554: I'll wait for you

No sooner said than done.

No one had noticed the actions of the Fire Elf Race's Clan Chief.

Their gazes were still fixed on the battlefield, staring at the scorching fire line that was about to hit Wukong!

But just as the two were about to touch.

An Emperor-level expert suddenly stepped onto the battlefield and abruptly pushed Apollo into the ground!

His movements were extremely fast, clean and decisive.

Apollo's attack was interrupted!

The entire venue was in an uproar.

What was going on?

All the spectators, including the elites in both warships, were stunned.

Their minds were filled with deep confusion.

How could an Emperor-level expert intervene in a battle?

All the spatial barriers of the Shura Killing Field, including the barrier on the Life-and-Death Arena, were all created by priests!

The battle was not over, and an Emperor-level expert could not possibly enter.

But now, Karl from the Qujiao Immortal Clan stood in the battlefield, holding Apollo down.

This... Suddenly.

Everyone abruptly looked up.

In the sky, a massive energy orb fell onto the Life-and-Death Arena, smashing heavily into the Fire Elf Race's Clan Chief's emperor seal!

All the Fire Elves at this moment had ashen faces and their hearts were twisted in pain!

With a world-shattering roar!

The scorching power within the Fire Elf Race's Clan Chief exploded!

The wild and rampant flames instantly dyed the boundless sky red.

Although the sun had already set, the world at this moment was incredibly red and bright, even dazzling!

At this moment, everyone understood.

They stared at the fiery glow that shouldn't have existed in the night, lost in thought.

The battle was truly over.

The Clan Chief of the Fire Elf Race had chosen self-sacrifice to protect his grandson.

Karl, the rescuer, also looked up at the sky with a sense of loss.

He was Helden's most outstanding general. Before this battle began, Apollo's grandfather had discussed what was happening right now with him, so he reacted the fastest.

Before anyone else had noticed what was happening on the Life-and-Death Arena, he had already rushed in, using the Qujiao Immortal Clan's innate Elemental Nullification to revert Apollo, who had turned into a ball of flame, back to his original form.

But he hadn't expected the Fire Elf Race's Clan Chief to be so resolute, so decisive.

The purest flames under heaven were actually so magnificent.

In the Other Tribe Warship, Zeus, Kuang Xing, and the others' brows were all furrowed, feeling a pang of sadness.

Even the Human Race experts were filled with disbelief.

Everything happened too suddenly; even after a few minutes, they hadn't recovered.

The world fell into a long silence, a profound quiet.

Only on the Shura Killing Field, a sudden cry broke out.

It came from Apollo, who had returned to his original form.

He was exceptionally talented and always managed to overcome difficulties by gritting his teeth.

In everyone's eyes, he was an excellent warrior because he possessed strong willpower, and each time he appeared, he showed surprising growth.

Even in the great battle between the Super God Class and the Demon King Group, he displayed outstanding leadership qualities, performing even better than Zeus.

His life's path had always been smooth because he was as outstanding as 'someone else's child'.

Who could have imagined that he, who had never made a mistake, would overnight...

Lose his closest kin!

At this moment, he was like a loser with nothing, lying on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

The boundless firelight warmed his body; this was his grandfather's warmth, reminding him of many beautiful past memories, the kinship that belonged only to him and his grandfather.

He vaguely saw his grandfather's phantom floating in the fiery red sky.

He was smiling at him, waving goodbye.

Just like every time he was about to leave the clan for an expedition, his grandfather would stand at the entrance, watching him go.

He tried to cover his eyes with his arm to hide his unsightly state from the world.

But he also wanted to look at this sky again; it was the last thing his grandfather left behind.

In this silent world.

Everyone felt Apollo's pain, remaining silent until the fiery red night sky was gradually penetrated by the darkness.

At this moment, Wukong took a deep breath and regained his composure.

Like an emotionless psychopath, he coldly said, "The reason your grandfather died..."

"Is entirely because you, a good-for-nothing, couldn't defeat me!"

"And now you still have the audacity to lie here crying in front of me?"

"Weak and incompetent!"

After speaking, Wukong shouldered his Ruyi Jingu Bang and turned to leave, heading towards the teleportation array for exiting.

But he kept his head down the entire time, so no one could clearly see his expression.

Karl, who was beside Apollo, looked at Wukong's retreating figure, his brows slightly furrowed, thinking, 'How is this encouraging anyone?'

But unexpectedly, Wukong seemed to understand Apollo better than others imagined.

Apollo's crying suddenly stopped, and he abruptly stood up, glaring at Wukong with a face full of resentment, saying, "I will avenge today's grudge sooner or later!!"

Upon hearing this, Wukong lowered his head even further, and he sneered, "I'll be waiting for you!"

With that, he stepped into the teleportation array and returned to the Human Race warship.

After entering, he didn't greet any teammates. After taking his heaven piercing crystal, he left the forest in a small shuttle.

This seventh battle thus came to an end.

Another Other Tribe Emperor-level expert died, bringing the count to 38:35.

Arthas's eyes were gloomy, and he immediately notified the Galaxy King Alliance's army to continue their operations.

Currently, along the eight border lines of the Eight War Zones, armies are already lined up, facing each other, ready to charge at any moment!

The Other Tribe had lost too terribly now; they were anxious, so war could break out at any time.

The Human Race Emperor-level experts who had won their battles were rapidly absorbing their newly acquired spoils of war, adjusting their states to the optimal!

The Demon Emperor, who was beside Arthas, remained expressionless.

This was because the two had different objectives.

The Demon Emperor wanted Lv Yinien's essence, so as long as the last battle could be won, that would be enough.

After three hours of rest.

The eighth battle began.

In the Other Tribe Warship, Zeus glanced at the Demon King Group with an expressionless face before stepping onto the battlefield.

At this moment, Ghost Cold and the others were highly focused, extremely concerned about the next battle.

Because Kuang Xing had been talking about how strong Xiao Fan was the entire time!

He had been using Xiao Fan to intimidate and scare them throughout!

This made them extremely angry.

However, they all knew that Zeus had once been beaten down by Xiao Fan!

So, if Zeus's strength wasn't as strong as everyone thought, wouldn't that mean Kuang Xing was just bragging? And Xiao Fan wasn't actually that strong either?

Finally.

Zeus stepped into the teleportation gate, and the Prodigy representing the Human Race also entered it.

Arthas and the others were guessing, who would they send?

With only three spots left, excluding those who had already fought, the only ones who could still fight were Ying Zheng, Wang Qingtian, and Yun Jinyu.

It was most likely Yun Jinyu.

Because in that battle years ago, Yun Jinyu had once fought Zeus, and they seemed to be evenly matched.

Two years had passed. If Yun Jinyu hadn't been used too harshly, if he hadn't been constantly used by the Human Race to construct the Holy Body Law, then his combat power must also be quite impressive.

However, Yun Jinyu's foundation was insufficient. After all, he only realized the true meaning of his talent much later, unlike Zeus who had trained his Origin power since childhood.

Law also had its divisions of high and low!

At this moment, the two Emperor-level experts on the Life-and-Death Arena were in position.

Below on the battlefield, the glow of the teleportation array gradually faded.

On the Other Tribe side, Zeus.

On the Human Race side, Ying Zheng!?

It was Ying Zheng? Arthas's face showed a hint of confusion.

But it didn't really matter; whether it was Wang Qingtian, Ying Zheng, or Yun Jinyu, fighting Zeus was all the same; no one could restrain him.