Published: March 2, 2025
As night fell, the fighting near the coastline came to an end.
When the remaining few hundred mutated beasts were feasting on the bloody sand, a cluster of crimson flames descended from the sky, instantly turning the entire beach into a sea of fire!
These "last winners" couldn't even let out a scream before being reduced to ashes!
They achieved their wish - to die from overeating...
The flames came quickly and left just as fast. When the blaze dissipated, a grotesque figure towering three meters tall slowly appeared near the beach.
Sensing the aroma of roasted meat in the air, the third generation seed of blaze grinned wide, emitting an eerie sound that could not be determined as either a cry or a laugh!
"Not letting me kill! Not letting me fight! You all sent me here to do nothing!"
The third generation seed of blaze's violent and crazed emotions were laid bare, the flames on its horns suddenly brightening up like two blazing torches.
Days ago, the third generation seed of blaze had directly obliterated the South Africa gathering place. The original mission was to defend the coastline simultaneously, but a command from Regas caused all its killing desires to evaporate into thin air.
It simply watched as the oceanic tribe swaggered away, carrying its prey out of the African continent!
"You know, Sequence Two is in Africa. If we make a big commotion and attract Sequence Two here, we'd be in trouble."
A calm, cold voice came from behind the third generation seed of blaze, provoking a disdainful snort from it.
Of course, the third generation seed of blaze knew about Sequence Two, but knowing and obeying were two different things—after all, as a being of the fifth level in the demonic clan, despite its madness and slight neurosis, the necessary pride was never lacking.
"You understand the power of soul system skills, the soul battlefield, ha, it's definitely an ultimate weapon. I’m guessing one of them can take on all three of us without any issues!"
"However... they won't be arrogant for much longer."
Zero's words successfully caught the attention of the third generation seed of blaze.
"What do you mean?"
"Intelligence just came back. Deers has already crossed the Demon Realm Gate, and the lord of the demon spirit has sent support to the African war zone in the form of a soul creation. Plus, with the Cataclysmic Ancient Tree, having two soul creations from the lord of the demon spirit means that Sequence Two no longer poses a significant threat. Right now, Lord Regas is gathering forces, and once both soul creations cross over, that's when we can launch our counterattack!"
Upon hearing this news, the flames on the third generation seed of blaze's horns flared up even more, and it licked its lips, unable to suppress the question.
"When?"
"At the earliest in three to five days, at most in ten days to half a month. The Cataclysmic Ancient Tree is too massive and requires some special means to cross the Demon Realm Gate."
"But that’s fine. Currently, the practitioners and mutated beasts on the African continent are all retreating, and those who can't leave or don't want to have all gathered in Central Africa, establishing a base under Sequence Two. This means that our next task is very simple!"
"As long as we take down Sequence Two's base, there will be no more obstacles on the entire African continent!"
"Simple! Direct! How does that sound? Do you like it?"
The third generation seed of blaze nodded in satisfaction, as if it could already see the camp that Sequence Two had "painstakingly" established being completely overrun by the demonic clan army.
...
Lolo stood between the mane of a great lion, feeling the rush of wind against its face as its antennae excitedly swayed back and forth.
Lolo loved this feeling—being an insectoid mutated entity, Lolo was born in a dark, gloomy cave and only gained more awareness of this vibrant world after the demonic energy entered its body, allowing it to evolve into a mutated beast.
Compared to the underground, the sunlight outside was truly beautiful...