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Chapter 450 278: Fiercely Wild! He Wants to Sweep Through the Six Great Abyssal Royal Families by His Own Power!_2
Chapter 450 278: Fiercely Wild! He Wants to Sweep Through the Six Great Abyssal Royal Families by His Own Power!_2
Fallen angels gradually age and their life force dwindles just like mortals once they leave the Divine Realm.
Speaking of which, where does the soul of a fallen angel go after death?
Heaven?
Or Hell?
It should be Hell. Death God Solomon told me that there are also fallen angels in Hell.
"Cut the crap, and tell me, why have you transformed into your current state?"
"Once the cultivation is sufficient, the realm is reached, naturally, I can take on a human-like form just like you. Demons have two faces; naturally, I can have them too. It's just that this form doesn't give me much sense of security."
"I don't believe a word you're saying."
Fallen Angel Justin looked Lance up and down, his golden pupils revealing a hint of confusion. He felt a trace of divinity emanating from the fellow below him.
No, to be precise, it was the power of faith.
The pure and intense power of faith turned into a wisp of divinity.
More than two thousand years had passed; what had this guy been up to in the Human World?
Aspiring to ascend to godhood through faith?
A member of the Demon Race... ascending to godhood through faith?
Is that not a joke?
He was a fallen angel, and he knew a thing or two about ascending to godhood through faith. Before he became a fallen angel, he had even come into contact with lesser gods who had ascended through faith.
He had also seen lesser gods who lost their divinity because the power of their faith disappeared.
However, ascending to godhood through faith wasn't all bad.
There were advantages too. As long as there were enough believers, one could cultivate a true Divine Body using the power of faith that had condensed into divinity.
Well hidden, indeed.
We can't let the other royal families get their hands on him; we must secure him before anyone else does.
Capable of taking on a human-like form, with the power of faith condensed into a wisp of divinity, such a promising junior is too good to miss out on for a political marriage.
What really excited him was the wisp of divinity that Lance had condensed.
Light!
Not the power of faith collected through evil and vile means, but the path of righteousness.
Despite the intense abyssal aura on his body,
The condensed divinity was like the dazzling sun, shining brightly.
Such an oddity must be taken back to the Royal City and treated with great hospitality.
"Holy Armor Legion, seize Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance."
"Just the Holy Armor Legion might not be able to handle this guy. Let my clan's Devil Legion assist your Holy Armor Legion."
"No need."
"I think you do."
"Even your two legions might not be enough together; let my clan's Bloody Charm Legion help you out."
"Night Legion, attack!"
"Evil Demon Legion, encircle them!"
The six elite legions set out to act one after another.
Seeing this, Lance revealed a smile and his body was shrouded in black mist. When the mist dissipated, he had transformed into a dragon-headed, human-bodied figure.
"Brocade Guards, fall in!"
"Yes!"
The marching pace of the six advancing elite legions, maintaining their formation, suddenly became inconsistent.
The ranks of the six elite legions were thrown into disarray.
Many elite soldiers broke away from their ranks and flew to the center of the Demon God Altar Square, standing in several straight lines, glaring fiercely at Lance, who was clad in a black and gold robe and grinning with a dragon's maw.
So the pretty boy just now... was indeed the great lord from their Judgment Royal Court.
The lord they swore allegiance to had returned!
"My lord, you've finally come back!"
About three hundred Brocade Guards automatically formed lines, placing their right hands over their chests to salute Lance.
Lance grinned again, recognizing some familiar faces among the elite legions, he had called them out from the ranks, fearing that they might accidentally be harmed when he "went all out" later.
But seeing their excited looks... why did it give him the impression that they were ready to defect at any moment?
Those old geezers in the sky must be furious at this sight...
The elite of their kind, willing to follow the orders of a Dark Magic Dragonkin after more than two thousand years...
This was betrayal!
"Gentlemen, long time no see."
"My lord, please leave the Abyss quickly, we'll try to buy you some more time!"
As the words fell, the Brocade Guards on the outskirts had already turned around, facing the six elite legions, ready to battle their own teammates.
They wouldn't mortally wound their teammates or subordinates, only trying to incapacitate their own teammates and subordinates for the fight.
Their growth to this point was inseparable from Lord Lance's nurturing years ago; without Lord Lance, they would never have made it into the Royal City, much less become the elite of the royal family.
Over the two thousand years, the majority of these Demon Race members had become officers in the legions.
But that didn't prevent them from being willing to fight for Lord Lance.
It wasn't just that Lord Lance had nurtured them; he had also never treated them unfairly, and during battles, he would fight alongside them.
If a comrade was injured, Lord Lance would be the first to administer aid.
It could be said that while serving under Lord Lance, they, the Brocade Guards, had never lost a soldier to death in battle.
Since Lord Lance left the Abyss, the Brocade Guards had been scattered and incorporated into the Royal City's guard army, the Imperial Guards, and other legions, but with the martial skills and formations taught by Lord Lance, they could stand their ground against formidable enemies.
However, they inevitably faced alienation and were assigned to perform extremely dangerous tasks, and it was from that time on that the Brocade Guards began to suffer casualties.
"He is no longer a Judge of the Judgment Royal Court; if you return to your respective legions now, we will not judge you as traitors to the clan.
Don't forget who you are, who your kin are, and who your enemies are; you should be able to tell.
Clearly, Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance is not one of your kin."
Demon Andrews was angry to see the former Brocade Guards betraying their own kind in order to protect Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, but at the same time, he gained a new understanding of Lance's abilities and tactics.
This guy... he started from scratch and managed to carve out his own force in the Abyss.
The key was that even after leaving for more than two thousand years and returning, there were still those of the Demon Race willing to fight for him, which was somewhat terrifying.
"Lord Andrews, once Lord Lance leaves the Abyss, we are willing to accept any punishment. Before that, as long as Lord Lance still recognizes our identity as Brocade Guards, we are prepared to fight to the death for him."
"Enough, there's no need to make it so tragic and sentimental. I didn't call you out to have you ruthlessly fight your own kin or die for me; I did it to avoid causing you harm.
The me now is not the same as I was back then; nowadays... I can trigger celestial phenomena with just a gesture."
As Lance raised his hand, the sky above the Demon God Altar abruptly changed, with thunder roaring ominously.
"Thunderbolt Warriors—Descend."
With the deafening sound of thunder, a blood-red sea of lightning appeared above the Demon God Altar, piercing the clouds and transforming into humanoid knights holding spears and riding various magical beasts made of thunderbolts as they descended from the heavens.
Upon seeing this, the six elite legions quickly enacted defensive formations.
Multicolored magics began to twinkle in the void, only to be extinguished soon after.
The knights and horses made of thunderbolts entered the ranks of the six elite legions and instantly disintegrated them.
The thunderbolts not only turned into knights of light and shadow but also various kinds of thunderous magical beasts. Not only were the six elite legions within Lance's attack range, but even those old timers floating in the void were within the range of the thunderous assault.
Lance directly used his powerful moves against these few old timers.
The thunder turned into a Giant Dragon to attack the Demon.
The thunder turned into a Qilin to attack the Fallen Angel.
The thunder turned into a Fire Phoenix to attack the Blood Clan elites.
The thunder turned into Xuanwu to attack Medusa.
The thunder turned into a White Tiger to attack the Succubus.
The sky above the Demon God Altar Square was filled with all kinds of Divine Beasts made of thunder.
Standing on the Demon God Altar Square, Demon Princess Christine and Great Vampire Krastihela witnessed this spectacle, and their eyes revealed a grave expression; what kind of tactic was turning thunder into shape?
Little vampire Tiji, Demon Suman, and the other few minor princesses also watched the spectacle above their heads, and were overwhelmed by Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance's audacity.
Did he really intend to attack all the strong representatives of the six royal clans present with his sole power, aiming to defeat them all by himself?