Devour evolution: I was reborn as an arctic wolf

Chapter 1466 The Demon Clan Falls, the Starry Sky Shakes.

Meanwhile, the secret discussions between the Celestial Clan and the Celestial Fox Alliance continued, with both sides repeatedly deliberating on the tactical layout for the new era's encirclement and annihilation of the Burning Sky Golden Falcon Clan.

Time slipped away quietly amidst these lengthy negotiations and the unfolding of the situation.

Six hundred million years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Apart from the forces with many powerful star races as their backers, no one had expected that this great calamity at the end of the era would last so long and terrifyingly long.

Since the beginning of the Great Dimensional Era, nearly ten thousand epochs have passed, but never before has a catastrophe lasted for six hundred million years.

When past eras come to an end, most are just tens of millions of years of turmoil. After the calamities subside, there is an opportunity for rebirth, and stellar energy becomes vast once again.

But this time, the end-of-the-world reckoning has been unusually long.

A cataclysmic event spanning six hundred million years has engulfed the entire starry sky. Crimson tears have not fallen, and the blood moon hangs in the sky. The vast starry sky remains in a state of stellar energy depletion, chaotic fortune, and endless calamities.

In every corner of the starry sky, countless lives were lost; many small and medium-sized races that did not survive the final calamity of the starry sky were reduced to nearly one-tenth of their original size.

Even many established powers suffered damage to their foundations, and nearly 70-80% of all living beings below the ancestral level were wiped out.

Throughout the Orion Cluster, apart from those with connections to the Star Clan, all other forces suffered severe damage.

Even the invincible Golden Falcon Clan, known for its unparalleled physique and the fact that every member was a soldier, suffered heavy losses in this long catastrophe.

However, the Burning Sky Golden Falcon Overlord also shouted out their unique iron-blooded spirit during the great calamity.

"The great calamity will not destroy the world, but will be the whetstone for us to build a strong army!"

"Let the wails of the stars be our drums, let the blood moon and crimson tears be our furnace, let this great calamity be our training ground, and let us forge the indestructible military spirit of the Heavenly Golden Falcon!"

This caused the Burning Sky Golden Falcon clan to suffer such a great calamity, and although they also suffered heavy losses, they truly trained many soldiers who had fought hundreds and thousands of battles.

The surviving military force is now almost entirely composed of elite troops; there is not a single useless soldier.

The Star-Devouring Mink Clan, on the other hand, hid in the Lingxi Star Origin Valley, and thanks to the protection provided by this super blessed land on the left wing, they suffered fewer casualties.

As for the wolf pack civilization, it was truly unexpected that it would last for a full 600 million years, which resulted in heavy losses for the wolf pack civilization.

Fortunately, Su Lin had already instructed that the focus should be on protecting species at the Quasi-Celestial Realm and above. This meant that although nearly 90% of the military forces at the Ancestor Level and below had been wiped out in the central and rear flanks, their total military strength was almost depleted.

However, it still did not cause any disruption to the rule.

Because having a strong army at the Quasi-Celestial Realm or above is enough.

The other ancestral-level beasts naturally reproduce and thrive every few thousand years, even during great calamities and large-scale blood battles.

This may sound fantastical and unbelievable, but it is simply the magic of genetic reproduction.

No matter how harsh the external environment, every species and every group will do everything in their power to pass on their bloodline and genes.

In this cataclysm that spanned 600 million years, almost approaching a normal epoch, terrifying bursts of stellar thunder suddenly began to resound.

The thunder was extremely deep and resonant, its roar echoing like the fury of the starry sky as it shook the six major star regions.

Even the foundation of a great star race originally engraved in the starry sky, the mark of the great star race, was violently shaken, and even began to manifest throughout the entire starry sky.

Every star race must overcome the great cosmic tribulation to project their foundation and imprint onto the starry sky.

Therefore, if any star race is completely uprooted and reduced to ashes, its foundation and imprint will be revealed and then crumble.

The elimination of ordinary star races would only affect the nearby star systems they ruled, and it would be difficult for the entire star system and all six star regions to perceive it.

But now, it is truly happening, with the roar of the starry sky echoing throughout all six star regions, and the foundation and mark of a great star race faintly visible.

The next instant, the entire endless starry sky suddenly roared!

The thunder roared across the heavens and the earth, exploding as if in a frenzy, like a prelude to the destruction of the world. It caused countless living beings to kneel and tremble in fear, not daring to even raise their heads to look.

Even the most powerful figures felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, making it difficult for them to look up at the starry sky.

At this moment, countless vast crimson tears fell from the starry sky.
This was no longer a simple calamity or anomaly, but transformed into a series of blood-red images of flowing light and shadow, reflected in the eyes of every star field, every celestial body, and every giant-level powerhouse.

"What is that? It's so enormous!! How can there be such a massive species? It's unimaginable; its body seems large enough to support several nebulae!!"

A powerful figure exclaimed in surprise, looking at the illusory figure in the blood-red video, feeling as if his understanding had been shaken.

Because he couldn't believe it was real.

Is it really possible for a species to have a true form comparable to several nebulae?
What level of primordial behemoth must that be?

"The Demon Clan! That's the Demon Clan's guardian beast! Crimson tears fall across the starry sea, and world-destroying thunder roars across the nine wastelands... This... this means the Demon Clan is doomed!!"

A knowledgeable and powerful person muttered to himself.

His voice trembled, for he simply couldn't believe that such a top-tier star race as the Demon Clan was about to perish!

Since the beginning of the Great Dimensional Era, apart from the initial chaotic war between various races, this is the first time that a top-tier star race has been wiped out.

Even the Black Gold Demon Ape in the wolf pack civilization,

The original descendants of the Black Gold Demon Clan, as well as members of the Demon Clan branches scattered across various star fields, all experienced a violent tremor at the same time, with excruciating pain tearing at their souls emanating from the depths of their consciousness.

Something deep within their bloodline and genes is breaking down, is perishing.

Even the true blood of the demon race and the rules of the demon are gradually turning into nothingness.

"Pfft! What's going on? What happened? What happened to my mother's clan!?"

Even though the Black Gold Demon Clan had long been abandoned by the Demon Clan, all members of the Black Gold Demon Clan couldn't help but shed tears upon feeling this tremendous change.

Especially the Black Gold Demon Lord, who had truly served in the direct line, shed tears of blood. He roared and screamed like a madman.

Because he couldn't believe it was true.

His mother's clan could be ruthless to him, but the blood in his bones, the genes in his bones, and his original heritage could not completely sever his ties with his mother's clan. And this was not the case for the Black Gold Demon Lord alone; countless members of the demon clan throughout the starry sky who had long since given up on their clans were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, their Dao hearts shattered, and their souls severely damaged. They all could not believe that this was real.

Because those are demons!

That's a top-tier star race!
Even if the Celestial Clan were to take action, it would be difficult to eliminate the Mother Clan without their knowledge.

It would take at least several eras of fierce fighting to wipe out the demon race.

Because the headquarters of the Demon Clan is located in a region that, in addition to the Demon Clan star system, also includes three other surrounding star systems under their control.

They control 60-70% of each of the four major star systems.

Who can take it all in one go?

Moreover, how few powerful demons are there?
Rumor has it that the Demon Lord is nearing his end. He once fought alone against the three vice patriarchs of the Celestial Clan and the Thirty-Third Heaven, and did not suffer any defeat. But now, the Demon Clan headquarters, which was guarded by the Demon Lord, has been destroyed!
Furthermore, the Demon Clan's guardian beast, the Demon Clan's first Demon Emperor, the Demon Clan's Crown Prince, and so on, are all near-perfect powerhouses.

The demon race are truly unparalleled in strength!
However, this bloody truth was laid bare before all the powerful beings and all species with demonic bloodlines.

Amidst the crimson traces formed by the vermilion tears, the demonic sacred beast roared and fought fiercely, only to be overwhelmed by an endless, ferocious, and terrifying white insectoid race.

This demonic sacred beast was truly indomitable, enduring the gnawing of the Starry Sky Insects, yet still managing to kill six extraordinary powerhouses who emerged from the Supreme Moon.

Even some of the Starry Sky Daos were overwhelming and incomparably powerful, clearly indicating that they were supreme Daos or even Dao Lord level beings.

This demonic sacred beast fought until it was reduced to nothing but bones and a mere soul.

In the end, even the Starry Sky Avenue was set ablaze, solely to incinerate the powerful attackers.
The terrifying Dao fire that burned the Starry Sky Great Dao also burned several powerful experts from the Extreme Dao Moon who had been suppressed to ashes. Even the Great Dao behind them was forced out by the sacred beast's secret technique and burned to ashes.

This demonic sacred beast let out a final, unwilling cry before being completely reduced to nothingness by the white insectoids' gnawing.

Even its last remaining trace of the Great Dao of the Starry Sky could not be returned to the Starry Sky, because the will of the Starry Sky would not allow it or accept it!

It could only be completely devoured by the white insectoid race!
Many powerful figures no longer recognized the traces in the remaining scenes, but everyone could sense that the great battle fought by the demon race was extremely fierce.

Dozens of star fortresses were destroyed and abandoned, and the blood of countless demonic descendants covered the entire star system.

Mountains of corpses, an indescribable desolation.

Rivers of blood flowed, an untold tragedy.

That was truly a sea of ​​crimson tears, with millions of the blood moon, black moon, and purple moon collapsing and shattering.

At this moment, as this earth-shattering event resounded throughout the entire starry sky, not only the Orion Cluster, nor only the descendants of the Demon race, but almost all the powerful beings looked solemnly at the scene of tears as red as blood.

Aside from the demons' mournful howls and the whispers of fear from many powerful figures,
None of the major clans dared to make any move.
Because it's clear from the images who exactly wiped out the demon race.

Within the First Star Region, which is known as the strongest, richest, and most expansive among thousands of star systems.

A white-robed youth, bearing a resemblance to both the Illusion God and the Heavenly Dao, stood atop a divine mountain within the star system.
As soon as the white-robed youth appeared, the countless crimson tears, as well as the various blood moons, black moons, purple moons, and even the only supreme moon, all seemed to sense some primordial beast and moved away, withdrawing from this star system.

The young man in white was unfazed, quietly observing the scene of Zhu Lei's blood-red tears.

After looking at it for a long time, he slowly shook his head: "Why did the Demon Lord do this? For the sake of the Ancient Heaven Realm Ancestral Dragon, for the sake of stepping into that illusion at the end of the road, he ultimately destroyed himself."

After shaking his head, the white-robed youth slowly dissipated from the spot, leaving only a wisp of divine thought drifting in this star system.

It turns out that the white-robed youth who had caused the cataclysmic event at the end of the era to retreat, and who could have vanished with just a single appearance, was nothing more than a mere wisp of divine thought.

Meanwhile, in the most central, colossal star vortex where the sixteen star systems of the Second Star Region converge, an inconspicuous figure quietly watched this scene of tears as red as blood.

Ultimately, it left behind a somewhat frivolous and disdainful spirit.

"Hehe, almost ten thousand epochs have passed in the blink of an eye. The orthodox sword has finally become dull. In six hundred million years, it has not been able to wipe out even a single top-level demon. In the end, it can only demonstrate its victory in this battle by erasing the foundation and mark of the demon race!!"
However, this great era was still too short. Those old guys at the source of the starry sky still favored dimensions, not to mention the existence of an unparalleled sharp blade like the Celestial Race.”

In the Third Star Region, an angel, as pure as snow and with only a pair of white wings remaining on her back, slowly stood above a star system, her eyes filled with sympathy and pity for the countless lives that had perished in the scene depicted by Zhu Lei.

On another star system in the Third Star Region, there was a humanoid creature with a completely transparent body, standing with its hands behind its back, looking at the scene of Zhu Lei.

His expression was neither sad nor happy; his eyes seemed to hold the rotation of the starry sky and the changing of the years, which meant that he had lived for a very, very long time.

"Why didn't the Tenth Revolution King Puppet appear? He was a formidable opponent, but unfortunately, his battle body was taken away. I wonder where his soul and atomic true soul escaped to. Otherwise, I would really miss the scene from the last great era when he fought against the will of the Ancient Heaven Realm single-handedly and became a god in one battle. Now I have reached the true end, and even if I want to expand, I can't expand anymore. I really want to see who is stronger between me and the Tenth Revolution King at his peak?"

It can be said that the fall of the demon race this time truly alarmed the most powerful group of people in the entire star system.

It is also an existence that can reside permanently at the source of the starry sky, but disdains to remain permanently.

Each of these beings harbors boundless ambition; they all yearn to create a great era in their own right!
Many of them lived through more than one great era with this ambition.

So even when watching a top-tier star race perish, there was no panic or shock in his eyes, only calmness and indifference.

And it was precisely at this moment, when the demons perished, the stars roared with furious thunder, and the scene of blood-red tears stretched across the entire starry sky, above the six major star regions, that...
The crimson tears that were originally scattered throughout the starry sky were rapidly dissipating.

Those blood moons, black moons, purple moons, and even the ultimate moons all rapidly dissipated into nothingness.
Even the previously chaotic stellar energy, as well as the suppressed fortunes and destinies of the major forces, have entered a phase of quiet recovery.

This means that the catastrophe at the end of the era, after a full 600 million years, is finally coming to an end.

This time, with the passing of the great calamity at the end of the era, there was no sign or prelude to any opportunities appearing in any region.

Because this great calamity was so thorough, there was no chance left for all living beings.

However, they finally survived this unprecedented catastrophe that lasted for a full 600 million years.

All the surviving creatures and powerful beings, upon seeing the Crimson Tears recede and the Blood Moon fade away, couldn't help but burst into tears of joy and celebration.

Only in the left wing area, there was not a trace of excitement or celebration; on the contrary, a sense of grimness pervaded the entire area.

This is especially true for the major left-wing powers and celestial bodies closest to the central region.

　Updated at midnight

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