Chapter 1694: Chapter 514: Titan God King, Griffon, and Skeleton Arcane King_3

Vampires can merge the blood of all living creatures, including that of Gods!

Crimson Corruption Seyadis existed countless years before the establishment of the Taren Empire, as an ancient ruler. He is even more aware of certain ancient secrets than Emperor Lanlingster.

Beneath this Death Domain, hides an ultimate secret unknown to both the Sun Sect and Holy Church.

He knew that the mysterious entity that once grievously injured Emperor Lanlingster was not some High-tier Spirit, but a part of a God King’s corpse!

A God King of the Titan Clan!

Even as mere remains, this God King still possessed a terrifying power that dominated over all other beings in the Card Master Plane.

Should he acquire a piece of the corpse and consume the blood of the Titan God King, he could discard this frail human body and breakthrough to a higher realm.

Thinking of this, Reuel Bible grinned, revealing sharp and terrifying fangs.

After activating the array, he coldly watched the distance.

Soon, a massive mound of flesh was indeed drawn by the severed limb’s aura.

This monster wriggled from the darkness, carrying with it an indescribable aura of divine might. It resembled both the king of corruption from Hell and the source of all filth in the world…

Merely its presence made the vampires tremble in fear.

The foul stench of corruption was enough to poison several Sixth-tier Vampires, causing them to collapse to the ground.

However, Reuel Bible, watching this massive figure, had flames of red light blazing in his eyes. He took out a bizarre garment covered in dirty blood, murmuring to himself: “Hehe… It would indeed be a bit tough without the help of those folks from the Holy Church…”

After planning for so many years, he finally saw a glimmer of hope for success.

…

Elsewhere.

In a forest dense with tree roots.

Leonard Churchill and his comrades were once again engulfed in fierce battle.

As Elder Clinton said, they had encroached upon an Undead Lord’s territory.

The batch of Skeleton Monsters they had killed earlier was just the vanguard; now, with the Lord at its lead, an entire army blocked their path.

Their arrival was completely unanticipated.

There was no spatial fluctuation or trace of Spirit Summoning Magic.

Leonard Churchill and his companions were surrounded by Skeleton Monsters from all sides.

Seven of them, plus Elder Clinton and a Nether Peacock, faced an endless Skeleton Army.

It was like two armies facing each other on a large battlefield.

These Skeletons resembled a well-trained regular army, with shield wielders at the front, spearmen behind, and Skull Mages providing ranged support… The team consisted of disposable foot soldiers, elite squad leaders, and Lord-level Skeleton Knights.

They formed an army in square formation, with hundreds of thousands by estimate.

Sophia Jones and her fellow Revolutionary Army members, having participated in large-scale wars, immediately recognized the professionalism of these Skeleton Warriors.

They were well aware of the difficulties of army formations.

Hundreds of thousands against nine, the oppressive feeling from the Skeleton Army was enough to give them chills just by looking.

Yet, this wasn’t the worst of it.

It was after these Skeleton Monsters emerged from the mist unexpectedly, they didn’t rush to attack but seemed to be waiting for a military order.

Soon, a terrifying pressure appeared.

In Leonard Churchill and his companions’ field of vision, a skeletal creature with wings spanning several meters appeared in mid-air.

Though reduced to bones, one could still discern the creature’s features–a lion’s body and sharp claws, along with an eagle’s head, beak, and wings.

Fierce flames burned within its eye sockets, and a faint golden light flowed from its blackened bones.

The mere appearance of this flying creature unleashed a pressure comparable to an Eighth-tier Great Dragon, instantly engulfing the place.

Bonnie and others felt their brows furrow under this pressure.

Sophia Jones also raised her eyebrows, resting her hand on her Great Sword.

However, Leonard Churchill, upon seeing the form of this flying skeleton, was not shocked by the pressure but instead muttered in surprise: “Pure-blood Golden Gryphon? Tsk tsk, a legendary Mythical Creature indeed…”

A Gryphon is a mythical creature from legends capable of hunting Great Dragons.

Even as a skeletal remnant possessing the bloodline pressure of such High-level Beings, it’s most likely a pure-blood Gryphon.

Leonard Churchill, seeing this creature, developed a keen interest in his eyes.

He also sees this mythical object for the first time… If it could really be killed, this would be epic material!

However, this is not all.

As soon as the Skull Gryphon appeared, a cloud of black mist rapidly condensed on its back, forming a Skull Mage wearing a ragged cloak and holding a strange snake spear.

The powerful spiritual pressure came, and Leonard Churchill seemed to hear someone chanting its name in the darkness–the great Skeleton Lord*Arcanum King*Radon!

This is the leader of the Undead Legion that Elder Clinton was talking about.

Everyone heard it.

Sam, wielding a heavy shield, stood at the forefront, swallowing his saliva, “Chief, we’re in big trouble now… Those two creatures in the sky, they are eighth-tier lords…”

Bonnie was also pessimistic, counting, “The Skeleton Monsters of Legion Commander level are seventh-order lords, and there are more than five of them… Ah, this lady hasn’t even found a man yet, and to die like this, what a loss…”

Rosin’s eyes twitched violently, “Did we just poke a Skeleton nest… This is, isn’t there perhaps hundreds of thousands of Skeletons?”

Uncle East licked the dagger in his hand, still able to joke, “Brother Six, didn’t you say that the previous spider nest wasn’t enough for you and you wanted to encounter a larger monster group? Haha, is this big enough?”

John Charlie rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, lazily said, “Hey, it would be a real slaughterfest.”

It’s not that they are pessimistic, but rather they are aware of their situation.

Their team’s combat power is not weak, dealing with eighth-rank wouldn’t normally be a big issue.

Just like when they ambushed the Nether Peacock before.

But the situation now is different.

They estimate two eighth-rank lords and hundreds of thousands of legionnaires; this is not something their team of nine can withstand.

However, although they knew their chances of winning were slim, everyone did not despair but instead showed resolute fighting intent on their faces.

Yet, as the atmosphere had just become tense, Bonnie and the others then noticed that their chief was unexpectedly calm.

Seeing this, Bonnie, with intense expectation and curiosity, asked, “Chief, you can handle it?”

Sophia Jones shrugged noncommittally, turned her head to look at Leonard Churchill and asked, “What do you think?”

Leonard Churchill simply raised his eyebrows and promptly laid out the tactics, “We definitely can’t win head-on. But if we kill the Skull King first, we might have a chance.”

Sophia Jones nodded, agreeing with his view.

Cutting down the enemy’s commander amidst thousands of troops can quickly disintegrate the enemy’s morale.

The Undead Legion does not grant wisdom to every skeleton, killing the command will lead the battle array to collapse itself.

The words of the two startled the others, their expressions clearly incredulous: This disparity in combat power, they could fight?

But without waiting to think further, suddenly, Leonard Churchill turned to the peacock beside him and asked, “Miss White, could you help us break that Skull Mage’s shield?”

The Nether Peacock has no name, so Leonard Churchill called her “Miss White” because of her white feathers.

“…”

The Nether Peacock didn’t agree, but nor did she refuse.

She knew clearly that in this situation, she and the few human beings were on the same front.

If she didn’t help, if the humans died, she would undoubtedly die as well.

Looking at the peacock’s consenting demeanor, Leonard Churchill grinned, “Well then, I’ll go first!”

With that, the Demon God’s Phantom suddenly appeared behind him, and a terrifying pressure immediately burst forth.

This exaggerated pressure instantly countered the menace from those two eighth-tier Undead Lords in the distant sky.

The pressures from friends and foes, surprisingly even!

Bonnie and the others widened their eyes, their pupils filled with shock.

Only then did they realize, Leonard Churchill’s Divine Power was now comparable to that of an eighth-tier lord.

How is this possible?

Yet the unreal feeling of awe didn’t fade, they suddenly felt the surging Gang Air erupting from Leonard Churchill’s body.

Only then did everyone grasp, Leonard Churchill’s real

Bonnie couldn’t help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, “How… How has Leonard Churchill become so strong!”

Sophia Jones was calm, but a hint of astonishment flickered in her eyes, muttering to herself, “Indeed, a big change has occurred.”

With that, the figure also dissipated on the spot.