God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 660

In this state, Valerius could be regarded as invincible beneath the Emperor realm.

Even if all the palace masters joined forces, they might not be able to defeat him.

"The peak of the Perfect Demon Lord."

"This old thing’s combat power is terrifying."

"If he obtains a Hibiscus Fruit, he will certainly step into the Emperor realm."

Caspian clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together.

"This Ethan."

"A nameless human brat."

"He actually forced Valerius to reveal everything."

Oberon frowned, dissatisfaction lingering in his voice.

They were geniuses of the same generation as Valerius.

In that era, all three had shone brightly.

Yet in the end, Valerius stood above them all and became the strongest of their generation.

They had clashed with him many times.

Never once had they pushed him to display his full strength.

And now Ethan had done so.

That alone was enough to unsettle them.

But that was not the core issue.

The real concern was this.

Ethan had already exceeded their expectations in strength and potential.

Yet Valerius, even facing such a monster, still appeared composed.

The old demon in his prime was far more frightening than they had imagined.

"With Valerius here, our three clans may not rise for a thousand years."

Linus exhaled slowly.

"Forget it."

"As long as Ethan falls, the Hibiscus Fruits will be ours."

"With those in hand, we can still catch up."

"The crisis of the Palace of the Four Cycles will also be resolved."

"Valerius may be domineering, but he is still the palace master."

"He will not exterminate us."

"At worst, we endure his suppression."

"It is better than being besieged and destroyed by outside forces."

He shook his head.

There was no other choice.

They could only rely on Valerius.

Gradually, the blinding lightning in the sky began to fade.

Dark clouds gathered and rolled.

Valerius’ long hair fluttered in the wind.

Behind him, enormous golden wings spread and beat slowly.

His golden eyes gleamed with sharp brilliance.

He raised a hand and tore away his upper garment.

Golden flames surged upward. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The fabric was instantly reduced to ash.

Across his muscular torso, several wounds were clearly visible.

Blood flowed from them, only to evaporate under the searing flames.

Even as they watched, the injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Golden Flame Holy Armor."

His lips moved faintly as he uttered four words.

Golden flames condensed around his body.

They formed into an exquisite and resplendent armor that wrapped him completely.

Valerius stood high in the sky.

In one hand, he held a divine sword.

The blade pointed downward at Ethan.

In that moment, he resembled a god descending to judge mortals.

"Ethan."

"For hundreds of years, you are the only one who has forced me into this state."

"The dignity of the Palace of the Four Cycles cannot tolerate blasphemy."

"You will pay for what you have done."

"Today, I will show you true power."

"Your life will be judged by me."

His voice rolled downward like thunder.

It was as if a deity pronounced sentence upon a sinner.

The scale of the confrontation shook all of Blue Wave City.

Powerful figures from hundreds of miles away arrived in haste.

They remained at the outskirts, staring in stunned silence.

A young man holding a long sword stood opposite Valerius, who shone like a golden god.

No one had expected such a scene.

An human had forced the chief palace master of the Palace of the Four Cycles, widely acknowledged as the strongest demon lord in the northwest of the Demon Territory, to this extent.

On a distant mountain peak, a white bearded old man stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Who is that youth."

"To force Valerius into this state."

"Rare indeed."

Beside him stood another powerful demon, hands clasped behind his back.

"Was the Palace of the Four Cycles not searching for someone named Ethan recently."

"If I am not mistaken, that must be him."

"So young."

"No spiritual energy fluctuations."

"A pure body cultivator."

"His realm appears only at the Upper Supreme."

"To cross such a vast gap and fight Valerius like this."

"What kind of talent is required."

His tone was filled with disbelief.

The white bearded old man let out a low chuckle.

"Who can say."

"I heard he obtained many Hibiscus Fruits within the Training Trial Secret Realm."

"Valerius’ motive is likely the fruits."

"And do not forget."

"The Palace of the Four Cycles also possesses ancient forbidden arts."

"The Blood Sacrifice Reincarnation Technique."

"Either of these would greatly enhance one’s heritage."

"You and I have lingered in this realm for thousands of years."

"Are you unmoved."

The other man shook his head.

"Moved or not is irrelevant."

"In this state, Valerius is nearly invincible beneath the Emperor realm."

"Unless Ethan holds a hidden trump card capable of gravely injuring him, we will have no opportunity."

The white bearded old man’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"I mean something else."

"If they fight to mutual ruin."

"And we join hands at that moment."

"Even if we cannot kill Valerius, we may seize a few Hibiscus Fruits."

A faint greed flickered across his face.

The other demon paused, then nodded.

"This opportunity comes once in a lifetime."

"Let us move closer."

They vanished from their positions.

At the center of the battlefield, Ethan looked up at Valerius.

He laughed softly.

An ancient monster who had lived for thousands of years still spoke in such grandiose phrases.

In the eyes of others, perhaps it seemed majestic.

To Ethan, it was merely amusing.

"Valerius."

"A pair of wings and a suit of shining armor will not change anything."

"You wish to kill me."

"It remains wishful thinking."

His voice was calm.

There was no trace of tension.

"Impudent."

A cold voice rang out from nearby.

Ember stepped forward, her eyes blazing.

"Ethan."

"My father has revealed his full strength."

"You still refuse to recognize reality."

"Surrender now."

"Beg for mercy."

"My father may grant you a complete corpse."

"To die beneath his blade is an honor."

"Others have not had such fortune."

Her tone was proud and cutting.

Ethan glanced toward her direction.

His gaze was indifferent.