81: Chapter 81: Undying and Unbreakable! The One-Sided Slaughter of the Demon Army!

Inside the hall, the mockery from the military generals was merciless, every word piercing the heart.

The muscles on the cheek of the Zhao family patriarch twitched uncontrollably.

He watched the Crystal Rock Titans on the screen having their heads crushed by liquid metal, his heart seizing.

Several consortium directors nearby were equally pale, their breathing heavy.

They knew very well that there was no need to continue watching the remaining battle.

Their own juniors had used all their trump cards, yet couldn't even break through the opponent's defensive line.

Total annihilation was only a matter of time.

"General Chen, Patriarch Xiao Tiannan, farewell." The Zhao family patriarch endured the humiliation, squeezing the words out through gritted teeth.

He didn't want to stay here for another moment and disappeared from the spot.

Other representatives of the aristocratic families who had suffered heavy losses followed suit, leaving in disarray without even leaving a polite parting phrase.

The remaining tycoons from the aristocratic families and consortiums collectively fell silent.

The slap in the face came too quickly and too ruthlessly.

The departure of the Zhao family and the others was tantamount to declaring the complete defeat of the aristocratic families in this clash.

Deputy Commander Chen Tie leaned back in his chair and curled his lip: "Running so fast, I haven't even finished venting yet."

The other military commanders also showed expressions of regret, clearly still unsatisfied with this level of "face-slapping."

Patriarch Xiao Tiannan sat in the main seat, saying nothing.

He picked up his wine glass and applied force with his fingers, causing fine cracks to appear on the surface of the high-purity crystal glass.

The strength Lin Yuan had displayed far exceeded his expectations.

On the other side of the hall, the expression on the Ye family patriarch's face was extremely colorful.

A few minutes ago, he was still cursing Ye Ninghan, that rebellious daughter who "fled before the battle," thousands of times in his heart.

Now, watching the horrific massacre on the screen, he suddenly felt his breathing become much easier.

Fortunately, Ye Ninghan ran fast.

Otherwise, among those fleeing in disgrace right now, he, Ye Changkong, would certainly be one of them.

Losing face is better than losing one's life; Ye Changkong silently retracted the words he had previously used to curse Ye Ninghan in his heart.

Demon God Plane, on the outskirts of the Abyssal Source Crystal Vein.

The wasteland had been covered layer upon layer with blood and wreckage.

In the center of the battlefield, the opponent's 4,500 Platinum-tier elites were suffering a one-sided thrashing from Lin Yuan's 3,000 Platinum-tier dual-sequence Tyrant Demons.

A Crystal Rock Titan leader, having activated the "Crystallization Frenzy" talent, was covered in high-strength red glowing amethyst.

Waving a fist the size of a water vat, it headed straight for a Tyrant Demon.

The Tyrant Demon did not dodge or evade; dark gold fluid surged on its body surface.

The Extreme Gravity Field opened suddenly.

When the Crystal Rock Titan leader's heavy punch reached one meter in front of the Tyrant Demon, its speed dropped sharply.

The Tyrant Demon's figure blurred and merged into the shadow beneath its feet.

Etherealization!

The Crystal Rock Titan leader's punch missed.

The next second, the Tyrant Demon poked its upper body out from the shadow behind it.

Its arms transformed into two high-speed rotating liquid metal chainsaw swords, slashing in a cross pattern.

The indestructible red glowing crystals were fragile in front of the liquid metal chainsaws.

Accompanied by a sizzling cutting sound, the Crystal Rock Titan leader's arms were cut off at the roots.

The Tyrant Demon took advantage of the momentum, the liquid metal spreading upward, directly stripping and devouring those high-energy amethysts.

On the other side, hundreds of Light and Dark Knights who had activated "Holy Demon Sacrifice" attempted to use the Light and Dark Fusion Law, exchanged for by burning their lives, to break through the blockade.

The Tyrant Demons didn't give them a chance to clash head-on.

They switched seamlessly between the Gravity Field and Shadow Abyssal Demon Etherealization.

The Gravity Field suppressed the knights' charge speed, and Etherealization dodged the lock-on of light and dark magic.

Once a flaw was caught, the Tyrant Demons pressed in.

The liquid metal transformed into heavy hammers, sharp blades, and spikes, with every move being fatal.

A Light Unicorn Knight had just raised its spear when it was pressed to the ground by a Tyrant Demon using a Gravity Field, and then its chest cavity was crushed by a stomp.

The 4,500 seemingly formidable Platinum-tier elites had no power to parry in front of these 3,000 monsters that mastered dual Laws and were integrated in both offense and defense.

Their numbers were decreasing at a visible speed.

Outside the core battlefield, 45,000 dual-sequence Tyrant Demons were weaving wantonly through the enemy ranks.

Because the opponent's top combat power was all being held back, this batch of Tyrant Demons had completely entered a land of no one.

Holding giant horse-chopping sabers transformed from liquid metal, every swing could split swathes of Deep Sea Naga and heavy-armored gargoyles in two.

The dark gold fluid devoured the flesh and wreckage on the ground, feeding back into itself, allowing their stamina to remain at a Peak state forever.

On the front line, 300,000 Titan Violent Demons pushed forward.

They were emotionless flesh bulldozers.

The chain lightning released by the Thunderstorm Lions hit them, only to be completely absorbed by the dark gold fluid.

The magma fireballs smashed over by the Lava Behemoths couldn't even ignite their skin.

A single hammer strike from a Titan Violent Demon could shake all enemies within a ten-meter radius into meat paste.

In the sky, another art of slaughter was being performed.

The coordination between the Shadow Abyssal Demons and the sky creatures showed quite good tacit understanding.

Hundreds of thousands of Demon Vultures and Bone Blade Bats circled high above the enemy's heads, not easily lowering their altitude.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of Shadow Abyssal Demons leaped off the backs of their mounts.

They activated Etherealization in mid-air, their bodies passing through the tornado Sword Qi swung by the Gale Sword Attendants, and also ignoring the magic shields below.

The moment before landing, the Tyrant Demons deactivated Etherealization, and the liquid metal long blades in their hands struck down precisely.

With the fall of the blades, tens of thousands of back-row mages and archers were decapitated.

Having succeeded with one strike, the Tyrant Demons exerted force with their legs, launching themselves back into the air.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Demon Vultures swooped down, steadily catching the Tyrant Demons in mid-air.

The moment they were caught, the Demon Vultures' wings flapped violently, dozens of black gold feather blades whistling out, cutting the enemies attempting to pursue into pieces.

The Bone Blade Bats followed closely, gliding past.

They opened their mouths, and the infrasonic capsules pulsated violently.

Invisible sound waves covered the position below in a fan shape.

Airdrop assassination, mount support, fire cover, area control.

One jump, one slash, one catch, one performance.

The coordination between the sky creatures and the Shadow Abyssal Demons was smooth as flowing water, without any superfluous movements.

It turned killing into a highly watchable performance art.

On the ground, the 700,000-strong Zerg army covered the sky and earth.

Although the Zerg individuals were not high-tier, they could make up for this gap by relying on their numerical advantage.

In this black tsunami, a flash of silver light was exceptionally dazzling.

The Zerg King.

This Gold nine-star hero unit was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

Five Gold Peak Lava Behemoths roared and slapped down their giant palms, trying to seal off the Zerg King's movement.

The Zerg King's compound eyes flickered, its combat deduction trait running at full speed.

It successfully calculated the gaps and angles of the falling giant palms, completing an incredible slide along the ground to avoid all attacks.

While sliding, its dark gold arm blades slashed upward.

Two cold gleams flashed by, and the Lava Behemoths' thick stone ankles were neatly cut off.

The behemoths lost their balance and fell to the ground.

The Zerg King leaped up, its arm blades piercing the behemoths' throat cores.

Instant kill.

The Zerg King did not stop at all; it commanded tens of thousands of Soldier Insects via the mental network to submerge the wreckage of the behemoths.

It turned into silver lightning itself, continuing to hunt the next high-tier target.

Under its command, the swarm was like a war harvester, cutting the coalition's formation into pieces.

At the very rear of the battlefield.

Dozens of Calamity Elemental Spirit Lords, one hundred meters tall.

Because the coalition's front line had collapsed, there was no power that could spare the hands to deal with these rear artillery platforms.

The Calamity Elemental Spirit Lords began to pour out firepower unscrupulously.

The extreme cold poison fire whips danced in the air, each lash plowing a vacuum zone burning with black poison fire in the enemy ranks.

Not only that, dozens of Spirit Lords opened their arms simultaneously, and the poison fire cores on their chests erupted with blinding light.

Poison fireballs filled the sky, conducting indiscriminate carpet bombing on the coalition positions.

The poison fire carried dual attributes of extreme cold and burning.

When the fireballs landed, they first released absolute zero cold air, freezing the surrounding enemies into ice sculptures.

Immediately after, the poison fire exploded, burning the ice sculptures along with the flesh inside into ashes.

Large areas of poisonous swamp monsters were covered by the poison fire.

Their venom had no resistance in front of the higher-tier poison fire.

They were directly assimilated, ignited, and turned into patches of rolling fire seas.

The battle had been going on for fifteen minutes.

The two million-strong army of the eight-family coalition had suffered over 70% casualties.

A sense of collapse spread among the aristocratic descendants.

The twin brothers watched the Light and Dark Knights they had worked so hard to cultivate being slaughtered in swathes, their eyes red and bodies trembling.

They knew the situation was lost.

"Lin Yuan! You just wait!" The older brother roared, pulled a teleportation amulet from his bosom, and crushed it.

A white light flashed, and the twin brothers fled the examination venue.

This became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The young master of the Li family, the heir of the Wind-element aristocratic family... the remaining few Prodigies set aside their so-called face, crushing their amulets one after another and disappearing into white light.

Saving their lives and their remaining familiars was more important than anything else.

On the wasteland, only Zhao Xinghe remained.

He stood alone on the shoulder of a broken Crystal Rock Titan, looking at the purgatory around him with hollow eyes.

His main force had been completely wiped out.

In front of his line of sight, his Crystal Rock Titan leader was struck in the face by a heavy punch from a Platinum-tier Tyrant Demon.

The amethyst head exploded with a boom.

The dark gold fluid on the Tyrant Demon's surface surged into the Titan leader's wounds, crazily devouring its core energy.

And that Tyrant Demon had previously had half of its shoulder sheared off by light and dark magic during the battle.

Yet the wound was reorganizing and recovering under the wriggling of the dark gold fluid.

Completely undying and indestructible.

Zhao Xinghe felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He finally understood why Ye Ninghan had fled in a panic without even firing a single shot.

These monsters simply could not be measured by common sense.

They could recover after being smashed, were immune to magic, and reflected physical attacks.

Even if half their head was smashed, it would recover quickly.

This was simply not a power on the same level.

Zhao Xinghe tremblingly reached into the lining of his battle armor and took out his amulet.

He looked up at the black-haired boy standing on the shoulder of the Tyrant, his eyes filled with nothing but fear.

From beginning to end, Lin Yuan hadn't even moved an inch.

Just by relying on his subordinates and familiars, he had crushed the coalition of the nine major aristocratic families of Tianhai Province.

"Click." The amulet shattered.

Zhao Xinghe turned into a beam of white light and fled the Demon God Plane.

The wind and sand continued.