According to Chen Feng's judgment, Ren Tianpeng's strength had already broken through the ceiling of the Epic stage and touched the edge of the Mythical stage. That was why he was able to break free from his predicament again and again and retaliate with bitter means.
It was even more so at this moment. Although the Lie Demons had dealt a heavy blow to Ren Tianpeng with a sneak attack, Ren Tianpeng quickly broke free and counterattacked.
With the support of the starry sky, Ren Tianpeng once again squeezed out the strength in his bones. Coupled with his bitter anger, the whole dragon was like an avenger reborn from hell. His body was wrapped in layers of terrifying twisted energy, and under the influence of this energy, his two remaining heads looked incomparably ferocious.
"Despicable fellow, get out of my way!"
After smashing the Lie Demons' chest, Ren Tianpeng was not satisfied. In the next second, his body turned into a lightning shadow in an instant. He raised his dragon claws and smashed them down on the Lie Demons' head!
"Bang!"
The terrifying strength was like a miniature meteorite smashing into the Lie Demons' head. Although the Lie Demons had divinity, Ren Tianpeng's head was still smashed open, and that huge mountain-like body was sent flying dozens of meters away. He almost fell flat on his back.
At the same time, one of Ren Tianpeng's heads opened a huge mouth and condensed a black lightning ball between his lips. He threw it at Saruman, who was at the side. The lightning scattered and formed a thunderstorm. A large amount of black lightning throbbed and intertwined to form a lightning net. It kept hitting Saruman 'body, creating an extremely dense killing effect.
Even if Saruman was an undead and had the characteristic of being immortal, it was difficult for him to bear at this time. His originally pale and bloodless body was now pitch-black.
Just now, Saruman had summoned the crack of the abyss, which made his attack disappear. Not only that, but he also sensed that his energy had angered a god.
Ren Tianpeng's strength was immeasurable. He could even escape from the hands of the Dragon God. If it was in the past, he would not put a god in his eyes.
After all, even gods would have to think twice about ancient demonic beasts like Ren Tianpeng. After all, they were on par with abominations, and they were hunters who hunted abominations and gods for food.
But now it was different. Ren Tianpeng had been defeated, and his strength had dropped to the bottom. The most suitable way for Ren Tianpeng to survive was to persevere and not continue to provoke powerful enemies.
Ren Tianpeng had attacked the abyss god, and the other side had clearly sensed his aura. Because of the dimensional crack, although Ren Tianpeng was clear that the other side was unable to use their main body to attack him, this kind of trouble could be minimized.
Ren Tianpeng blamed all the karma on Saruman, so when he found an opportunity, he immediately started to counterattack. He did not give Chen Feng the slightest chance to react.
But at this time, Ren Tianpeng did not have the joy of victory. Although he had defeated the Lie Demons and Saruman, he was still burning with impatience. He once again hurriedly flew into the sky.
Chen Feng, who was holding a sub-divine artifact, was like an inner demon residing in his heart. Moreover, the terrifying meteorite had already arrived above his head.
For Ren Tianpeng, the most important thing now was to find a way out, and then watch Chen Feng and those abominable humans be buried in the meteorite, instead of foolishly entangling with the other side.
The sound of the wind, the whistling, the piercing sound, and countless other sounds were entangled together. In the distance, the Dreaddragon seemed to have sensed some kind of aura of despair. As an undead, he began to roar in despair, like a tool that had been abandoned after being used up, full of unwillingness!
He was originally sleeping underground, minding his own business with the humans. It was Ren Tianpeng who summoned him from underground, and then created such a terrifying and extreme massacre.
But just as the Dreaddragon unconditionally carried out the orders given to him by Ren Tianpeng, countless people had already died in his hands. He even summoned an entire undead army, which had occupied 80% of the slums.
He was like a general charging and breaking through the enemy lines. He had done so much, and fought for countless lands for his lord, but at this critical moment, the so-called person he was loyal to abandoned him.
The terrifying Dreaddragon was now more like a stray dog abandoned outside in winter. In the cold winter, he couldn't even last a night before he froze to death!
The people in Devil Town also had no choice. Du Jingcai had already arrived at the slums. When he saw the miserable situation in front of him, his eyes immediately turned red.
Under such extreme anger, he even forgot about the meteorite in mid-air for a short period of time. He knew what he had to do. Before he was killed by the meteorite, he had to avenge all the people who had died in this disaster!
Under the influence of Du Jingcai, the human warriors attacked the Dreaddragon and the undead army.
Death had already arrived in this desolate land, and at this moment, the battle between the humans and the undead pushed the tragedy to the extreme. Under this influence, it was as if the air was being stirred up by various intertwining sounds.
However, reality was always so merciless …
Even if Du Jingcai was terrifyingly strong before, he was now facing internal and external threats. Moreover, he had already exhausted all his energy, so how could he kill the Dreaddragon in a short period of time?
He risked his life, and after breaking one of the Dreaddragon's ribs, he was hit by the opponent's dragon breath.
"Crack!"
The Dreaddragon's dragon breath contained the power of the undead. Du Jingcai's body trembled violently, and he vomited blood on the spot. Under the huge impact, his body emitted a crisp cracking sound. Compared to the Dreaddragon, three of his ribs were broken.
At the same time, he also lost his balance in the huge impact and the impact of the explosion. Like a falling meteor, he drew an arc and fell heavily to the ground.
However, Du Jingcai was after all a king. Even if he was a lamp without oil, he still smashed a large hole in the hard ground. In the next second, he crawled out with his face covered in blood. His eyes were filled with pain and anger.
"Damn it, Devil Town has already suffered so much. I clearly wanted to turn the tide countless times, but why? In the end, all I have left is a pile of sand in my hands. I can't seem to do anything. Perhaps this is fate. However, we only want to live. Devil Town only wants to live. Is this wrong? "
On top of the broken wall, Du Jingcai, who was covered in blood and wounds, muttered to himself. Every time he said a word, he would vomit a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with pieces of his internal organs. Even his body was filled with the thick smell of blood.
The loyal warriors at the side seemed to have gone crazy at this time. They repelled the undead around them, and then rushed to Du Jingcai.
Unlike other rulers who only coveted pleasure, Du Jingcai had always been very self-disciplined. He did not take in beauties, nor was he satisfied with the status quo. Instead, he always wanted to change the status quo of Devil Town. He wanted to remove the malignant tumors attached to Devil Town one by one.
It was because of this belief that he was able to gather a group of ambitious people around him. These people used Du Jingcai as a model and hoped that they could follow him and create a great achievement of their own.
However, it seemed that this idea of theirs might not work. After all, even Du Jingcai, who was the Great Commander, was in such a state. Moreover, there were still meteorites falling from the sky. So what if they defeated the Terror Dragon in front of them? Wouldn't it be a dead end?
Instead of dying a painful death with all their might, they might as well lie on the ground and wait for death to come. This way, they might be able to save some time and not suffer too much grief.
Despair appeared in everyone's heart uncontrollably. Many of them knelt beside Du Jingcai and gathered their energy in their hands. Some even wanted to commit suicide first.
"Are you going to give up too?"
Du Jingcai looked around blankly. He could feel the will to die in everyone's hearts. The energy seemed to have some kind of magic that made him sink into despair.
Yes, he was really too tired.
Instead of fighting a meaningless battle, lying down now might be the best decision. After all, no matter what, they couldn't escape their fate.
"Are you going to give up too?" Just when Du Jingcai was about to close his eyes and rest, a weak voice suddenly sounded beside him.
That voice sounded like that of a sick person without any strength, but Du Jingcai still slowly opened his eyes. He saw that Yang Shuo had already woken up.
However, unlike the eyes that were filled with hope before, Yang Shuo's eyes were filled with mockery and ridicule.
Their relationship was very complicated. Previously, they were only the upper class and the lower class. A few hours ago, they became opponents. After that, they fought side by side. At the most critical moment, it was Du Jingcai who rescued her from Ren Tianpeng's hands.
What's going on now?
Why is Yang Shuo looking at me with such contempt? It was as if he was looking at a hopeless cripple.
"I wasn't wrong about you." Yang Shuo muttered to himself, "You said that you had your own difficulties and that you had your own plans. I naively believed you. However, you've always been a coward who ran away from difficulties. You don't know what it means to be strong. You think that your subordinates are strong, so you held them back and let them do whatever they want in the slums, destroying countless families."
"It's the same now. You feel that your strength is weak, so you choose to give up. You choose to be discouraged and run away. You've never really worked hard. I only regret that I was almost deceived by your flowery words. In my eyes, you've never been a hero."
"That's all I have to say. Du Jingcai, you can go to hell with your cowardice."
Yang Shuo's every word was like a giant hammer, bombarding Du Jingcai's heart. At first, he was still angry, but as soon as his anger was ignited, it was instantly extinguished.
Yang Shuo was right.
Previously, he also had many elite soldiers, but because he was afraid that Devil Town would be destroyed on a large scale, he allowed those thugs to do whatever they wanted. He clearly had the strength to suppress those people, but he did not take any action.
And now, it was the same. Because the Terror Dragon was abandoned, it had completely gone berserk. Houses were destroyed one after another, and the survivors who were treated as equals in its eyes died one after another in front of its eyes. However, the Terror Dragon didn't want to kill the abominable Terror Dragon. Instead, it wanted to fall to the ground and choose to be struck by a meteor while its limbs were still able to move.
This … Is this really what a qualified leader should do?
His awareness was not even as good as that of a kid from the slums.
At the same time, something in Du Jingcai's heart seemed to shatter. A power that he had been looking forward to for a long time now gathered in the meridians of his body.
Just as most people were in despair and no longer had any hope for what was in front of them, just as Yang Shuo was unable to move and could only rely on his lowered eyes to look at his home that was about to be destroyed and watch as Nono was buried in the soil ….
From the deep hole that was so broken that it was unbearable to look at, a violent wave of energy burst out, smashing all the broken walls and debris into pieces. Ashes swept into the sky, forming a terrifying mist that looked like a mushroom cloud!
At the same time. There was also an absolutely cold, powerful, and extraordinary aura, like a flood, drowning the entire slums.
This was like a raging fire that had been ignited to the heavens, but was immediately extinguished by a tsunami, announcing to the world that a true powerhouse had descended upon this land.
"Keke!"
A series of hoarse and urgent voices came out from the undead's mouths. At this moment, all the low-level undead present seemed to have been struck by lightning, and were frozen in place.
Their bodies were like sand, slowly breaking apart and drying up. Then, they fell to the ground and turned into pieces of debris.
The undead possessed astonishingly different lifeforms. This was something that was indisputable. Even if the undead were pushed to the edge of a volcano, there would still be a few survivors. But now, thousands of undead had actually been completely annihilated. The existence that caused all this calamity obviously had extraordinary power.
Even the mournful Terror Dragon felt an unprecedented fatal threat at this moment, and couldn't help but let out a shrill cry of horror.
However, it was all too late!
With a whoosh, there was a vibration in the air, and then, an indomitable figure slowly walked out of the illusory energy.
All this time, Du Jingcai, who had been constantly looking forward to power and change, finally got his wish. For this, he even relied on all the resources of Devil Town to try and break through, but it still ended in failure.
But now, it was different. Because of Yang Shuo's words, he finally began to examine his failures. He said that everything was for the sake of Devil Town, but that was just a coward's reason.
Strategic compromise and compromise were two completely different concepts.
So this time, he didn't choose to be a coward. He wanted to stand upright in front of all his followers and survivors, and let everyone know that protecting Devil Town wasn't just a slogan, but a strong motivation that guided him forward.
At this moment, Du Jingcai was floating in mid-air. Although the meteorite was still falling, Du Jingcai had regained his previous confidence.
Before death, what he wanted to do was not to compromise, but to do something for the slums, and that was … to kill the Terror Dragon and save Devil Town!
(End of Chapter)
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