Sky Sovereign — only King-tier units can soar into the sky!
Combined with Orson's insane range, he could instantly form a no-fly zone with a mere wave of his hand.
In some ways, this was even more terrifying than the Barrier Master's ability to construct high-level barriers.
The effect of his exclusive title activated in an instant.
In contrast, Barrier Masters need special tools, materials, and mana to create high-level barriers successfully.
Bloodguard Nox was stunned, watching his Heaven Demon steed flap its black wings in panic. It acted like a fish out of water, falling straight to the ground.
"Blood Clan! Retreat!"
In the distance, Ghost King's expression changed, and she shouted angrily, but it was too late.
Tens of thousands of blood warriors that had ascended into the sky now fell like dumplings into boiling water, their once-formidable formations shattered in an instant.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Smash Damage -700,000!
Smash Damage -600,000!
Smash Damage...
The buildings in Ghost King's palace collapsed under the weight of the falling blood warriors. The black-winged steeds lost their ability to fly, crushing their riders underneath them, turning them into a burden for the soldiers.
"You treacherous scoundrels! You will die for this!"
Although the blood warriors were brave and unflinching in battle, and their transformation into undead units made them immune to pain, even they couldn't escape the mounting pressure as more of their comrades fell on top of them.
"Roar!"
Crimson Lizard King's eyes sparkled with malice, and Orson slapped her on the head in irritation. "Quit acting, let's get to it!"
Orson and Crimson Lizard King shared a bond, and Crimson Lizard King had the ability to shapeshift instantly. She could have avoided the cursed arrows by transforming into human form, but instead, she intentionally dodged the attack with an S-tier Dragon Curse, pretending to be weak.
This maneuver was meant to lure the blood army to group together and disrupt their formation, causing them to fall disastrously.
Orson chuckled coldly as he steered Crimson Lizard King downward, unleashing Heaven Demon Flames like a flood, setting ablaze the most troublesome blood priests and mages among the blood army.
"You can never kill us! You will be the offering to our Blood God!"
The Archers of Inferno Peak struggled to rise, their eyes gleaming with killing intent. They fired their cursed arrows at Orson once more.
Orson raised an eyebrow and with a light flick of his Supreme Arcane Blade, more than a dozen Chaos Magic Balls detonated in midair, effortlessly neutralizing the incoming attack.
Then, the Chaos Star enveloped the blood army's rear, and with a snap of his fingers, Orson unleashed "Judgment Flame."
The Bright Galaxy of Death erupted from his fingertips, quickly expanding in midair. The force of its violent tearing action lifted a mountain of bodies.
Boom!!
A dazzling black mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The shockwave destroyed dozens of buildings, tearing through the city, while Lili, hiding behind Crimson Lizard King's horns, watched in stunned amazement. She timidly asked, "God-Emperor, are you really Celestial?"
Orson turned back, smiling casually. "I'm not. I'm just a normal guy, but I've come to slay gods."
"This guy... he's going to defy the heavens!"
Laketon's eyes sparkled as he watched Orson. Even as a Heaven Demon, he felt a sense of awe.
This guy was far more ruthless than BlazeKing. If given the chance, he would dare to slaughter even the gods!
In his mind, there was no such thing as "gods," "immortals," or "demons."
As long as someone had a blood bar, it meant they were a target—whether god or not. He would stop at nothing to destroy them!
"Kill him until the heavens are dark!"
"Kill him until the universe shakes!"
The battle log exploded, the blood absorption numbers rolling in:
Blood Absorption +500.
Blood Absorption +16,000.
...
In an instant, over two thousand blood warriors evaporated, creating a crater hundreds of meters in diameter in the heart of Ghost King's Palace.
Even the weakest of the blood warriors provided 200 blood progress, which was equivalent to killing 200 monsters.
The Domain Lord-class bodyguards contributed at least 10,000 progress.
The Phoenix Egg's hatching progress surged by a whopping 160,000!
With this kind of efficiency, what more could he possibly need?
Orson's gaze intensified as he looked at Ghost King. He thought, "Come on, Blackbird! Make it work! Whether the little plane can deliver depends on you!"
Around him, the warriors were engulfed in the Destructive Breath, like clusters of black fireballs leaping toward the enemy.
"The blood clan will return!"
"We are the undead spirits, and our vengeance will last until the end of time!"
Inferno Peak was bitten in half by Crimson Lizard King, with only half of his body left crawling on the ground. He coughed up blood but refused to yield.
Crimson Lizard King spat him out in disgust. Orson frowned and remarked, "Even so, he's still a Domain Master. Are you really getting that picky now?"
Orson was somewhat exasperated. Since Crimson Lizard King ascended to Dragon King, her Gluttony ability had turned into Picky Eater.
She refused to feast on anything less than King-tier ingredients.
But Picky Eater only applied to Vilitian Behemoth-type bosses like Dragons, Titans, Chimeras, and other large targets.
Once defeated, Crimson Lizard King would absorb 10–20% of their attributes and had a 30% chance to inherit their most powerful skill (excluding King's Authority).
Crimson Lizard King, like a golden mountain, stomped forward, crushing blood and flesh in a brutal display.
Inferno Peak and dozens of blood warriors were crushed into paste.
"Welcome back, I've been waiting for you." Orson smirked.
With the blood army's rear guard eliminated, the once powerful blood forces now lacked the energy to fight back.
One man, one dragon, standing in the center of the imperial city, opening fire!
It was as if two mobile defense towers had arrived. The remaining soldiers stood no chance.
The Phoenix Egg's hatching progress continued to skyrocket, and Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye stacked further.
Orson became more and more exhilarated, as with his incredible mana reserves—surpassing all other players—he didn't even need to use his large-area AoE skills. He could easily annihilate the enemies in front of him using basic attacks, triggering Ethereal Echoes to finish them off.
Even without gaining experience or loot, he could farm Soul Seal and collect blood efficiently. At this rate, he could farm for an entire year!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blood warriors fell like wheat in a storm, consumed by the terrifying Death Dragon Breath and Chaos Magic.
However, they didn't cry out in pain. They silently kneeled toward Ghost King's Palace, waiting for the next cycle of rebirth in eerie silence.
Their fighting spirit, unbroken for millennia, burned with vengeance. They longed for the day they would bring the wrath of the fallen angel to Heaven!
Ghost King's eyes shimmered with tears. The battle-ready heart she had long suppressed stirred once more. She raised her staff, shouting:
"Blood Clan! March forth and crush everything!"
But it was this same iron-willed army that had been brought to an end here, at her own hands.
"The blood clan... is dead, it died a thousand years ago. What's left now is just a hollow shell." Ursula whispered, her head lowered.
To her, the idea of avenging Heaven was nothing but a laughable and tragic wish.
They would forever remain buried here, never to be reborn!