Chapter 741: The War Ends
Chapter 741: The War Ends
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The Devil lords, who were all quickly sprinting towards Zeras to try and stop him, felt their faces change when suddenly, Zeras turned back and sprinted towards them.
Unwillingly, they prepared their attacks but soon noticed the horror flashing in Zeras’s own eyes as he completely ignored the attacks and simply ran away.
Before they could process what was happening, they felt the incredibly powerful energy surge that suddenly blossomed behind them.
In the next instant, a powerful wave of energy swallowed them before they could even take their single step.
Even though Zeras himself ran like a thief caught in broad daylight, he was still slow, and the explosion also covered him, devouring his figure amidst the earth-shattering explosion that followed.
A gaping maw—a vortex—appeared in space.
It was a rift forcefully formed by the explosion of the energy.
Immediately after it formed, a shockingly powerful absorption force was felt throughout the area as the explosion and shockwaves resulting from it were all immediately sent into the gaping rifts.
That was one of the reasons why Zeras had shifted the battle away from the main battlefield.
If the rift had opened up there, who knew how many of his warriors would have immediately gotten devoured by it.
Even though the scene took long to describe, it was over in ten seconds, and the scene was finally revealed.
A scene that made everyone’s jaw drop to the ground.
In the battlefield, there were previously Zeras and the seven Shadow Lords.
One of the Shadow Lords decided to detonate, meaning Zeras and a total of six Devil lords should remain.
But right now, all that remained were three Devil lords, who had been reduced to nothing but bones, currently hacking up blood endlessly and on their knees.
Their mighty weapons were nowhere to be found, and their formerly powerful auras had been reduced to a stage even a Galaxy Realm expert would consider pathetic.
They had decided to abandon their so-called invasion and actually sprinted back to where they came from instead.
Their choice wasn’t unreasonable, though. They knew well that continuing the war meant death. Was the enjoyment they would have worth them fighting to their death?
It wasn’t worth it. And so they decided to turn their backs against the enemy and run.
“CHASE THEM! LEAVE NONE ALIVE!” Zeras roared out, boosting the morale of the armies, who all immediately began chasing the Devils, mercilessly butchering them.
Still, the Devils’ numbers were simply too much, and some were still able to enter back into the rift where they came from, avoiding their demise.
Once the Devils had been chased back, loud cheers and roars of the soldiers’ joy resounded, with some falling to their knees and breaking out in tears.
They had known well before the fight that, most likely, 90% of them would be lost to the war.
Yet here they all were, with the greatest damage being injuries that could easily be healed up.
They had been able to turn the situation in their favor at the end.
They, 10,000 in number, had been able to chase back 100,000 Devils running with their tails between their legs.
That was something worthy of praise.
But Zeras, against the joyful atmosphere, turned his gaze to the far eastern distance where powerful explosions were still ringing out.
“It seems the war is not over at all...”
“Help those who are in need of help, and take care of fatal injuries. Gather in one place and stay alert!” Zeras ordered.
The warriors gave a respectful nod before immediately soaring forward towards the apocalyptic battle in the distance.
Immediately, Zeras’s body that was half-destroyed began repairing itself, as his body quickly grew back new cells and skin in the span of seconds, and soon he was back once more, not a single injury on him.
“Undying body it really is...”