Chapter 1898: Celestial Battle 6
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Chapter 1898 Celestial Battle 6
The deafening clash of weapons and roars of celestial creatures echoed through the chamber as the battle on the eighth layer intensified. The magus, clad in tattered robes and wielding their arcane powers, fought desperately against the overwhelming celestial forces. The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the ground trembled beneath the continuous onslaught.
"HEALERS!! We Need more healers on the west side!!" "Watch out! more spiders coming from above!!"
Nearly an hour had passed since the lockdown lifted, the once-organized defense was showing signs of wear, fatigue, and desperation. The chamber was littered with mountains of corpses, the fallen bodies of both celestial creatures and magus, as the relentless onslaught continued.
The promise of reinforcements of special units, including grand magus and even supreme magus remained elusive. None had made it to the deepest part of the ruins yet. It seemed that reaching the battleground was no easy feat for figures above the magus rank. As the casualties mounted, many magus began to lose faith, and a few even started to retreat from the relentless battle.
"Do not falter! We need to hold on!! Reinforcements will soon arrive!" roared Zach, his voice cutting through the chaos like a thunderous command. The dragon prince had been engaged in a relentless battle—a 4 against 1 confrontation with the self-proclaimed demon lord. Despite the overwhelming odds, the creature refused to succumb, rising again and again from each crushing blow. Its form seemed to evolve, gaining strength with every regeneration.
"You cannot kill me!!" the demon lord taunted, reveling in its apparent invincibility.
Kasius, the ominous figure behind the creature, underwent a macabre transformation. His once humanoid form twisted into a massive, pitch-black entity, standing at an imposing five meters. Long, swiveling horns adorned its head, and a massive, sharp pincer arm extended menacingly. Seizing the opportunity presented by the distracted dragon prince, the creature lunged once more towards the center, aiming to disrupt the magus maintaining the crucial formation. Emery, resolute in his fusion form, used his immense strength to block and entangle the pitch-black creature. His rooted arms held the menacing entity in check, preventing it from advancing further. Mahinder, the monk, seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of holy palm strikes, each blow carrying the weight of his devotion to vanquishing the dark force. Olivier, the Sword Saint, complemented the assault by piercing his sword into the creature's back with precision.
The creature bellowed in frustration, its roars echoing through the chamber. Despite the formidable onslaught, its ominous resilience proved daunting. Emery strained to maintain the fusion form, feeling the strain on his body intensify with each passing moment.
"We need to do something!"
In the midst of this tension, Emery heard familiar female voices entering his mind, and the soft, yet resolute words echoed,
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Chapter 1898 Celestial Battle 6
The deafening clash of weapons and roars of celestial creatures echoed through the chamber as the battle on the eighth layer intensified. The magus, clad in tattered robes and wielding their arcane powers, fought desperately against the overwhelming celestial forces. The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the ground trembled beneath the continuous onslaught.
"HEALERS!! We Need more healers on the west side!!" "Watch out! more spiders coming from above!!"
Nearly an hour had passed since the lockdown lifted, the once-organized defense was showing signs of wear, fatigue, and desperation. The chamber was littered with mountains of corpses, the fallen bodies of both celestial creatures and magus, as the relentless onslaught continued.
The promise of reinforcements of special units, including grand magus and even supreme magus remained elusive. None had made it to the deepest part of the ruins yet. It seemed that reaching the battleground was no easy feat for figures above the magus rank. As the casualties mounted, many magus began to lose faith, and a few even started to retreat from the relentless battle.
"Do not falter! We need to hold on!! Reinforcements will soon arrive!" roared Zach, his voice cutting through the chaos like a thunderous command. The dragon prince had been engaged in a relentless battle—a 4 against 1 confrontation with the self-proclaimed demon lord. Despite the overwhelming odds, the creature refused to succumb, rising again and again from each crushing blow. Its form seemed to evolve, gaining strength with every regeneration.
"You cannot kill me!!" the demon lord taunted, reveling in its apparent invincibility.
Kasius, the ominous figure behind the creature, underwent a macabre transformation. His once humanoid form twisted into a massive, pitch-black entity, standing at an imposing five meters. Long, swiveling horns adorned its head, and a massive, sharp pincer arm extended menacingly. Seizing the opportunity presented by the distracted dragon prince, the creature lunged once more towards the center, aiming to disrupt the magus maintaining the crucial formation. Emery, resolute in his fusion form, used his immense strength to block and entangle the pitch-black creature. His rooted arms held the menacing entity in check, preventing it from advancing further. Mahinder, the monk, seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of holy palm strikes, each blow carrying the weight of his devotion to vanquishing the dark force. Olivier, the Sword Saint, complemented the assault by piercing his sword into the creature's back with precision.
The creature bellowed in frustration, its roars echoing through the chamber. Despite the formidable onslaught, its ominous resilience proved daunting. Emery strained to maintain the fusion form, feeling the strain on his body intensify with each passing moment.
"We need to do something!"
In the midst of this tension, Emery heard familiar female voices entering his mind, and the soft, yet resolute words echoed,
Chapter 1898 Celestial Battle 6 The deafening clash of weapons and roars of celestial creatures echoed through the chamber as the battle on the eighth layer intensified. The magus, clad in tattered robes and wielding their arcane powers, fought desperately against the overwhelming celestial forces. The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the ground trembled beneath the continuous onslaught. "HEALERS!! We Need more healers on the west side!!" "Watch out! more spiders coming from above!!" Nearly an hour had passed since the lockdown lifted, the once-organized defense was showing signs of wear, fatigue, and desperation. The chamber was littered with mountains of corpses, the fallen bodies of both celestial creatures and magus, as the relentless onslaught continued. The promise of reinforcements of special units, including grand magus and even supreme magus remained elusive. None had made it to the deepest part of the ruins yet. It seemed that reaching the battleground was no easy feat for figures above the magus rank. As the casualties mounted, many magus began to lose faith, and a few even started to retreat from the relentless battle. "Do not falter! We need to hold on!! Reinforcements will soon arrive!" roared Zach, his voice cutting through the chaos like a thunderous command. The dragon prince had been engaged in a relentless battlea 4 against 1 confrontation with the self-proclaimed demon lord. Despite the overwhelming odds, the creature refused to succumb, rising again and again from each crushing blow. Its form seemed to evolve, gaining strength with every regeneration. "You cannot kill me!!" the demon lord taunted, reveling in its apparent invincibility. Kasius, the ominous figure behind the creature, underwent a macabre transformation. His once humanoid form twisted into a massive, pitch-black entity, standing at an imposing five meters. Long, swiveling horns adorned its head, and a massive, sharp pincer arm extended menacingly. Seizing the opportunity presented by the distracted dragon prince, the creature lunged once more towards the center, aiming to disrupt the magus maintaining the crucial formation. Emery, resolute in his fusion form, used his immense strength to block and entangle the pitch-black creature. His rooted arms held the menacing entity in check, preventing it from advancing further. Mahinder, the monk, seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of holy palm strikes, each blow carrying the weight of his devotion to vanquishing the dark force. Olivier, the Sword Saint, complemented the assault by piercing his sword into the creature's back with precision. The creature bellowed in frustration, its roars echoing through the chamber. Despite the formidable onslaught, its ominous resilience proved daunting. Emery strained to maintain the fusion form, feeling the strain on his body intensify with each passing moment. "We need to do something!" In the midst of this tension, Emery heard familiar female voices entering his mind, and the soft, yet resolute words echoed,
