Published: March 2, 2025
The ultimate sublimation version of the dark demon lord—chaos divine weapon… It looked imposing, yet it was just a deformed product created out of boredom to expand combat means, without any enhancement of actual power.
The disparity in size can bring certain advantages or disadvantages in battle. However, with their own strength already superior, Wen Yu did not need to rely on any physical advantages or disadvantages; the chaos divine weapon only provided a balance in size.
The demonic dragon in front of him had already expanded to a height of a hundred meters and a length of a thousand meters, while Wen Yu, using the chaos divine weapon, transformed into a giant with four arms over a thousand meters tall. At least on the surface, his imposing presence was no less than Aoga’s.
Then…
Aoga shrank back…
Wen Yu stepped forward, and Aoga retreated step by step. Soon, Aoga was forced to the edge of the soul battlefield by Wen Yu. Following that, the giant swung his massive fist, striking Aoga repeatedly on the head without using any skills.
The difference in skill enhancement effects led to an absolute suppression of power. With their soul strength equivalent, Wen Yu and Aoga were simply not on the same level within the soul battlefield.
Once feared and formidable, the spirit of the demon lord was shattered and suppressed, its tail crushed, its eyes gouged out. At this moment, Aoga resembled a pitiful loach, being wantonly humiliated under Wen Yu’s control.
Only when Wen Yu had completely avenged the earlier humiliation did the fight come to an end.
Aoga was dead…
…
With the activation of the resurrection ability, Aoga’s broken body restored itself. He looked at Wen Yu, his eyes flickering with uncontrollable panic.
Suddenly, with a whip of his dragon tail, Aoga hurriedly turned to leave. However, the second soul battlefield once again manifested, pulling Aoga back inside.
Such large beings possessed at least eighteen hundred means of resurrection. Even though Wen Yu’s combat power was overwhelming, it wasn’t something that could be resolved quickly.
However, Wen Yu did not intend to directly eliminate Aoga.
After Aoga revived once more, when Wen Yu attempted to activate the soul battlefield again, his actions abruptly stalled. He lifted his head, ignoring the fleeing Aoga, and instead looked into the distance.
In the distance, a vague black light flickered, then landed beside Wen Yu.
“Run!”
Feili’s voice came through, revealing evident urgency and weakness.
Wen Yu was taken aback but nodded. Feili swiftly lifted Wen Yu, and the two hurriedly retreated.
The moment they left, Aoga found the spirit of the demon lord appearing beside him in an instant.
“What’s going on?”
He looked at Aoga, who was filled with panic, not bothering to continue pursuing Feili and instead asked first.
“Wen Yu! Wen Yu he…”
Aoga rapidly recounted everything that had just happened, focusing on describing Wen Yu’s soul balance and its effects. The spirit of the demon lord fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, then reached out, brushing his hand over Aoga’s head.
Far more overwhelming than Aoga, a surge of soul power poured forth, instantly probing into Aoga’s soul essence. After a moment, the spirit of the demon lord withdrew his hand.
“He’s not wrong; the skill effect is indeed permanent…”
After saying this, the spirit of the demon lord disregarded Aoga’s nearly desperate expression and turned back toward the direction he had come from.
“Wait, spirit of the demon lord, aren’t you going to pursue him?”
“Pursue? I’m afraid he might hit me with that skill… Although generally speaking, such powerful skills have cooldowns, but… who knows? I can’t afford that price…”
“It seems that actions against Wen Yu should be planned carefully…”
The spirit of the demon lord briefly explained, and with a few flashes, he returned to Osgard. He looked at what had turned into a wasteland and his brain raced with thoughts. Moments later, a series of orders flowed from his mouth.