The Last King Of Darkness-Chapter 1527 - 726: Turning Point

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Chapter 1527: Chapter 726: Turning Point

This simple and rude remark unexpectedly sparked a burst of laughter.

Ak was instantly enraged.

"You’re courting death, Viheler."

Viheler laughed loudly: "Yes, I’m courting death. Come kill me."

Ak’s voice turned ominous.

"You think you’ve won? How laughable, you know nothing of the Ancient God that destroyed a human civilization, that chaotic terror, even we evil thoughts dare not touch... Look, it’s already come!"

In the distance, the third blood tide surged forth.

It was larger than the previous two waves, the blood-red light towering and nearly swallowing the horizon, and Rod clearly saw that the tide of monsters surging forth from the blood light were almost all the Fallen, warriors once belonging to Saint Reel.

They were devoured by the Blood God upon death, becoming creations of flesh, from initiates to high-ranking Church Knights, except for a few who escaped from Saint Reel, they were all here, numbering in the millions.

"Hahahaha!"

Ak laughed maniacally:

"See? This is the backbone of the Blood God Divine Kingdom, most of those Flesh Puppets are made of civilian flesh, even with enhancement, their essential strength can’t match these Fallen, who are the true flesh monsters."

The crazed Fallen let out ferocious roars, the terrifying sound engulfing everyone’s hearing like a furious tide, the entire world seemed filled with the sound of monsters.

Bossivale trembled at the sight of these former warriors, quivering as he said, "Kill them, we must kill them."

Viheler shouted, "We will, Your Excellency Bossivale."

He raised the Holy Sword high, the massive light radiated from the sword blade, sweeping across the battlefield, countless Black Fires extinguished under this light.

"Ha, Viheler, the Dawn Holy Sword is not a weapon you can wield."

Ak’s cold sarcasm emerged from the darkness, black light spurted out, covering every monster with burning Black Blood.

The dawn’s light could only clear some of them, most monsters were driven insane under the burning Black Blood.

The battlefield power balance once again shifted, Rod and Kai held off all King Level and Strong King Level Monsters, Jelaba and ten other Monarchs blocked all Flesh Giants, all Special Level Combatants of Trolian were at the forefront of the blood tide, the Spiritual Power Railguns and long-range firepower on the city walls never ceased, all the High Rank Combatants were fighting bloody battles below the battlefield.

When the rampant Fallens charged into the battlefield, the front lines began to falter, everyone exerted all their strength but still couldn’t stop such a rampant torrent.

In the bloody battle, Luo Weiya was caught off guard when a Flesh Giant approached him, struck by a heavy blow, half of his body was beaten into a bloody mess, fortunately Horus managed to channel a stream of Bright Light into his wound amidst the chaos, stabilizing his injury.

"Where’s our support?"

Luo Weiya had to retreat a long distance to avoid the edge of the blood tide, but seeing the entire front line already faltering under the Fallen’s assault, he couldn’t help but be anxious.

"Why hasn’t it arrived yet?"

Jelaba said in a deep voice, "The attack was too fast, some of it is still on the way and got obstructed by the Doomsday believers."

"So despicable!" Luo Weiya cursed angrily, "Ancient Evil Thoughts are indeed cowardly failures."

Ak’s voice came from afar, carrying icy sarcasm.

"Foolish rhetoric, do you think I’ll give up our despicable scheme because of this? To engage you in a fair and square duel, don’t dream, the arrival of the Deep Dark Age is inevitable, the Black Fog will extinguish the fire, but the sooner this moment comes the better, this is the meaning of the existence of evil thoughts, you lowly foolish humans are only fit to be toyed with in the palm of our hand."

Viheler sneered coldly: "So you’re all afraid of failure."

Ak was instantly enraged: "Viheler, I’ll turn your intestines into my eternal mementos! Let all the newborns of the Deep Dark Age see the stupidity of the bygone era..."

Boom!

A massive Star Shuttle tore through the air, aiming straight for the unseen distance.

Darkness instantly fell silent, no longer a sound to be heard.

Rod lamented, "He dodged so quickly, pity, one more second and we’d have caught him."

Viheler didn’t look at Rod, nor did he make any Spiritual Communication with him, but it seemed the two had reached some sort of tacit understanding, since the beginning he had been provoking Ak to speak, while Rod relentlessly sensed his location under immense pressure.

Unfortunately, Ak was also very alert, immediately relocating as soon as he sensed Rod’s movement, that Star Shuttle was just a hasty strike when Rod discovered his escape, but it was still too slow and didn’t hit the mark.

Though Ak was startled away, the pressure on the front line continued to increase, reaching the brink of collapse.

Worse still, above Great Dragon City, the will of the God of Contaminated Blood’s true form began to gradually subside, His instincts started to take over His actions, the power of the Blood Tentacles gradually intensified, the might of the blood light continued to soar, the blood-red had engulfed most of the sky, wrapping the King’s fire light.

The King was affected by Destruction’s Needle, though supported by Jon, Qingyu, and Evela, treated by Horus, his power inevitably reduced a level, relying only on the frenzied Blood God to regain advantage.

But once the Blood God’s will subsided, the King quickly fell back to disadvantage, and it continued to increase.