Chapter 566 - 666 Beastmaster Sect (1)
Chapter 566 - 666 Beastmaster Sect (1)
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King Celestial Feather’s expression was dark. The wings on his back flapped quickly, wanting to escape from the city of the Half-Dragon race. However, Long Yang’s self-destruction was too fast. Even he had only just flown out.
A wave of energy instantly swept behind him and blasted him away.
At that moment, a huge pit was formed in the Half-Dragon race’s capital under Long Yang’s self-destruction.
It was like a small abyss with violent power sweeping through it.
The entire capital disappeared as if a huge hand had wiped it out.
“Long Yang!”
King Celestial Feather yelled. He no longer looked as high and mighty as before.
Wounds covered his entire body, and the wings on his back were pitch-black. One could even see the skin tissues under the wings, and blood seeped out.
His face was pale, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.
Had he not swiftly fled, he might have perished under the onslaught of Long Yang’s self-destruction. Even now, he bore severe injuries. If not for the distance he put between them and the protective divine power within his body, he might have met his end along with the capital of the Half-Dragon Race.
As for the Celestial Feather race he led, two-thirds of them had perished.
The remaining Celestial Feather race was lucky enough to survive because they were still a distance away from the capital.
“Celestial Feather race, listen up!”
King Celestial Feather flew up again with a gloomy expression.
“Annihilate every last Half-Dragon! I want their race wiped from existence!”
King Celestial Feather’s voice was filled with infinite anger. He did not believe that all the Half-Dragon race members would die under this self-destruction.
“Yes, King Celestial Feather!”
“For our God!”
The Celestial Feather race yelled. Their voices were calm, yet fanatical.
As for the dead clansmen, in their eyes, they had all sacrificed themselves to their gods.
Next, King Celestial Feather led the Celestial Feather race and slaughtered the remaining members of the Half-Dragon race. He did not hold back at all.
If not for the fact that he was seriously injured, he would have attacked to vent his anger.
As for the injuries on his body, he would not be able to recover without half a year.
Long Yang’s self-destruction had left behind a residual flame-like power within his body, intent on incinerating his flesh, spiritual energy, and spirit.
Or it could be understood as a curse-like power remaining in his body.
If he wanted to get rid of it, he could only use time to smooth it out.
This also disrupted his rhythm. After all, he had planned to attack the Dark Northern race after destroying the Half-Dragon race. Now that he was severely injured and the Celestial Feather race had suffered heavy losses, he had to rest for a period.
“Fortunately, I have destroyed the Half-Dragon race’s Destiny. My race’s Destiny has begun to devour this power.”
King Celestial Feather composed himself, returning to his pristine holy visage. White light emanated from his eyes, exuding an aura of purity and divine authority.
After devouring this power of Destiny, he might not need to recuperate for half a year. Perhaps he would be fine in two to three months.
He could still wait for two to three months.
As time passed, the news of the destruction of the Half-Dragon race spread in No Man’s Land.
Even Guo Jia of the Green Lotus Dynasty received news of the Half-Dragon race’s destruction.
In Qingya Residence.
Guo Jia’s expression was solemn.
He did not expect the Celestial Feather race to be so powerful. In a short period, they had destroyed the Half-Dragon race and even turned their city into ruins.
“Lord Guo, I heard that the Celestial Feather race has also suffered heavy losses. Shall we use this chance to strike?”
Huang Yaoshi said to Guo Jia solemnly.
Now that the Celestial Feather race had suffered heavy losses, once they recovered, they would be the greatest enemy of the dynasty.
It was hard to say if they could even stop them.
“The Celestial Feather race is powerful and has a deep foundation. They even have an existence called God behind them!”
Guo Jia tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes deep in thought.
Right now, the Green Lotus Dynasty was attacking the Nether race. If they attacked the Celestial Feather race, it would not be easy for them to win in a two-front battle.
After all, the strength displayed by the Celestial Feather race was too strong.
“Have Xu Ding and the others arrived at the Nether Battlefield?”
Guo Jia looked at Huang Yaoshi and asked.
“Yes, they have arrived. However, the Nine Howling Wolf Cavalry is roaming the Nether Battlefield to prevent the Nether race’s Immortal experts from attacking.”
Huang Yaoshi nodded.
“We’ve occupied nearly two-thirds of the Nether race’s territory. We’re not far from victory.”
“As a large number of soldiers and the various martial sects of the Martial Arts Tower enter the Nether Battlefield, we have the absolute advantage.”
Guo Jia said with a solemn expression.
The remaining one-third of the Nether race’s territory was not that easy to obtain. Furthermore, he was not very sure how many Immortal experts there were in the Nether race.
“Huang Yaoshi, contact Huang Shang and ask him to follow the army to the Nether Battlefield.”
“Other than the Nether race, the Dark Northern race and the Demon Phoenix race must also know about this. They can’t be indifferent!”
“Perhaps the two races will join forces again. As for the Nether race, we have to capture them as soon as possible and participate in the final battle in the name of Green Lotus!”
Guo Jia said to Huang Yaoshi solemnly.
“I understand!”
Huang Yaoshi’s expression shifted. He discerned that Guo Jia was preparing to wipe them all out.
Taking down the Nether race was almost certain. After all, there were still many soldiers that the dynasty had not deployed.