Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 393 A Forced Alliance

After completing all this, the spacetime clone gathered up the scattered flesh and blood of the Holy Race.

It was swallowed whole without wasting a single drop.

Then it flew back to its old nest by the lake.

Inside the World Ring, the freak clone seized two storage devices from the Holy Race and began to erase the markings on them.

The Abyss clones, their eyes gleaming, unleashed [Dawn Nightmare] on them, beginning to extract all their memories.

The fact that the two brothers were so badly injured made them realize the real gap between themselves and Bai Yang.

His will was indirectly worn down to the extreme, and he soon became muddled and lost the last shred of rationality.

Reveal all the information that Bai Yang needs.

It turns out that the flesh and blood of the Dream Snail are indeed still circulating among the Holy Clan and some royal families.

It's just that the blockade is even more tight than that of human blood crystals.

Although these two are members of the Holy Race, they are not direct descendants of those in the Central Star Region or the Holy Race's ancestral lands.

Although I've seen this thing before, I don't even have the right to smell it.

Bai Yang was not disappointed; on the contrary, he became excited.

"Then wouldn't you be able to obtain it if you encounter the Holy Race in the arena battle?"

However, at this stage, indiscriminate slaughter of opponents is no longer permitted.

With the two of them at this distance on the arena, Bai Yang was confident that the spiritual energy device would definitely react.

When the time comes, all we need to do is figure out a way to obtain the opponent's spatial ring.

The rest of their memories aren't very important.

Bai Yang casually absorbed some of the demon race's combat heritage, enriching the attack methods of his spacetime clone.

They swallowed the rest of them whole.

Spencer and Rigault received the news immediately aboard the giant ship in the sky.

They can now accept new slaves and property!

This time, however, they were quite frightened when they glanced at the list.

"This is only the first day!?"

The patriarch killed the Holy Clan?!

"It's like a dream," Rigault murmured.

Spencer felt like his head was about to explode!

"If this continues, our family line will really be granted a title!"

Acquiring territories in several star systems is no problem!

Looking at the list of assets, those two holy races themselves possessed territories approaching the level of a star field!

The two demons quickly discussed the matter; this place was near the two brothers' hometown.

Even if they accept it, they probably won't live to enjoy it.

I still suggest Bai Yang just sell it.

When asked about this, Bai Yang had only one answer: whatever.

He won't stay in the demon realm forever, so what's the point of having so-called territory?

After that, those two demons lived such a happy life every day.

Each day, there are anywhere from a dozen to three or four white suns.

They would all go to various recognized "forbidden areas" to kill the elite demons inside.

Then they kept receiving information about the acquisition of new properties and territories.

This period lasted for more than a month.

After Bai Yang slaughtered nearly a thousand elite demons, the remaining demons of the Seventh Star could no longer sit still.

They must start forming a united front to save themselves.

In a desert, countless demons lurk.

"In just over a month, more than 10,000 of the 80,000 participants died."

Of these, Whiteley killed more than one-tenth.

At this rate, it won't be long before a winner is decided.

"This guy is extremely vicious and arrogant!"

They even specialize in killing powerful individuals!

"Given his personality, even if the top 100 are determined, will he really stop?"

"Every battle of the strong has these crazy people who want to kill everyone!"

All the demons understood that this kind of guy was impossible to communicate with.

They have no choice but to unite and kill Whiteledo first.

Although there are examples like the Lord of Changjiu, these are among the very few cases in history.

A giant, silvery-white snake emerged at that moment, with countless snake shadows faintly appearing around her.

This is also a holy race, but they are descendants of the Dream Demon Ancestor.

She flicked a red tongue from her mouth and addressed all the contestants:

"I, Meng Yasna, hereby swear to you all."

I will only take one seat on the throne. If the other side concedes defeat, I will not harm any of the other members of my tribe!

As she finished speaking, voices emerged from the dust around her, all making similar vows.

Of the thousands of demons present, nearly 70% were royalty, and the imperial family accounted for 10%.

Each person expressed their opinion according to their race, and a consensus was quickly reached.

Seeing that all the participants were in agreement, Meng Yasina was very satisfied.

Just then, she heard someone ask from the surrounding sand:

"Miss of the Holy Race, what should we do?"

She smiled brightly and said:

"It's simple, just wait!"

Before the other demons could raise any questions, she continued to explain:

"Whiteley is too domineering; he goes out hunting every day."

There are no other contestants within a radius of 30,000 kilometers around him.

It's not far from our desert.

This is my territory. He will definitely come over in ten days at most.

Let's all lie in ambush in this sea of ​​sand and deal with him together!

Waiting passively for something to happen is too passive, but it's not the best approach against someone as aggressive as Whiteridge.

This could also be a good way to set a trap.

Soon all the demons agreed to the plan.

This vast sea of ​​sand has very deep sand layers.

Thousands of enormous demons, each using a puppet body, do not feel crowded when hiding here.

Their actions were naturally captured on camera by the giant ship overhead.

It might become a laughing stock that accompanies you for the rest of your life.

However, compared to losing one's life, being devoured alive despite being a superior race is still much better.

Although it is the seventh star, this desert is still very hot and dry under the sun.

Every demon present was a peak Domain Lord level expert, so they naturally didn't care about the changing seasons.

However, under mental pressure, remaining motionless in the sand for an extended period can be a form of psychological torment.

In their own territories, they are all practically all-powerful; where would they have ever experienced such humiliation?

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and more and more demons couldn't stand the feeling and wanted to move their bodies.

"He's here!"

Suddenly, one of the demons, known for its keen senses, sounded an alarm!

The demons immediately became excited and nervous.

At an altitude of about one thousand meters above the desert.

The time-space clone was slowly looking down when [Inspiration] noticed something was wrong.

"I wonder how many helpers Mengyasina has recruited?"

She's a beauty from the Dream Demon Saint Clan, she shouldn't be too shabby, right?

Bai Yang had always secretly hoped that these guys would one day form an alliance.

He enjoys killing, and it also allows him to test his combat abilities to the fullest extent.

Just as he was about to sweep his mental energy under the sand, a huge white python shot into the sky.

Meng Yasuna took the lead and made the first move!

Behind her, at least two or three thousand demons leaped out of the sand sea.

It rises into the sky, encircling the white sun at its core.

(End of this chapter)