Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1360 - 1360 521 Subverting Jack Clark Giant Beast

Chapter 1360: Chapter 521: Subverting Jack Clark, Giant Beast Chapter 1360: Chapter 521: Subverting Jack Clark, Giant Beast Faint black Cloud Mist drifted between heaven and earth, permeated by a thick, pungent stench of blood, causing all creatures to tremble in fear.

Over ten million Senior high-order Transcendent Life forms died, including the fall of more than a dozen demon kings, and the concentrated smell of blood was nearly comparable to the slaughter of hundreds of billions, while the powerful aura of death nearly shrouded the entire Plane.

However, looking at the floating limbs and broken bodies in the sky, neither the soldiers of the Heavenly Feather Clan nor the human cultivators showed any pity in their cold eyes.

He who kills must be prepared to be killed; stepping onto the battlefield naturally comes with the readiness to face death.

Moreover, these Purgatory True Demons were bloodthirsty and cruel, having taken the lives of countless beings over the years, including hundreds of millions from the Heavenly Feather Clan and several billions from the Vassal Races.

“We… won!”

In the sky, a Ninth Heaven Expert of the Heavenly Feather Clan fluttered its light wings, looking around in bewilderment and excitement.

In its hundred years of life, it had participated in hundreds of battles both great and small, growing from a Fourth Tier upon entering the battlefield to a pinnacle of the Ninth Tier, and witnessed the decline and fall of the Heavenly Feather Clan.

Although the clan had claimed numerous victories in the years of warfare, for the most part, they were on the retreat.

Such an astonishing victory, with tens of millions of Purgatory Elite perishing in battle, seventeen demon kings falling, and two Great Demon Kings sealed, had only happened twice before in the entire history of war.

And on those two occasions, two Demon Gods had fallen, while the Heavenly Feather Clan also lost two Main Gods, with both sides suffering extremely heavy casualties.

At this moment, above the tens of thousands of kilometers of the battlefield, many soldiers of the Heavenly Feather Clan were visibly trembling with excitement, and eventually, some of the female warriors couldn’t help but cry.

They had been suppressed for too long, with their high-end strong men restrained and even besieged by the more numerous demon kings and Great Demon Kings. Every outbreak of war would result in countless casualties and even the fall of Mythical-level beings.

This despair had almost pressured countless members of the Heavenly Feather tribe to the brink of mental collapse, becoming their inner demons and slowing their cultivation progress increasingly.

Under the golden Firmament, Jack Clark looked down indifferently, the overbearing and heavy aura on his body retracted, and the burning flames and Thunder around him dissipated, returning to normal.

At this moment, space in front of Jack twisted, and the real body of Anstice, now back in her normal form, appeared.

Clad in a white, magnificent battle armor, her 1.8-meter-tall figure was only slightly shorter than Jack’s, and behind her, three pairs of pristine light wings fluttered gently, exuding White Light from the inside out.

Along with a halo above her head that resembled a Divine Wheel, her resplendently beautiful face was framed flawlessly.

Despite being quite beautiful, Jack found it surprising to sense the ‘youthful’ life fluctuations emanating from her.

Every creature, upon its birth, undergoes changes in its life vibration with age, forming growth rings, which powerful cultivators can even see through at a glance to discern one’s age.

However, as one breaks through to Mythical-level, the life rings become obscured, and except when purposefully revealed or detected by special testing items, they remain hidden.

Yet even then, there’s a significant difference between the life vibration of a person who has lived for a thousand years and one who is only a few decades old, such as increased vitality.

She is a transcendent genius of the Heavenly Feather Clan, Jack thought to himself.

“Heavenly Feather Main God, Anstice, thank you for your assistance; otherwise, under the continued reinforcement and assault by the Purgatory Empire’s army, I’m afraid this Plane might have fallen.”

“Main God Anstice, there is no need for courtesy; as allies, we naturally should help each other,” Jack replied, introducing himself as well, “Human Race, from the Eastern Summer Empire, Jack Clark.”

Jack Clark. Anstice repeated the name silently in her mind.

However, since they were not acquainted with each other, after coming forward and exchanging greetings, Anstice flew down to direct the aftermath recovery work.

Such as organizing the treatment of the wounded and the repair of fortifications.

Watching the ‘Seraph’ leave, Jack turned his gaze to the edge of the Plane, where a dark golden creature nearly nine hundred meters tall arrived in front of two suppressed Great Demon Kings, over twenty thousand kilometers away.

Number One, having devoured seventeen demon kings, over six million Purgatory Demon Race, and Demonized Alien Race, was wrapped in a blood light so dense it looked like actual blood, enveloping thousands of kilometers.

After absorbing a vast amount of flesh and blood and souls, Number One’s aura grew even more terrifying, its eyes emitting a dazzling blue-white Radiance, appearing more like a Hell Devil than the two Great Demon Kings.

Roar! Without any nonsense, Number One immediately pounced on the Hexagonal Great Demon King, more than a thousand meters tall, with three heads and six arms.

“No!” Even the Great Demon King felt terror at the sight of the gaping, dark golden creature’s maw, preferring to self-destruct rather than be consumed.

Unfortunately, under the suppression of the War Halberd projection, which contained the power of five Higher-order Laws of death and soul, the Hexagonal Great Demon King could not mobilize its Divine Soul or the Laws’ Origin at all.

Ah!

Alongside a scream, the Hexagonal Great Demon King was torn in half by Number One, and dark red blood sprayed out. Under the pressure of the compressed space, it turned into pieces tens of meters in size, half swallowed in one bite.

Boom! In an instant, Number One’s aura surged, its strength advancing towards the Heavenly King Level.

Indeed, after consuming the flesh and blood of so many Transcendent beings, totalling over twenty demon kings, Number One’s aura was only now on the verge of breaking into the Heavenly King Level.

But like Jack, for a creature as unique as Number One, Realm breath is merely a measure and not representative of its combat power.

For example, Number One’s Rampage Mode and its unrestrained Primordial Form would both result in a terrifying surge in power.