Republic.

The Brentania Republic’s army immediately collapsed and fled to the rear, hotly pursued by countless Void Demons.

In the void, ten Void Demon Dukes from various races and more than thirty Void Demon Marquises had completely surrounded two of the Brentania Republic’s Spirit Saints.

One was an old man with a full head of white hair and a matching beard, clad in silver armor. He was Trela, the Guardian God of the Brentania Republic. The other, a middle-aged man in black armor, was Prince Chicco of the Brentania Republic.

An exceptionally handsome Duke of the Blood Demon Clan spoke up. "Trela, surrender! You’re completely surrounded. There’s no escape. If you surrender, we can perform the conversion ritual for you. You can become Void Demon Nobles, our equals!"

"Impossible! My greatest wish in this life has been to protect the Brentania Republic! I will never betray my homeland!"

Trela’s gaze was icy as he raised a blue Spiritual Spear, engraved with the insignia of a mystical Demon Wolf, and pointed it at the ten Void Demon Dukes.

"The Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor!"

"That’s the Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor!"

"..."

The faces of the Void Demon Dukes in the spear’s path contorted in alarm, and they all retreated.

However, the thirty-plus Void Demon Marquises were forced to charge furiously toward Trela and Prince Chicco.

"Chicco, escape now! Leave this to me! You must protect the Brentania Republic in my stead!"

A look of grim resolve flashed in Trela’s eyes as he pulled the trigger.

A giant wolf, one hundred meters long and entirely blue, suddenly materialized in the void. Radiating the terrifying pressure of the Divine Spirit Level, it looked down upon all creation and opened its mouth to unleash a blast.

An incomparably terrifying blue beam of light shot out.

Four Void Demon Marquises were struck by the blue beam and instantly frozen solid in the void, their life forces completely extinguished.

The remaining Void Demon Marquises charging toward them were flash-frozen by the terrifyingly cold energy. They plummeted from the void like ice sculptures, their bodies cracking on impact with the ground.

The expressions on the ten Void Demon Dukes changed dramatically as they rapidly retreated, attempting to dodge the Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor’s attack.

The terrifying blue beam shot down, striking a Void Demon Duke and instantly freezing him solid within the column of light.

The terrifying blue beam continued its descent, slamming into the Void Demon army below. More than ten thousand Low Level Void Demons were instantly frozen into ice sculptures. A field of ice and snow spread out beneath the feet of over a hundred thousand more Void Demons, freezing them so thoroughly that they shivered uncontrollably with pale faces, their pursuit slowing to a crawl.

Instantly killing a Void Demon Duke in a single strike—such was the terrifying might of the Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor, one of the Seven Great Holy Spears.

After that single strike, however, Trela’s aura weakened noticeably.

The Seven Great Holy Spears possessed immense power, but the cost to wield them was equally terrifying. Even for a Spirit Saint, instantly killing another being of the same level required paying a hefty price.

Chicco gritted his teeth, his figure blurring as he transformed into a streak of light and fled into the distance.

"Kill him!"

An icy voice echoed from the void.

Fifteen Void Demon Dukes from various races lunged directly at Trela, ignoring the frantically fleeing Chicco.

Chicco was also a powerhouse at the Spirit Saint Level, but compared to the threat posed by the Holy Spear, the Ice and Snow Wolf Emperor, he was utterly insignificant.

Trela pulled the trigger again. The hundred-meter-long, blue giant wolf, radiating the terrifying pressure of the Divine Spirit Level, appeared once more. It shot out another blue beam that slammed into a Werewolf Demon Duke, instantly freezing him into a block of ice that shattered into glittering dust and scattered on the wind.

After instantly killing another Demon Duke with a single shot, much of the color drained from Trela’s hair. A pair of Angel Light Wings unfurled from his back, and he transformed into a streak of white light, fleeing desperately into the distance.

"Trela, you’re a dead man today!"

An icy voice rang out from the void as a fifty-meter-tall skeletal Giant materialized, radiating a sinister and bizarre aura as it swiped directly at Trela.

Countless motes of eerie light appeared, and the void itself seemed to be enveloped and devoured by that single swipe.

Trela pulled the trigger once more. The terrifying giant wolf reappeared, blasting a blue beam of light directly at the skeletal Giant.

Innumerable strands of black Power of Void Demon intertwined with the blue beam. The two forces collided, canceling each other out before collapsing and being utterly annihilated.

Layers of blue ice began to form on the skeletal Giant, spreading rapidly across its bones.

"Trela, die!"

A cold, cruel voice echoed from the void. The Blood Demon Duke, Christian, became a blur. In an instant, he appeared behind Trela and plunged a claw into his chest, ripping out his heart.