Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast
Chapter 863: Arrival on the Battlefield, Eighteen Planes (III)

Chapter 863: Arrival on the Battlefield, Eighteen Planes (III)

Beyond the battle consuming half of the plane one Heavenly Feathered chief god with three pairs of white flame-like wings stood alone at the very edge, shaking the heavens and earth as she clashed head-on with two great demon kings.

This chief god was immensely powerful, able to hold her own against both foes. Yet the two eight-armed demons fighting her remained calm and cold, showing no urgency at all.

Boom!

Two dark demonic domains, each spanning dozens of kilometers, clashed with a hundred-kilometer-wide white divine region that shone like a miniature sun. The collision produced an earth-shattering roar, as if three worlds had violently slammed into one another.

Space shattered from the explosion of powerful law light. In a flash, three figures exchanged thousands of blows before a thunderous blast forced them apart, each retreating to stand hundreds of kilometers away.

At the center of a law-bound world burning with dark red flames stood a great demon king, a thousand meters tall, with three pairs of red demon horns atop its head. It radiated the pressure of a late-stage great demon king, casting half of the sky into darkness.

Facing the Heavenly Feathered chief god, the six-horned demon king coldly rumbled, "Anstira, stop struggling. The destruction of your race is already sealed. With your talent, it would be a shame to die here. His Majesty has said that if you're willing to join us, you can be reborn with the Primordial Ancestor’s blood."

At the heart of a law-bound world, where countless white feathers danced, stood a figure eight hundred meters tall, with three pairs of white flame-like wings glowing brilliantly behind her.

Unlike the true body of the great demon king opposite her, this figure was semi-transparent. At her chest, right where her heart would be, stood a golden-haired girl—1.8 meters tall, clad in ornate white armor, sword in hand.

The girl also had three pairs of white flame-like wings behind her, a white halo hovering above her head. Her form was tall and flawless, like a seraph out of legend.

Facing two late-stage great demon kings, the golden-haired girl—radiating the aura of an early-stage heavenly king—appeared even more imposing. Her gaze was icy. "Rather than surrender, I’m far more interested in wiping out your entire clan."

"You seek death! Refusing an offer only to be punished!" The two great demon kings’ eyes turned cold.

If not for the demon god’s order to capture this Heavenly Feathered chief god alive, they would have long since burned their origin and crushed her at the cost of severe injury. Just as the two great demon kings prepared to strike again, the sky above shattered, and four golden pillars of light descended from the heavens.

Within those towering columns, four black battleships appeared, each over ten kilometers long, floating high above the battlefield at an altitude of three thousand meters. Over a thousand winged figures with white flame-like wings hovered at their edges.

At once, a mythical-level Heavenly Feathered warrior’s voice echoed across the battlefield. "Hold the line! Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Since Heavenly King Xuanwu and a Heavenly Feathered mythical warrior had arrived in advance, the high ranks of the Feathered Race already knew that an alliance had been formed with the humans, and that an expeditionary force was en route.

Aboard Orbital Battleship 1, Chen Chu lowered his gaze slightly, overlooking the vast battlefield below. His expression was calm and cold. "Other than those remaining to guard the ship, all personnel are to deploy their battle-pattern mechs and enter the battlefield with the Sky-Splitting King as the center."

"Yes, sir!"

At Chen Chu’s command, streams of figures burst forth from the four battleships. However, when the soldiers below saw that only five thousand figures emerged—each emanating auras from the Sixth to Ninth Heavenly Realm—they were stunned. That’s it? Just a few high-level cultivators? What’s the point of that?

Just then, flashes of light flickered across the sky, and at the center of each human cultivator, a towering black mech appeared—five meters, ten meters, even twenty meters tall.

Most of these mechs wielded thirty-meter-long battle swords or sabers, while some carried one-meter caliber artillery, 500mm rotary cannons, or high-powered rocket launchers—all standard military-grade weapons.

There were also a few armed with powerful special-grade equipment, such as micro crystal-energy nukes, each one a meter wide and mounted on mobile container-based launchers.

These unmanned battle-pattern mechs formed tight squads of 120 units around each cultivator, and as they deployed into formation, their numbers soared, instantly reaching six hundred thousand.

Then, Chen Wang, his silver hair cascading past his shoulders, stepped out from the warship. A sharp, boundless sword will surged into the sky, transforming into a towering golden sword light that split the heavens. "I am the Sky-Splitting Golden Sword King of the human race. Which one of you demon kings dares to come forward and die?"

"Arrogant!"

Below, black demonic clouds churned. A vortex dozens of kilometers wide formed, and at its center, a late-stage three-headed, six-armed demon king emerged.

Immediately, Chen Wang let out a long howl. His body, wrapped in terrifying sword will, turned into a golden beam that shot from the sky, shattering the void and obliterating everything in its path.

Meanwhile, beneath the battleships, the engines of the six hundred thousand battle-pattern mechs roared to life. Purple patterns lit up across their surfaces, forming glowing rings of blue-violet light.

The rings spread outward and linked together, forming a blue-violet divine region spanning over a hundred kilometers. Within it, every mech and cultivator’s aura surged dramatically. They had received full enhancement: strength amplification, defense fortification, and weapon enchantments, a barrage of powerful buffs.

"Kill!"

The unified formation plunged behind Chen Wang, hurtling rapidly toward the battlefield. As they dropped a thousand kilometers, the mechs bearing rocket launcher racks on their backs lit up.

A coordinated volley of a hundred thousand high-yield rockets launched with ear-splitting shrieks. Accelerated by gravitational descent, their velocity soared past Mach 10. They blanketed three dispersed alien legions, each numbering over hundred thousand and spread out across hundreds of kilometers.

Though these demonized aliens had never encountered such weaponry, they were all transcendent-level beings. Exercising caution, they responded with long-range attacks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Violent explosions lit up the battlefield for hundreds of kilometers. Tens of thousands of demonized aliens were blown apart by the shockwaves, and countless others vomited blood from internal injuries.

At the same time, hundreds of micro crystal-energy nukes, shielded by the explosive flare, dropped into a thousand-kilometer radius above dozens of Purgatory army units, each consisting of thousands or tens of thousands of troops.

Boom!

Dozens of mushroom clouds, each a kilometer wide, slowly rose, unleashing blinding light and overwhelming blasts. Within a ten-kilometer radius, everything was obliterated beneath the force of the nuclear shockwaves. Some Heavenly Feathered warriors were caught in the blast, but the explosion occurred in a lower region of the battlefield, minimizing friendly casualties.

The battlefield fell into sudden silence across several thousand kilometers. Countless demons, demonized aliens, and Heavenly Feathered warriors stared in shock toward that purple-hued halo in the sky. Even several Heavenly Feathered deities and demon kings, previously locked in intense clashes, reflexively disengaged and backed off.

This was the first time any of them had witnessed the true might of human weaponry, and they were left stunned. The explosive power of each crystal-energy nuke was comparable to that of a beginning-stage mythical cultivator, yet the scale of devastation and residual force far surpassed what any single mythical being could unleash.

If this kind of destruction had come from a demon king, it would be nothing extraordinary. After all, that was expected of mythical-level beings.

However, when such widespread devastation came from an army of transcendent-level individuals, wiping out hundreds of thousands of demons, wounding millions, and spanning over a thousand kilometers in one strike, the significance changed entirely.

Suddenly, a cold voice thundered across the sky. "Taroko, ignore those opponents. Detach five demon kings and eliminate those aliens immediately!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the great demon king’s command, the twelve demon kings who had been entangled with Heavenly Feathered deities erupted with power. Since they held the upper hand, five of them were able to disengage at once.

Watching this, a faint smile formed on Chen Chu’s lips. "Time for us to take the stage."

Human weaponry had the greatest impact in its first wave, taking the enemy by surprise. After that, once the enemy adapted, its effectiveness would diminish significantly.

Hum!

Mech No.1, clad in black-and-red demonic armor, suddenly flashed with blue-white light. In an instant, a terrifying aura spread across the battlefield, causing fear and dread in countless demons and even some Heavenly Feathered warriors.

Boom!

No.1 leapt high into the sky, and the ten-kilometer-long battleship’s prow dipped sharply.

"Hahahaha... Lord Dao has arrived!" Li Daoyi shouted with laughter as a torrent of blue-violet lightning burst from his body. He transformed into a brilliant streak of lightning and charged straight toward a quasi-mythical demon.

An Fuqing, bearing four divine swords on her back, gave Chen Chu a slight nod before transforming into a streak of sword light descending from the sky. Her target was a main combat regiment of over three thousand Purgatory soldiers.

Seeing this, Chen Chu smiled faintly and stepped forward, vanishing as if by teleportation. In the next instant, he appeared beside a demon king over a thousand kilometers away.