Chapter 392 - 392: Farewell?

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Where ever the golden guardian weapon went, hundreds of beast mean and orcs died up to the extent that the golden weapon was dyed red with the blood of its victims. It shot past the main battleground, heading towards the orc horde heading towards the battleground and smashing into them.

"Do you think it's wise to ignore and my big sword?" Clovis said with a vicious smile on his face as blood ran down his nostrils.

Using such a high-level guardian path was definitely taking a toll on his body but all of that didn't matter. At this point, all that mattered to him was giving his side a chance of victory in any way possible.

"YOU!" the beast-man chieftain roared with bloodshot eyes.

His body size doubled and thick fur began appearing all over his body. Just like during a werewolf's transformation, bone-breaking sounds echoed all over the battlefield and his muscles kept bulging until the beast-man easily towered over Clovis.

���Don't look at me that way, your people chose to collude with a member of my race and the orcs and form an unholy alliance. Because of the actions of your race leaders, my people will die in large numbers…. The best I can do is assist them in any way I can" Clovis said this while wiping the blood off his nostrils.

"In that case, I'll have to end your life here and now!" The beast-man chieftain roared and leaped forward!

Bam!

"Kill me? With this level of strength? I will love to see you try!" Clovis roared as he dashed forward for a short while before leaping towards his foe with his golden angelic wings flapping vigorously and the massive divine guardian weapon hovering over his head!

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BOOM!

BOOM!

The space above the empire was filled with countless spatial cracks and tears as the three top tier masters battled for the survival of their species.

Bang!

Bang! 

Bang!

Cyrus was struck three times by the orc overseer, forcing him to retreat and spit a mouthful of blood. His golden, sculpture-like body was filled with numerous cracks with a golden aura leaking out of his injuries and his power depleting quickly. His eyes carried along with the pain and sorrow he felt deep within while gazing at the empire below. If the spatial barrier was not placed over the empire, it would have been destroyed the moment these three clashed.

"YOU KILLED HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF ORCS ON THAT VERY DAY! I WILL RETURN THE FAVOUR! THE EMPIRE WILL BE DESTROYED!" The orc overseer roared as he swung his massive right fist at Derik who struggled to block the attack with his death scythe.

BANG!

Derik was forced to retreat and just like Cyrus, he too was covered in so many deep wounds, his blood kept flowing out freely. The glow in his blazing green eyes had deemed considerably and his strength was abandoning him as well. It was obvious they were at a critical point of their cultivation, they were not in the condition to fight but at this moment they didn't have a choice. They were the only ones who can stop the orc overseer!

"You dare launch an attack on us? Have you forgotten the rules of the demigods? You will incur the wrath of the other demigods! Tell me, old man, are you prepared for that?" Derik spoke while gasping for air.

"HAHAHAHA! WRATH OF THE OTHER DEMIGODS? HAHAHA! I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT THE WAR HAS OFFICIALLY STARTED IN THE HEAVENS… THE DEMIGODS ARE TOO BUSY TO NOTICE WHAT'S GOING ON DOWN HERE! JUST LIKE YOU DID TO MY PEOPLE, I WILL RETURN THE FAVOUR!" the orc overseer roared as his body began to enlarge.

Seeing this, Derik and Cyrus instantly wore gloomy expressions and for the first time in their life, they felt anxious and unsure of their abilities. The orc overseer was planning to return to his true, gigantic demigod form, and releasing this power right above the continent would only spell doom for the civilians and even gold realm masters below!

Everyone will be killed instantly!

"DON'T YOU DARE FORCE MY HAND, OLD MAN!" Derik's eyes suddenly flared up with power as his darkish green aura exploded from his body!

BOOM!

Like a rocket, he shot forward leaving behind a very loud sound and a powerful shockwave that shook even the buildings in the empire. Smashing into the stunned orc overseer, Derik forcibly dragged the orc by his face, instantly flying out of sight.

"Taking him somewhere else where we can fight more freely? I guess that's the only way… who would have thought a simple silver realm kid could create so much problem for us immortal beings?" Cyrus sighed ruefully.

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Bang!

Bang!

Soon all the gold realm masters appeared in front of Cyrus with terribly pale faces and trembling bodies. Space and time was been distorted when these three fought and judging from their earlier conversations, it was clear, Cyrus, Derik, and the orc overseer were holding back.

What will happen when they go all out?

Finally, all those who had intentions of catching up to Derik and Cyrus fell into despair and completely forgot about competing with them.

"Kaido… lead these people and assist our successors… once this battle is over… I request you take the guardian spirit hosts in the empire to acquire their inheritance… You are the only one who knows the way aside from us… if we are going to win this we need more capable fighters on our side!" Cyrus said hastily. He wasn't sure how long Derik would be able to hold out against the orc overseer.

"Why? Are you leaving? What will happen to the empire without you two?" Diana asked out of anxiety.

Seeing the other gold realm masters nod in agreement to her question, Cyrus quickly understood what was going on. The empire has always been shielded and protected by him and Derik. Once they are gone, the empire will lose more than fifty percent of its strength. These people were afraid of what the invaders may do after they are gone.

Cyrus was taken aback by the question at first but he soon pushed away the shock and faced these people with a fierce look on his face.

"It was obvious Derik and I would have to leave soon… This event only cut the time short or so… This battle with the beast-men is been monitored by the world…Now is not the time to cower in fear, instead to give your enemies a reason to fear you… I don't know what will happen in this battle against the orc overseer, we are not in our top fighting conditions… we may die or we may survive but one thing is certain, we will kill that bastard… so you don't have to worry about him returning! You have my word! Have faith in our successors" Cyrus said and without waiting for them to replay, he turned into a golden beam of light and shot towards the direction, Derik and the orc overseer were heading to, leaving the others still a bit stunned and shocked.

They could see Cyrus's condition was terrible but even then he still chose to fight for the empire, he and Derik. These people they have always pushed away were actually the ones risking their lives for their sake.

Unfortunately, it's too late to apologize since this may be their last battle! 

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Pst!

Over the endless seas outside the continent, Derik and the orc overseer kept exchanging powerful blows, none of them were backing down. The two gigantic figures entangle and struggled against the other without a care of the world!

This was a death match!

"True death magic: death beam!" Derik roared as a beam of darkish green aura escaped his mouth and completely engulfed the orc overseer's face.

Bam!

Bam!

The orc overseer in response shielded his face with his arms as he stumbles back and with each step he took, he created powerful tidal waves.

Die!

Peng!

Derik's hands instantly morphed into a claw as he swiped at the orc overseer's throat viciously but a thick layer of green aura surrounded his body blocking the attack. Forcing Derik to retreat!

"At this rate, if you continue fighting like this, not only will your body suffer but your soul will be damaged as well! Won't it be better for me to just end your miserable life than become a normal human after your cultivation shatters?" The orc overseer sneered.

Boom!

Cyrus soon appeared by Derik's side with his arms gently placed behind him. His eyes flared up with a golden aura as he gazed at the orc overseer with great hatred in his heart.

"Of all the foes I have faced all through my life, you are the one I hate the most! You have stolen the little time I had left with my people… for this reason, I will not forgive you!" Cyrus growled viciously. 

Waving his hand's countless golden swords revolved around him like a wheel and on his command, they all shot at the orc overseer viciously.

"Derik, do it!" Cyrus growled.

"I know!" Derik replied as he clasped his hands together and the space around them began to tremble.

True death magic: Accursed gate of the underworld!