"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
At this moment, centered around He Yiming's temporary camp, intense battles erupted in all eight directions!
The Eight Demon Marshals were each fighting players like That Old Senju Hashirama and the others in different directions. Meanwhile, the forces under the Eight Demon Marshals had also begun fierce battles with the players scattered across those areas!
At this moment, only two to three thousand players remained in the camp.
Almost all of them had seen the enormous peak sixth-order demonic beast—
Rockscale Demonic Dragon!
Not only that, they could also see the vast demon army surrounding it, dense as a tidal wave!
One million demon soldiers.
Ten million demonic beasts.
And the demon experts in the very front ranks were all above twenty-four demon marks, nearly one hundred thousand in number!
Among them were more than a thousand high-ranking demons riding their own mounts, each radiating terrifying auras!
That was basically the equivalent of over a thousand Morisa level bosses!
The number of fifth-order demonic beasts was even higher, over three hundred thousand!
"Holy crap… this is insane," Star wiped sweat from his forehead as he stared at the massive demon army.
Compared to the army led by Morisa thirteen years ago, the enemies in front of them were like the difference between kindergarteners and adults.
"Holy crap… this has to be the final battle, right?"
"This scale is ridiculous!"
"Awesome! The effects for this final battle are insanely good!"
"Damn, so many Demon Venerables? Each one looks like a Morisa level boss! How are we supposed to fight this?!"
"Relax! Morisa is an outdated boss from ages ago!"
"Don't worry, we've got Brother Ming! Even Demon Venerables are only Heaven Pill Realm. Our Brother Ming is a Nascent Soul powerhouse!"
The players discussed excitedly.
Although some were nervous at first, they quickly calmed down.
There was only one word left.
Fight!
"Demon Lord, the Eight Demon Marshals will break through the enemy forces from the outer perimeter and form an encirclement."
"Allow this subordinate to act as the vanguard!"
At this moment, a figure knelt respectfully before the seventh-order demon, Demon Lord Mo Shitian.
It was one of Mo Shitian's trusted subordinates—
A Blade Demon clan expert with fifty-eight demon marks.
Mo He!
"Mm. Very well. Go," Mo Shitian replied calmly.
"Yes! I will surely bring back He Yiming's head and slaughter these humans and other races!"
Mo He answered respectfully before standing up proudly.
As he descended to the ground, he waved his hand.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Around thirty thousand demon warriors stepped forward simultaneously!
These were Mo He's personal troops!
Thirty Demon Venerables.
Nearly one thousand fifth-order demons.
The rest were all experts with over twenty demon marks!
"Kill!"
With Mo He's command, more than thirty thousand elite demons tore through the air, charging straight toward He Yiming's camp!
"Let's see just how capable these members of the Yanhuang Sect really are,"
Mo Shitian said coldly from atop the castle tower as he looked toward the camp.
"Hahahaha! A bunch of weak humans!"
"Nearly a million people have gathered here. Do they really think hiding here will keep them safe? What idiots!"
"Exactly! Kill them all!"
The thirty thousand elite demons were arrogant and full of confidence.
In their eyes, the plan was simple.
Lord Mo He would lead the charge, instantly kill the enemy experts, break through their defensive barrier, and storm inside to eliminate He Yiming, the sect master of Yanhuang Sect.
Meanwhile, the rest of them would casually spread out, slaughter the Yanhuang Sect disciples, and then massacre all the natives who had fled here.
But at that moment—
"Heaven Flipping Seal!!!"
"Demon Heaven Flipping Seal!!!"
Two gigantic palm seals suddenly appeared in the sky!
One glittered with dazzling light.
The other was black as ink.
"What?!"
Only Mo He reacted in time, instantly dashing away at incredible speed, along with thirty Demon Venerables.
The rest of the elite demons didn't even have time to escape!
"BOOM!!!"
The two enormous palm seals crashed down!
"PUCHI!"
With that single attack, over ninety percent of the thirty thousand elite demons were annihilated!
"Damn it!!!"
Although Mo He had dodged the strike, when he turned around and saw that more than ninety percent of his elite army had been wiped out, his rage exploded!
"I'll kill every last one of you!!!"
Mo He roared furiously.
However—
"Tap."
"Tap."
Two figures stepped forward, one on each side, blocking his path.
If You Don't Show Off at the Beginning, You Lose Half the Game!
Satan!
"Fifty-one demon marks… fifty demon marks?" Mo He was momentarily stunned.
Although these two demons hadn't reached the sixth order, Mo He could clearly sense that their demonic bodies were unbelievably powerful.
They likely possessed some kind of extremely heaven-defying True Demon bloodline!
Even though their demon marks were fewer than his—
If they really fought…
They probably wouldn't be weak!
"Which clan do you belong to? Which faction are you from? Why betray the Ten Thousand Demon Realm and side with the humans?!"
Mo He demanded with a ferocious expression.
He assumed the two were traitorous demons.
"Trash, listen carefully!"
"Your daddy here is If You Don't Show Off at the Beginning, You Lose Half the Game!"
"The number one boss of the Yanhuang Sect!"
He pointed at himself proudly and shouted.
"???"
Mo He was completely baffled.
What the hell was this guy even saying?
Why couldn't he understand a single word?
But one thing was clear.
The two powerful demons in front of him were enemies.
"Very well. Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Mo He was just about to attack—
"!"
Suddenly, countless black chains appeared around him!
A massive dark formation slowly rotated beneath his feet!
"Realm Demons?"
Mo He's expression darkened.
Not far away, more than forty Realm Demon-type demon players had joined forces to cast a restriction technique, temporarily binding Mo He in place.
"At most one breath and I'll break free!!!"
Mo He roared angrily.
Then he froze.
"Purgatory Incarnation!"
"Purgatory Incarnation!"
Both If You Don't Show Off at the Beginning, You Lose Half the Game and Satan activated their ultimate moves simultaneously and raised their fists!
That's right.
As a pay-to-win daddy, I don't know any fancy techniques.
Nor am I going to train things like Armament Haki or Observation Haki.
So returning to the basics—
A simple, honest straight punch is the true king!
"With a devout heart!"
"Throw this punch!"
"Die for me!!!"
Both players struck at the same time!
"BOOM!!!"
The terrifying force blasted straight through Mo He's demonic body, shattering most of his torso and head instantly!
Even Mo He's demon core fell to the ground, covered in cracks.
"I… actually… died here…"
With only half a head remaining, Mo He rasped those final words before collapsing.
"Thud."
Instant kill.