C276 – When Immortals Fought Mortals Suffered

“Slay! Obliterate the Dark Parliament and bring an end to this catastrophic world!”

“Restore peace to humanity!”

Having witnessed Loong Chen’s formidable combat prowess, the Commanders grew even more assured of his ability to lead humanity in ending this apocalyptic era.

Emotions surged within them as they guided the Great Commander to initiate the assault.

Yet, their pace paled in comparison to Loong Chen’s. With each stride they made, they discovered the majority of zombies and mutated beasts already vanquished, with only a handful of defeated adversaries remaining.

The assembled were elite soldiers from various armies, capable of effortlessly dispatching these remnants.

Consequently, several battalions traversed multiple checkpoints within the Dark Parliament unscathed.Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

“When did warfare become so straightforward?”

A voice couldn’t help but inquire.

Each soldier present had weathered countless battles, teetering on the edge of mortality each time.

Yet, this time, they felt akin to spectators rather than participants.

As Loong Chen once again decimated thousands of zombies and mutated beasts, his objective drew near.

His target: the Dark Parliament’s headquarters.

However, breaching the stronghold proved unnecessary, as a dozen figures materialized before him.

They comprised beings from ancient civilizations, hailing from distant lands.

Necromancer roared.

“Only your president? He hides his face and thinks he can kill me?”

Loong Chen ridiculed, clearly unimpressed.

“How dare you speak so!”

Immediately after Loong Chen spoke, the Nine-headed Flood Dragon let out simultaneous roars from all its heads.

The legion elites behind Loong Chen were so overwhelmed that their eardrums nearly burst, and the weaker ones lost consciousness due to the intensity.

How could these low-level Evolvers possibly withstand the force of a Beast King Grade mutated beast?

Loong Chen scowled and emitted a disdainful snort.

The powerful aura from his Divine Level bloodline began to emerge, quickly overpowering the pressure from the Nine-headed Flood Dragon.

This allowed his warriors to finally breathe easier.

“Everyone, retreat for now.”

Loong Chen instructed gently.

The Commanders exchanged glances but chose not to stay.

They realized the impending fight was beyond their ability to contribute to.

Indeed, they weren’t even worthy of observing from a distance.

In their view, Loong Chen and the Dark Parliament’s experts were akin to battling gods.