Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 762 More Chaos
As one of his outstanding offspring, Wanzuzhi should be treated with special consideration.

Therefore, the face of ten thousand feet merely raised the head of the hundred-faced wolf slightly and stared at Demogorgon.

He believed that all demons would give them, father and son, some angelic demons, and that the mere demonic angels would be no exception...

puff!
The longsword sliced ​​through the bright white arc under the blood-red night sky, and the head of the demonic insect general flew off.

shhhhhh...

Before the demigods could react, Demogorgon skillfully chopped up the demonic insect general and took it away.

The blood moon above the Demon Insect General's head flew to Demogorgon's head.

Then, Demogorgon raised his blood-stained sword and pointed it at the face of the thousand feet.

"Insect, apologize to our Demon Angel race for your subordinates."

Most of the demigods were dumbfounded. What was going on?
Some of the demon angels who had originally sided with Demogorgon silently retreated. Oh well, it's pointless to offend the lord's son.

Some demonic angels, their demonic blood boiling, shouted in their hearts, "The power of demons is overwhelming!" and quickened their pace.

The lower-ranking demigod pointed his sword at the lord's son, greatly boosting their morale.

"You little bastard..." Enraged by Demogorgon, Wanzuzhimian spat out the orc curse through gritted teeth. Without another word, he twisted his massive thousand-legged wolf body and charged forward.

He is a demon, and also the son of a lord.

He knew very well that if he didn't try to reason with them, or even just gave a slight response, he would be lowering his own status and would be bullied by the other demons.

In the Demon Prison, there is always only fighting first and talking later.

With Wanzuzhi making his move, his subordinates had no choice but to follow, as many of them were subordinates of the Winding King. If they didn't act now, they would surely die upon returning.

Upon seeing the enemy attack collectively, the demonic angels, their blood boiling with rage, drew their swords and charged forward.

"Angelic light, illuminating the ten realms! Smash the demonic insects, ascend to the position of Demon Lord!" Demogorgon raised his longsword and roared loudly.

"Angelic light, illuminating the ten realms! Smash the demonic insects, ascend to the position of Demon Lord!" A group of Demon Prison Angels roared and launched their charge.

However, some of the demon angels turned and ran, secretly cursing Demogorgon for being insane.

The other demigods hurriedly shouted to stop the battle, but none of them stepped forward to stop them.

There are too many of them on both sides, and going there now could easily result in friendly fire.

It's best to wait until they've fought for a while and are almost done fighting before trying to persuade them.

Then, they saw an unbelievable scene.

shhhhhh...

During the twelfth sword strike, Demogorgon severely injured Ten Thousand Legs Face, severing half of his leg. Then, he turned and charged towards the other demonic insect hordes.

Everyone instantly understood that Demogorgon's anger was not a momentary lapse of judgment, but rather an order from one of the angel lords to attack the demonic insects.

The captains of the other major tribes frowned, hesitant and undecided.

Intervening at this time could very likely trigger an even bigger conflict.

The fact that the demon angels spared Wanzumian's life clearly showed them respect for the lord's son.

After being severely injured, Wanzuzhi stood on the side of the battlefield and also gave up the fight.

With the Ten Thousand Legs Face rendered incapable of fighting, the demonic insect army collapsed completely, retreating while fighting, with some even fleeing.

The demonic angels were unstoppable, killing one demonic insect after another, including lower-level demigods.

What was most unimaginable to the demons was that Demogorgon was not like a demon at all. Although he liked to plunder the corpses of lower-ranking demigods, he always shared some of his blood moon with other participants in the war.

This made all the participants willing to follow.

Seeing that only a few demonic insect demigods remained, some sons of lords stepped forward to express their opposition to further slaughter.

The Face of Ten Thousand Feet finally recovered and shouted, "Demogorgon, do you really want to be an enemy of the great Lord of the Winding Paths?"

"You still dare to talk back?" Demogorgon suddenly turned back, and amidst a huge roar, he unleashed a dense barrage of sword energy, each sword exceeding a hundred meters in length, numbering in the hundreds.

"Are you crazy..." Wanzuzhimian cursed as he retreated.

The demigods from all sides were stunned. What did this mean? Why were they attacking the lord's son?

Before the demigods could react, the face of ten thousand feet suddenly screamed in agony as his body was sliced ​​into several pieces, his wolf-headed face contorted in agony.

Demogorgon moved with lightning speed, slashing through all the faces.

The face with ten thousand feet finally succumbed to its life force and collapsed, dead. Demogorgon took the body away.

"No demon can insult the Demon Prison Angel race!" Demogorgon roared, continuing his pursuit of the demonic insects.

Only after they had completely eradicated the demonic insects did they return with all the demonic angels.

The demon angels held their heads high.

In the Demon Realm, the victor is always right.

All parties kept quiet and pretended that nothing had happened.

Since Demogorgon has won, once the War of the Ten Emperors ends, the angel race will not only not punish them, but will also reward and protect them. The Lord of the Winding Stream will have to find other ways to save face.

Dozens of demonic angels led the other low-ranking demigods and demons who had participated in the battle to the edge of the settlement, where they held a small victory celebration, eating and drinking.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Demogorgon took out various magic bags and distributed them thoroughly.

Fairness and justice make all evil uncomfortable.

Finally, Demogorgon slowly surveyed them.

"The Great War of the Ten Realms is about to begin. This time, all sides are well prepared, and it will be ten times more brutal than before!"

"Are you really willing to cower here like incompetent humans, fighting in this arena?"

"Are you really willing to watch other demigods ascend to the position of the Ten Emperors?"

"Are you demons, or tamed orcs?!"

"Arena? To hell with it! We demons are synonymous with slaughter and madness!"

"Tonight, who is willing to join me in letting the Demon Prison and even the Ten Realms see the angelic light of magic!"

In the battle just now, all participants benefited, either by obtaining the Blood Moon and spoils of war, or by gaining the power of the Endless Battlefield after the death of their opponents.

One battle killed more lower-level demigods than he had killed in several decades.

"I'll join!"

"I'll join in too!"

Half an hour later, the demons emerged in unison, attacking one group, then the second, the third...

"Retreat!" The rest of the troops fled.

The settlement completely collapsed.

The battle between the ten lower-ranking demigods and demons has once again descended into chaos.

The various factions began attacking each other. Some of the lower-ranking demigods, realizing they were no match, surrendered the Blood Moon and fled, reporting to the lords that the Demon Prison Angels had gone mad.

The demonic angels wreaked havoc on all sides.

After a day of fighting, Demogorgon distributed the spoils of war once again.

The demon angels happily accepted the order and prepared for their next operation.

During the rest period, Demogorgon used the excuse of reconnaissance to leave the camp.

Then, a dragonman who called himself Tiamat found the dragon race and gained their absolute recognition with his pure dragon god combat skills and undeniable dragon aura.

Then, after defeating several demonic dragons with his immense power, he obtained the position of captain.

He exposed Demogorgon and the demon angels' conspiracy and called for the dragons to unite.

The dragon is more direct and brutal than the angel of the underworld, and it also has a stronger belief in the strong.

Tiamat's dragon army continues to grow.

After growing to a certain size, Tiamat led the dragons to launch a surprise attack on the Demon Angels' camp.

Without their captain, the demon angels resisted for a while and then scattered.

The dragons excitedly launched a massive pursuit, annihilating the Demon Prison Angels' army. Only a few scattered individuals abandoned the Blood Moon, escaped the Ten Emperors' Battlefield, and cried out to the lord.

The dragon horde was invincible, slaughtering one monster army after another.

In just one day, he swept across the entire area and collected all the blood moons.

(End of this chapter)