Chapter 2848
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After that, Lu Ming also left.
The other nine tribes of the Ancient God descendants also started to prepare for war after receiving the news. They gathered all the powerful clansmen back and set up heavy defenses around the tribes.
The demons in the Northern Wasteland Demonic Plain were very terrifying and powerful. There were many Demon Kings and their overall strength was similar to the ten tribes of the Ancient God descendants.
That was why the two sides had been fighting for so long and neither side could defeat the other.
However, if the experts from the Qin Tian Star Field joined in, the balance would be broken.
More than a dozen Godkings had come from the Qin Tian Star Field. Moreover, they were all extremely powerful existences.
More than a dozen powerful Divine Kings and countless Heavenly Gods joined forces with the demons from the Northern Wasteland Devil Plains. It was enough to annihilate the descendants of the Ancient Gods.
This was a life and death crisis for the Ancient God descendants.
The ten tribes were nervously preparing for war.
Half a month had passed, but there was no movement in the Northern Wasteland Demonic Plain.
"There's no movement until now. Is the news fake?"
"Yeah. Have we been fooled?"
Some of the people in the ten tribes started to discuss.
But …
Roar!
The roars of demons came from the north, completely destroying the doubtful opinions.
Countless demons emerged from the Northern Wasteland Demonic Plain and attacked the ten tribes of the Ancient God descendants.
The experts from the Qin Tian Star Field could also be seen among the demons.
Boom!
Outside the Eighth Tribe, countless demons rushed toward the Eighth Tribe. There were so many of them that it was more than the number of demons that besieged the Ice Soul Clan's base a few decades ago.
Roar!
A few earth-shattering roars could be heard from the back of the army of the Monster Race and Demon Race. A few gigantic creatures could be seen looming in the distant void. However, the terrifying aura they exuded made everyone feel as though they were suffocating.
That was the Demon King.
The Demon King was equivalent to the King of Gods, the existence of the Divine King Realm.
"Kill! Defeat the descendants of the Ancient God for me. All the descendants of the Ancient God will be at your disposal."
A Demon King's voice spread across the battlefield.
It was said that once the demons devoured the descendants of the Ancient God and merged with the blood of the Ancient God descendants, they would be able to develop spiritual intelligence.
Now, the demons in the Northern Wasteland Devil Plain that had gained sentience had devoured the descendants of the Ancient Gods.
It was no wonder that the demons had joined forces with the experts from the Qin Tian Starfield. They had benefited from each other.
The demons wanted to devour the descendants of the Ancient Gods, while the experts of the Qin Tian Starfield wanted the treasures of the Ancient Gods.
Roar Roar
Countless demons roared and charged toward the Eighth Tribe with bloodshot eyes.
"Kill, kill all these demons!"
The warriors of the Eighth Tribe roared. They stood on the city wall, took out their big bows, and shot out arrows one after another.
These arrows were extremely powerful. Some of the stronger demons had their bodies pierced by the arrows and were nailed to the ground.
However, the number of Fiendish Demons was endless. They continued to attack like a tidal wave.
Soon, the two sides were engaged in close combat.
Every descendant of the Ancient Gods who could transform into an Ancient God Body did so.
On the city wall of the Eighth Tribe, tall and majestic figures appeared one after another. They roared and brandished all kinds of weapons, fighting with the Fiendish Demons.
Lu Ming also transformed into an Ancient God Body and stabbed out with his long spear, killing the Fiendish Demons one after another.
Roar!
An earth-shattering roar was heard. The Demon King attacked from the sky. A terrifying aura covered the sky. It was extremely terrifying.
"Kill!"
A few figures rushed out from the Eighth Tribe. They were all over a hundred meters tall. They were the Divine Kings of the Eighth Tribe.
The Divine Kings from both sides engaged in a terrifying battle in the sky.
It was hard to tell who would win.
However, after a while, a figure the size of an ordinary person came from afar, exuding a terrifying aura.
Divine King, another Divine King.
"The Divine King of the Mystic Academy."
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes.
Lu Ming was very familiar with this Divine King. He was the one who led the people of the Mystic Academy to the Ice Soul Tribe's base to kill Lu Ming. Lu Ming would never forget.
When the Godkings of the Hybrid Demon Academy joined the battle, the situation immediately shifted in favor of the Monster Demons. The Godkings of the Eighth Tribe were gradually losing ground.
In the end, the Divine Kings of the Eighth Tribe could only retreat. They returned to the Eighth Tribe and activated the grand array to fend off the Fiendish Demons' attack.
The Eighth Tribe managed to fend off the Fiendish Demons' attack with the help of the grand array.
Swoosh!
Outside the grand array, a few giant Demon Kings and the Divine Kings of the Mystic Academy stood outside and watched coldly.
Suddenly, another tall figure walked over from another direction.
"The Divine King of the Invincible Kenzō."
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes.
Another Divine King had arrived.
The number of Divine Kings of the Eighth Tribe was no longer comparable to the Divine Kings of the Eighth Tribe.
"Attack! Break their grand array."
The Divine King of the Invincible Kenzō said coldly. Then, a terrifying sword light soared into the sky and slashed at the Eighth Tribe as if it was going to split the universe in half.
Rumble!
The sword light slashed at the grand array, causing it to shake violently.
"Attack!"
At the same time, a few Demon Kings and the Divine Kings of the Mystic Academy also attacked. All kinds of terrifying attacks landed on the grand array, causing it to shake violently.
If the Divine Kings of the Eighth Tribe did not work together to control the grand array, the grand array would have been broken under the attacks of so many Divine Kings.
Even so, it was still very difficult for them to withstand the attacks.
Rumble!
Outside, the attacks were relentless. After more than an hour, the attacks finally stopped.
"Retreat!"
Then, a Demon King gave an order. Countless Demon Kings retreated and stood in the distance, looking coldly at the Eighth Tribe.
The Fiendish Demons did not give up. They retreated just to recuperate. When they recovered to their peak state, they would definitely continue to attack.
Sure enough, two days later, the Fiendish Demons, the Mystic Academy, and the Invincible Kenzō launched another attack.
After attacking for a while, they retreated again to recuperate.
"We can't go on like this. The energy of the grand array will be depleted sooner or later. If the grand array is broken, we won't be able to stop them."
In the Eighth Tribe, a group of experts gathered together to discuss matters. An elder sighed and said.
"What should we do? Is our tribe really going to be wiped out this time?"
Another elder said with a sorrowful expression.
"Our tribe must not be wiped out. In our current situation, we can only retreat to the First Tribe and ally with the First Tribe. Only then will we have a chance to survive."
The chief of the Eighth Tribe said.
"What do you mean by retreat? Are we going to give up our ancestral land that has been passed down for countless years?"
Someone said with a trembling voice.
The ancestral land of the Eighth Tribe had been passed down for countless years. There were all kinds of cultivation sacred grounds and blood pools. It was the root of their tribe's prosperity. It would be a great loss to give it up.
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