Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 985: Let Me Join In

Zhang Lie rolled his eyes. "Nightdemon, you might as well deal with this traitor yourself as well."

Nightdemon shrugged. "Give the traitor some dignity, won't you? He tried his best to sacrifice his allies to the death spirit king, but I easily foiled his plans alone. Wouldn't that make him seem useless, like a fool?"

The blood lord stared at the site of the ambush in shock. He gritted his teeth, as though he had suffered some grave indignity. He had tried his best to carry out the ambush, but Nightdemon had ruined all his plans with just a single attack.

Zhang Lie nodded and stepped forward. "You're right. We should show some care to our dear traitor."

"I'll cheer you on from the back, then!" Nightdemon stepped a few steps back.

Wilbow, scion to the king of keys, likewise retreated. "Someone as weak as I am would only be a hindrance if I stayed."

The frost spirit commander, who had been sucked into the Shining Trapezohedron without any resistance whatsoever, trembled as he watched the scene unfold.

"Don't think you've won just yet. I'm not some bystander that any of you can easily take down!" The shadowy figure behind the blood lord took on an even more garish shade of red. Red light flared from his body, as though flames of blood burned around him.

The blood lord was on the level of a superior king. He had been hiding his strength and biding his time—no one had known that he was at this level of strength.

Nightdemon had sent all the forces in the vicinity into the Shining Trapezohedron, but the spatial storm continued to grow and move around the desert. Black sand scoured the air, propelled by the wind.

Blue genetic energy gathered around Zhang Lie as space vibrated. The ripples spread out over his arm. He flicked his wrist. A frightening aura descended on the world. The skies began to darken, and a fish the size of a whale materialized in the air.

"[Fists of the Silent Sea: Soar]!" A huge wave soared into the air. As Zhang Lie punched forward, the fish slammed its huge tail on the ground and sent a torrent of water surging toward the sky.

Ripples of energy spread out from Zhang Lie, adding to the chaos.

Water-attuned genetic energy thundered through the sky like black dragons. Waves lapped each other, growing higher and higher in a crescendo. The entire desert seemed to vibrate, repelling the storm and sending it into the path of the death spirits' battleships.

The death spirits, realizing how fearsome a foe Zhang Lie was, immediately retreated in order to avoid the shockwaves resulting from his battle with the blood lord.

The blood lord considered his opponent seriously. Although he had witnessed Zhang Lie's prowess for himself on the battlefield, it was only when they were opposed to each other that the blood lord truly realized how frightening Zhang Lie was.

Pale blue genetic energy rushed out of Zhang Lie's body to form waves that seemed to split the sky. The spatial storm was quelled within moments. The blood lord struck the energy with a fist, echoed by the blood shadow to his back.

A frightening explosion occurred where the two attacks met. Black sand filled the sky for a region ten thousand meters in diameter, as though a bomb had detonated deep down by the seafloor. Even from afar, the death spirits felt the impact of the explosion.

The death spirit commander sent an urgent message to the entire fleet of battleships: "Retreat, retreat!"

The explosion of energy was like a ravenous beast that swallowed up all life in its vicinity. The blood lord was sent flying from the explosion.

"[The Boundless Blade: Yawning Wave]!" Zhang Lie extended his pointer finger like a sword, and water-attuned genetic energy gathered around it. As he waved his finger, sword energy erupted like a wave, accompanied by a giant shark.

The sword energy pierced through the blood shadow as the blood lord clutched his chest, severely wounded by Zhang Lie's attack. "You're not at the level of a superior king."

Zhang Lie's strength went beyond—the blood lord himself was at that level, and even he was no more than a punching bag for Zhang Lie. He couldn't repel or defend against any of Zhang Lie's blows.

A pale blue shark swam toward him, opening its bloodthirsty maw. The blood lord shouted, "You might be strong, but the death spirit king is even stronger! You don't understand just how frightening he is—anyone who sees his true form will become fearful of him, will submit to him, will venerate him!"

The shark bit down, swallowing the blood lord whole.

Nightdemon clapped. "Excellent. Despite the fact that the blood lord was hiding his strength, you still had him dancing in the palm of your hand."

"You overpraise me, Nightdemon. Will you release our allies now?"

"Aren't you going to deal with these battleships first?" Nightdemon looked into the distance, at the swiftly retreating death spirits. "They're about to get away."

Upon witnessing the death of the blood lord, the death spirits realized that their plan had failed, and they immediately tried to flee.

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"Don't worry. I've accounted for them—and since they've come all the way here, we can't let them leave so easily, can we?" Zhang Lie's gaze was calm, but he spoke with the commanding tone of a ruler. As he spoke, a golden beam of light whizzed through the sky, darting back and forth among the battleships and cutting them down.

Nightdemon smiled, not particularly surprised. "Marvelous."

The moment the spatial storm began, Zhang Lie had commanded Gold Comet to fly toward the death spirits' battleships, and to attack them the moment they showed signs of retreating. Not a single ship was to escape.

Although Nightdemon appeared unperturbed, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Lie a few times.

For Zhang Lie to have planned this far in advance, before the battle even began, meant that he had predicted this outcome.

Despite the sudden ambush, what Zhang Lie was thinking of was instead to not let his enemies get away. In other words, despite the overwhelming odds against the allied forces, Zhang Lie felt as though he had everything under control.

The implication was that there were trump cards up his sleeve that he had yet to display to them, that he would have been able to deal with the problem easily even if he hadn't done anything.

Nightdemon's estimation of Zhang Lie went up a few notches.

"Shall we head toward the battleships together?" Zhang Lie suggested.

"Please, lead the way." Nightdemon bowed courteously. His white coat, as though dyed with blood, turned a dark red again.

Sticky, pitch-black genetic energy oozed from Zhang Lie.

Wilbow flexed his body. "I'll join in too, if you don't mind."

The red of Nightdemon's coat deepened and darkened until it was almost black. When the entire coat had turned dark red, it flashed black and opened wide, transforming into a pair of bat's wings.

Nightdemon took to the air, rotating rapidly as he unfurled his wings and morphed into a gigantic bat with a brilliant white smile the shape of a crescent moon, as though he were mocking the entire world. A fiery-red eye widened, then split into three. Everyone nearby felt a deathly sense of fear.

"[Ninecarp Transformation]!" A black serpent materialized behind Zhang Lie, by now so large and so developed that it resembled the world-swallowing serpent Jormungandr. It let out a threatening hiss as its scales clicked together. contemporary romance

Wilbow howled as his body swelled.

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