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Published: March 2, 2025
Reinforcements have arrived.
Feili is isolated and without support, but the spirits of the demon lord keep coming in endless waves.
No one knows how many avatars the spirit of the demon lord has developed, but just looking at the first wave of 70 and the second wave of another 70, one can tell that the number should not be small.
Feili himself looks down on the avatars of the spirit of the demon lord— even if their levels are the same, or even if these avatars are half a level stronger than Feili, the absolute disparity in individual strength makes their numbers a joke.
No matter how many avatars the spirit of the demon lord has, Feili is not afraid.
However, the true body of the spirit of the demon lord is a different matter.
Feili's confrontation with Aoga and the others has come to a halt, and Aoga and his group, feeling relieved, quickly distance themselves from Feili. Feili, on the other hand, only gazes at the shimmering light until a hazy figure unexpectedly appears in front of him.
"Another soul puppet?"
Feili asks with a smile, but the muscles on his body quietly tense up.
He faintly senses the aura emanating from the spirit of the demon lord...
"This time it's not. I must say, you're quite capable. How about this: instead of taking over your soul with an avatar, I'll leave you with absolute autonomy. You can follow me, and I'll give you everything you want."
As the spirit of the demon lord stands face to face with Feili, its first words are an invitation to Feili...
Even a sovereign at Feili's level would probably lower themselves to throw out an olive branch.
However, in the face of the spirit of the demon lord's words, Feili merely snorts coldly.
"Do you think I would believe you?"
He truly does not believe it, and in fact, no one would.
The methods of the spirit of the demon lord are clear; any powerful being, upon learning of the spirit’s abilities, would not willingly embrace it.
Wealth and glory mean little in comparison; the inability to gain trust and the desire to covet are the main factors instead.
In response, the spirit of the demon lord lightly nods.
"You indeed won't believe it; in fact, no one would. Well, I was just saying that. For you, rather than leaving you with an autonomous consciousness, it would be better to turn you completely into a part of me!"
As the spirit of the demon lord says this, it quietly launches an attack.
...
Silent and invisible.
It is as if the spirit of the demon lord merely glanced at Feili, and Feili is immediately struck hard. His body is sent flying straight, crashing into the ground. When the dust settles, the spirit of the demon lord still floats in the air as if nothing has happened, while Feili, in contrast, is bleeding from his mouth and nose, with a bowl-sized hollow in his chest.
"Aoga, go chase Wen Yu, get the brothers back first, then kill Wen Yu!"
"No problem!"
After receiving the order, Aoga gives Feili a resentful glance, then wags his tail and shoots towards the direction Wen Yu fled.
Feili, however, allows Aoga to leave without a word, his eyes fixed on the spirit of the demon lord, seemingly pondering where that attack had originated from and how to defend against it.
Until another formless attack strikes Feili right in the face.
...
Just a few minutes after leaving the battlefield, Wen Yu has already reduced the distance to his target by more than half.
The Demon Realm may be vast, but it can't withstand someone of Wen Yu's strength— he could probably travel from the extreme south to the extreme north of the Demon Realm in no time at all.
Correspondingly, this distance wouldn’t take Aoga much time either...
Just one minute after the command from the spirit of the demon lord, Aoga has already detected Wen Yu's location.
It’s just that Wen Yu’s speed while racing at full throttle is too fast, making too much noise...
Aoga thus hides just outside the limit of Wen Yu's perception, quietly watching him until Wen Yu squints his eyes and his figure suddenly disappears.
In the next second, while running at full speed, Wen Yu suddenly trembles; he first stumbles, then loses his balance and crashes to the ground.