In a battle between a Fey Lord and a level-19 ferocious beast, they had to fight each other closely and destroy each other's bodies to determine the victor. Throwing spears and throwing knives from a distance could only be considered harassment.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
A few more rusty, bloodstained spears attacked. Now, these spears could no longer shock Du Feng. The first time he saw it, he felt it was quite magical. They were clearly summoned spears, so why were they bloodstained and rusty? From the looks of it now, it was nothing more than the Demon Lord putting on a show.
The fierce tiger leader raised its front paw and waved it a few times. The seemingly indestructible spears were smashed.
Du Feng, who was pretending to be a fierce tiger, was secretly happy and took the opportunity to take a few steps towards the Netherworld Altar. Because the fierce tiger leader was fighting with the Fey Lord, if he hid now, it would be considered self-destruction. The fierce tiger leader would not blame him.
Actually, Du Feng's goal was to observe the Skeleton General from a close distance, especially the purple crystal heart in its chest. If he guessed correctly, this Skeleton General was actually a sculpture made of bones.
He did not know what great figure it was imitating, so it looked very imposing. However, this kind of thing could fool a ferocious beast with no intelligence. Du Feng would never really worship it.
It was obviously this purple crystal heart and the demonic aura emitted by the altar that could turn a ferocious beast into a ferocious beast and increase its combat power. As for this energy, it came from the Netherworld. Why could the energy from the Netherworld be transmitted here? There must be a Teleportation Formation in operation.
After Du Feng went up the Netherworld Altar, he looked like he was lying there to hide, but he was actually secretly looking for where the Teleportation Formation was. After searching for a while, Du Feng basically determined. That Teleportation Formation was installed inside the altar. It was only the bottom of the skull throne that was blocked.
If possible, he wanted to move the Skeleton Throne away and dig open the Netherworld Altar to see what the Teleportation Formation inside looked like. He might even be able to use this opportunity to increase his knowledge of formations. Because the Underworld was different from the Heaven Realm, their formations were not researched by later generations. They were all left behind from the ancient times, so every one of them was good stuff.
However, if Du Feng really did that, the fierce tiger leader would probably be the first to tear him apart. Destroying the Nether Clan's altar was a huge blow to the vicious beasts. Not only would the ferocious tiger head tear him apart, but all the ferocious beasts at the scene would also stop resisting the demonic cultivators and come over to fight him to the death.
Du Feng didn't want to die. He just lay there and observed secretly. At the same time, he was also analyzing the situation at the scene.
Just now, he heard the howl of a wolf in the forest from afar. If his guess was correct, a large group of Forest Wolves would soon run to the Nether Race's altar to worship. Once they came to worship, a large number of Forest Wolves would turn into Vicious Wolves. At that time, the ferocious beasts would be replenished, and they would be able to fight against the beast cultivators for a long time.
But before that, the fierce tiger leader had to withstand the first wave of attacks. At the very least, it had to ensure that the Nether Race's altar was not destroyed. According to the porcupine Daemon Lord's personality, he wouldn't dare to attack the Nether Race's altar alone, unless reinforcements arrived.
Du Feng's guess was right. The porcupine Daemon Lord from the Seven-Ring Demon City indeed didn't dare to charge forward. He only harassed from the periphery, constantly using his spear to launch sneak attacks. His goal was to find an opportunity to destroy the Nether Race's altar.
The fierce tiger leader was also in a very awkward situation. It couldn't easily leave the Nether Race's altar. Once it left, it would be very easy for the enemy to attack and destroy this place. So when a spear flew over, it would shatter, but it definitely wouldn't chase after it.
"Brother Pig, I'm coming, hahaha!"
A heroic voice traveled over. Du Feng knew that the situation was bad. This was because a powerful pressure descended upon him, causing him to almost be unable to move.
That's right, the Lion King City's City Lord had rushed over. He had passed through the Ninth and Eighth Rings and Demon City from the Tenth Ring. He was really fast. The explosive power of a lion was obviously not something a porcupine could compare to. But since they were both Daemon Lords and Demon City Lords, they still had to give each other some face.
"Brother Lion, hold on. I'll destroy the altar."
The porcupine Daemon Lord didn't stand on ceremony at all. He let the Lion King City Lord hold off the fierce tiger leader, while he was only responsible for secretly shattering the skeleton general's heart. It would be best if he could destroy the entire altar.
When Du Feng heard this, he couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't that he wanted to help the Nether and the fierce beasts. But if the altar was destroyed now, he would have nowhere to run. With two Daemon Lords here, they could easily crush him to death. He had to wait for the Forest Wolves to arrive and stir up the waters. Only then would he have a chance to slip away.
So the skeleton warrior appeared just in time and stood in front of the skeleton throne.
The skeleton warrior was now at the level of a half-step Demon Lord. It couldn't fight the Lion King City Lord, but it could still fight the porcupine Daemon Lord for a while. So far, the porcupine Daemon Lord didn't seem to have any other abilities besides throwing spears. Of course, it really was just a few moves. After all, there was still a difference between a half-step Demon Lord and a real Daemon Lord.
As long as the porcupine Daemon Lord didn't throw his spears wretchedly, and instead charged forward to fight in close combat, the skeleton warrior wouldn't be able to beat him.
"Huh? Strange. Why is there an extra warrior guarding the altar this time?"
"No, I must report this to the Demon Emperor City."
When the Lion King City Lord saw the skeleton warrior, he thought it was a function of the Nether's altar. In the past, it had always been transformed fierce beasts guarding the altar. This time, there was an extra skeleton warrior. And it looked very similar to the skeleton general, as if it were a clone.
The change in the Nether's altar's function was a huge matter for the Daemon Realm. If the Nether's altar appeared in the future with ten, twenty, or even a group of skeleton warriors, wouldn't they be dead?
Actually, the porcupine Daemon Lord also felt that something was amiss.
"Attack!"
After the Lion King City Lord finished reporting, he immediately attacked. The muscles in his legs bulged, and he leaped straight to the top of the Nether's altar. The golden broadsword in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down viciously at the fierce tiger leader.
For low-level Daemon cultivators, their human forms weren't as strong as their true forms. This was because Daemons had thick skin and great strength, and they had an advantage in size.
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