"This human known as Christos does have some skills. It's not strange for Tifar to die in his hands. "
Silver King Ismen sat on his throne and watched the bloody battlefield. "I sent out two Demon Kings to force him to use more than ten Spirit Energy Giants and exhaust his energy, making it easier to capture him alive. However, he only used four Spirit Energy Giants to stabilize the situation. This is truly unexpected. "
Demon Guard Lord Gordan said in a muffled voice, "Ruler, could it be that Angoulesh's information was wrong?"
"It's also possible that this human's strength has improved again. After all, he's a human called 'Savior'! "
Ismen sneered, clearly not interested in being called 'Savior'.
Actually, Ismen's casual words had guessed the truth. Bai Xiaowen's strength had indeed increased. His control of spiritual energy had risen to Expert Level, and he also had the buff from God's Offering. That was why he was able to suppress two Lesser Demon Kings with four spiritual energy giants.
Under normal circumstances, at least eight to ten Spirit Energy Giants would be needed to fight against two Lesser Demon Kings. This would cause Bai Xiaowen's Spirit Energy to be exhausted too quickly, which would definitely satisfy Silver King Ismen's wishes.
After Ismen finished his comments, he slowly stood up and smiled. "However, the pitiful resistance of the humans should end now."
Demon Guard Lord Gordan was somewhat excited. He knew that the great ruler was about to personally make a move. Gordan had only seen this scene once before.
Ismen suddenly took a deep breath. Instantly, a vast aura spread out like a gust of wind, sweeping through the entire Icy Plains.
The rank suppression of God Descendants!
This was a kind of natural pressure. Only living beings with divinity could resist this kind of level suppression.
Although Bai Xiaowen's army had the Immemorial Contract and could resist Ismen's suppression to a certain extent, most humans and Undead soldiers still felt their bodies become heavy, as if there was an invisible nightmare suppressing their bodies. Every movement required twice as much energy as usual.
This was already considered very good. If it weren't for the ancient contract, these ordinary soldiers wouldn't be able to do anything. They wouldn't even be able to use their spiritual power. Their combined spiritual power attack would be even more of a joke.
Even so, the spiritual energy output of the soldiers in the fourteen square formations was still limited to a certain extent. The most obvious manifestation was that the bodies of the four giants had shrunk by half! As a result, its power was reduced by forty to fifty percent.
"Hmm? He can still move? "
Ismen furrowed his brows. He had been sitting on the fishing platform, relying most on his superiority as a descendant of God. No matter how hard these humans and Undead tried to resist, when Ismen used his full power to suppress them, they would become lambs waiting to be slaughtered. This was the source of his confidence.
"Great Ruler, the enemy must have made preparations in advance in response to your pressure!"
Gordan shouted, "That human just said that this ice field was his chosen battlefield, and this strange magic array was also set up by him in advance. However, the enemy will still be affected by your pressure, and their strength will be reduced by at least half. "
"Hmm, that makes sense."
Ismen stepped out in the air, and his handsome face regained its original calmness. "Then I'll do it myself! Let's end this farce as soon as possible. "
"Silver King Ismen is doing it himself!"
Bai Xiaowen's pupils constricted slightly. Of course, he knew how terrifying a high-level descendant of God was. His encounter with Atley Lanthor on the dinosaur planet still left him with a lingering fear.
Now, although Bai Xiaowen's strength had increased a lot since the time he explored the dinosaur planet, and the number of troops under his command had increased exponentially, this was the first time he faced a high-level descendant of God. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
True Inner Force poured out, and Bai Xiaowen connected to all the other square formations.
"Don't panic! First, build the Impregnable Wall Formation — "
Bai Xiaowen's spiritual consciousness was closely watching Ismen's every move. Unknowingly, he used the Mental Cultivation Technique to capture the aura and tried to predict where Ismen's first attack would land.
Ismen moved, and his aura was captured by Bai Xiaowen at the same time.
"Number Eight Skeleton Formation! Impregnable Wall Formation, Spiritual Energy Manifestation! "
Bai Xiaowen's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this Mental Cultivation Technique's aura capture the same as the Kenbonshoku Haki from a pirate manga? At least in terms of capturing the enemy's attack position, it was somewhat similar.
A black Spiritual Energy giant holding a giant shield rose from the top of Number Eight Skeleton Formation's head.
Boom!
Ismen's first attack was indeed Number Eight Skeleton Formation!
A giant demonic claw made of dark energy fell from the sky above the eighth skeleton phalanx.
The next second, the black Spiritual Energy giant's giant shield clashed with the demonic claw.
Rumble!
The giant shield shattered, and the soldiers of the Number Eight Skeleton Formation trembled once.
However, Ismen's attack also came to an end, and he did not break the Impregnable Wall Formation of Number Eight Skeleton Formation.
The morale of the human militia was greatly boosted, but the demonic army was puzzled for a while.
The incomparably powerful Silver King was actually blocked?
The smile on Ismen's handsome face disappeared. He did not understand why his attack was predicted in advance. To be honest, it was a little embarrassing to fail in front of so many subordinates.
"It's just some fancy tricks. Then, I'll use absolute power to subdue him! "
Ismen's humanoid body suddenly surged with green flames and rapidly expanded! In the billowing smoke and dust, only a black shadow could be seen growing bigger and bigger.
The smoke and dust dissipated.
Ismen had become a monster, a true demon. This was the Silver King, the true body of the Ultimate Demon King!
He was twelve meters tall, with red eyebrows and fierce eyes, and green demonic flames burning in his eyes! Overall, he still had the outline of an enlarged human, but there was no skin. His green tendons were exposed, and his palms and feet had four fingers/toes, with sharp nails like a beast.
Other than the head, his body was a bit like the Namekian in Dragon Ball … A thought flashed through Bai Xiaowen's mind.
This God's descendant demon Ismen was only twelve meters tall, while the God's descendant Atley Lanthor on the dinosaur planet was a thousand meters long. The difference in size between the two was huge, but there was not much difference in strength. Instead, Ismen's demonic body was more condensed, and his twelve-meter-tall body could better utilize his advantage in speed and skills.
"Human, I want to attack this place."
After Ismen transformed into his true body, his voice also changed, and it was filled with a tyrannical aura. "Try to block me!"
Ismen strode forward like a phantom, arriving in front of Number Eight Skeleton Formation in one step.
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