Published: March 2, 2025
The demonic clan had not found a way to handle the cyclops, and in a short amount of time, they were unlikely to solve this problem...
The development system of enhancing individuals through profession, which was idealistic in nature, exerted a powerful exclusion effect on the materialistic technological system. The demonic clan had many strong individuals capable of dealing with mechanical nemeses, but under the suppression of the level restraint at level eight, these strong members could not cross boundaries to handle the rampaging dog-headed men.
As mechanical creations, mechanical nemeses were inherently immune to toxins and mental attacks. Just like how Beijing dealt with mechanical nemeses, technological means should be resolved with scientific methods—yet the research strength of the demonic clan, although higher than that of Earth, had not reached an outrageous level.
The demonic clan had previously captured a mechanical nemesis at level ten, when Feili personally took action and crushed the mechanical nemesis with brute force. This method could have been executed by any avatar of the spirit of the demon lord, but the level restraint limited the means of the demonic clan.
Watching the dog-headed men flaunting their power on the Main Battlefield of Area Eight, the chief commander of the demonic clan twitched his lips, issuing command after command to the Demonic Clan Research Department, but failed to receive the desired feedback.
Aoga even sought out the prophet once again...
However, what surprised Aoga even more was the situation that unfolded.
The small laboratory where the prophet was located had long been deserted, including the experimental equipment and the prophet's "prisoners"—Caius, Arthur, and even Tang Haofei—all had vanished without a trace.
The sudden change left Aoga feeling dizzy.
Caius and Arthur were of little concern to him; their lives and deaths didn’t matter to Aoga at all. But Tang Haofei was different… The importance of the prophet even surpasses that of Tang Haofei by one level!
One was the second strongest combat power on Earth, and the other was the creator and developer of the demonic clan's trump card. The prophet could even be regarded as the foundation of the demonic clan!
With this addition and subtraction, the losses were significant!
The disappearance of the two immediately raised Aoga's bad premonition.
This matter could not possibly be concealed by Aoga. After a brief investigation, he decisively transmitted the information back to the spirit of the demon lord, who was still confronting Wen Yu.
The spirit of the demon lord hesitated briefly but ultimately made a decision.
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Within the Layered Battlefield.
The confrontation continued. Wen Yu stood before the Demon Realm Flower, several vines firmly binding the body of number one Wen Yu.
The intelligence on the cyclops had already reached Wen Yu's ears the moment Wei Tian completed the modifications. Naturally, Wen Yu was filled with joy regarding the successful transformation of the cyclops. However, the strength of the demonic clan and the means of the spirit of the demon lord remained formidable. Even though Wei Tian had teamed up with the cyclops to regain one round for Earth's side, Wen Yu still maintained a cautious attitude towards the upcoming war situation.
Suddenly, the energy within Wen Yu surged wildly.
The energy stream flowing from the vines of the Demon Realm Flower abruptly receded, stirring the life energy within Wen Yu into a sudden fluctuation. The balance between the two opposing energies, which had been evenly matched, was suddenly broken, causing Wen Yu's body to tremble before stabilizing once again.
Sensing the change within him, Wen Yu slowly furrowed his brows, his soul power pouring out as it surged into the other side through the vines.
In a hazy vision, Wen Yu seemed to see the spirit of the demon lord on the other side.
In a gray space filled with runes, the appearance of the spirit of the demon lord was obscured, covered in vines. At this moment, the vines on the spirit of the demon lord danced wildly, with tendrils appearing to emerge from and retreat into the spirit of the demon lord, until a vine abruptly snapped out, exposed to the air, and transformed into ashes in a short time.