While spiritual beasts from Minos' forces were doing things similar to Emlyn, devouring their opponents, the battles on the local borders became more and more bloody.
Even if there was an advantage in terms of individual power for the Black Plain group, the enemy numbers were not insignificant, and it would take a while before such a confrontation would end.
Because of this, with each passing instant, the people of Minos' forces were surrounded by more and more opponents, finally revealing their maximum current potential while brutalizing many enemies.
At the same time, some of the many enemies facing these people naturally managed to escape the worst and counterattack their targets, putting many of those opponents at risk.
That was the nature of battles, which made this conflict so spectacular for those involved. They were cultivators and knew that without risks, it would be impossible to understand certain things.
Just facing someone who could kill them, many would have a chance to overcome their bottlenecks of understanding or cultivation!
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At the enemy camp, attacked by Virtus' group...
At this instant, piles of bodies were already piling up in the surrounding area, while the terrain was disappearing, either because of the bodies or the blood.
However, the number of people there was not small. As such, more than 4,000 living beings of various races were still fighting with ferocity, making dust and smoke cover the site while the smell of ashes and blood permeated the air.
There, Robin, Peter, and Barbara were standing with their backs to each other, two of them taking turns to attack the dozens of opponents trying to kill them and the last one defending the group.
On the other hand, while they were making the piles of bodies in the surrounding area increase, 6th stage birds and Spiritual Emperors flew above them, constantly attacking the most troublesome opponents.
These beings had the advantage of flight on their side, so obviously, they would not waste their advantage fighting on the ground.
They were not like Minos, who defied common sense, so they did their best to make life difficult for their opponents.
With that, whenever someone, like those three soldiers of Minos, got close to their limit, some of those beings acted to lessen the damage that the local forces would invariably suffer on this day.
Between them, Maida, level 59, and Ebba, level 54, were there, doing their best.
King Stuart's mount was constantly attacking the most potent enemies, often preventing its allies there from suffering from the actions of those people. As for the Queen's mount, Ebba was naturally not as strong, so this beast job was more of an assisting one.
From time to time, it would use its speed superior to even those of the strongest enemies to save its allies, but without taking any risks by counterattacking.
"Brutal Descent!"
Not far from those beasts of local royalty, Virtus spun his body vertically in the air, pointing his long tail low and releasing his body in a 50-meter high free fall.
His massive body then plummeted through the sky in the blink of an eye, taking the more than 40 enemies below his body by surprise.
"Damn it!" The only one to have a chance to exclaim something said just before Virtus' great tail crushed more than half of them in a single second.
As for the rest, they suffered from the damage of receiving parts of Virtus' blow or from the surrounding enemies.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Screams sounded from that area, but the symphony of the chaos of that battlefield was not affected at all. Everyone involved in this grim situation continued their deadly battles, seeking to kill their enemies.
Some of them were already exhausted, but they kept telling themselves, 'kill just one more,' trying to do as much as possible to eliminate their many opponents.
And with that, more bodies appeared every second, while people who could barely stand upright used their weapons to support themselves in the hope that they could help their forces somehow.
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While many were living hell on the borders of the Black Plain with the Cromwell Kingdom and the Brown Kingdom, Gloria was standing next to the teleportation array of Minos' army headquarters in Dry City.
She had not gone to the confrontation. As such, she was highly anxious and concerned for Minos' well-being as she was the only one who did not know about his abilities.
Gloria had seen when Minos left this place dressed in low-level grade-3 armor, an excellent thing to protect him from 7th stage enemies. But even then, items like that could be damaged and eventually destroyed.
On the other hand, she knew that Spiritual Saints had attacked the Black Plain in the past. So, she could not help but worry about this happening again!
"Minos..." She massaged her stomach as she looked at that area with giant metal rings, feeling as if time was passing more slowly.
'If anyone does anything against you, I will eliminate them!' She clenched one of her hands just before she saw those rings starting to move.
"Someone is coming!" Voices of soldiers in the area sounded, making this beautiful redhead's mind go blank, and she looked to the middle of that area in hopes of seeing Minos.
But only a group of wounded soldiers appeared there.
"Are you guys okay? What happened?" The soldiers on guard in the headquarters ran close to the people who appeared there.
"Let's talk about it later. Help us. One of us is with a serious injury. He needs to get to the hospital urgently!" A man with his armor soiled with dirt and blood said this amidst his agitated breathing.
"Sigh..." Gloria sighed as she saw that.
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While his beautiful woman was thinking about him, Minos was still in the same camp as before, battling on the ground like a madman.
He constantly moved from one side of that place to the other at a speed that none of his opponents could understand, mercilessly attacking them while feeling a great sensation in his body.
Minos could not help but enjoy the killing!
But that was not something easy to avoid. After all, Minos could continuously steal his opponents' energies, slaughtering them with the fingers of his hands while exercising at high intensity.
Like all exercises, eliminating enemies also released a series of hormones in cultivators' bodies. And when this happens in someone who enjoyed the feeling of fighting, like Minos, it was a big job not to feel good at times like this.
In any case, there was something that Minos liked much more than fighting...
It was having fun with his women!
Unfortunately, these people coming from Albano had ruined his time in his favorite activity, releasing the monster that was now eliminating them.
If only they had not tried to destroy him, perhaps the more than 5,000 people who had already died at his hands would not have met such a fate...
But while they realized the big mistake of trying to invade the Black Plain, the Spiritual Saint who was spying on Minos' movements was acting!
When he realized Minos was a monster, he felt it would not even be necessary for the Spiritual Church to eliminate his leaders. With how much the King of the Black Plain had to improve, this Spiritual Saint knew that in a few years, such a young man could on his own march against Vogel!
In that case, even if Minos was no longer his target, he could not allow such an abomination to continue existing.
He had to act for his own sake and the entire Vogel kingdom!
'It's a shame that someone so talented has to die, but you forced my hand, boy!' He thought about this as he circulated his energies in his 8th technique, preparing to eliminate Minos and all the people in the surrounding area.
However, a Spiritual Saint like him could not hide his spiritual fluctuations so easily when using a technique. Because of this, Minos soon sensed that someone was targeting him and decided to move.
He flew a few feet into the air and continued to absorb the energies of nearby enemies, looking in the direction of the opponent not far away.
'A Spiritual Saint, huh?'
He put away his low-level grade-3 sword and asked. "Are you ready to take this to the ultimate consequences? Your entire organization will be destroyed because of your actions against me."
"Tsk!"
"That is not a concern for someone who will not live much longer!" That man, who appeared to be very young, said this as he pointed a spear at Minos.
"Your many years of life have not been wasted. Wise words..." Minos then opened his arms and made force on his fingers as if trying to scratch the air.
He then circulated his energies into just two of his techniques, Devouring Art and Chaotic Gravity.
'It's fusion time!' He thought about it with a smile on his face as space began to distort in his surroundings.
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