The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2217 End of the Battle

In the blink of an eye, two of the enemy Sovereigns were killed by the actions of Minos and the 30 or so members of his group there.

After killing the first enemy by using his wings to surprise the insect, Minos moved to the enemy his people were attacking.

With his high speed, which was even superior to Maximillian’s, he quickly caught up with his group’s opponent and took advantage of the bad timing of this opponent, who was facing so many high-level tenth-level beings, to perform another movement of his wings.

At the moment of his attack, both of his wings opened as wide as possible before several feathers burst out like energy swords, slashing at Minos’ opponent.

Semi-transparent wings of energy ten times larger than the pair of wings appeared behind Minos and then moved toward the opponent as if they were hands about to clap.

The level 100 Sovereign felt Minos’ attacks, but while he tried to dodge the feathers that could kill him if he was hit, he ended up not being able to escape the two giant wings that pressed down on him with the intention of crushing him.

The moment the two wings touched each other, the man’s body was pressed hard.

He screamed for a second, but soon after, his temporary allies saw a lot of blood oozing out from under those semi-transparent energy wings.

In an instant, his aura was gone. As the energy wings gradually disappeared, they all saw his body crumpled here and there but with countless punctures all over his body.

When the two energy wings pressed him, the feathers of the wings moved to positions where they acted like piercing blades.

The wings were unable to crush the creature, but the feathers pierced its body in many places until they reached its vital organs.

Thus, another level 100 creature had died, while Minos’ strength had only been reduced by 50% since the beginning of the battle. 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝑜𝑚

Ruth’s power was connected to him, but not only that, while he was still standing, the black rings of the Devouring Art absorbed the energies of the other two remaining level 100 creatures that were attacking them.

One of them, Maximilian, was putting up a fierce fight, while the other was already being attacked by Minos’ remaining companions in the area.

“Wretches! You will pay for this day!” Said the Sovereign whom the Demigods of Minos’ group were attacking.

He wasn’t from the same tribe as the level 100 individual fighting Maximillian, so he didn’t hesitate to turn his back and flee at high speed, fearing that he would still end up dying there.

Minos was no longer in his best condition. Still, it was possible that the battle would end with this human group winning, leaving no witnesses alive.

Minos saw that it was moving and thought about following it. However, he didn’t know if he could kill this enemy and help Maximilian deal with the remaining Sovereign.

As much as Maximillian was in a fierce battle with his level 100 opponent, the creature native to Zocarro had the upper hand in the fight, as it was the less exhausted part of the conflict.

Thinking that it was more important to eliminate this Sovereign fighting Maximillian, Minos let the fourth level 100 insect escape as he moved against his ally’s opponent.

When he appeared behind the last remaining enemy, Minos used his wings to defend himself while displaying the current power of the Divine Sword.

Maximillian immediately felt less pressure when Minos moved and soon began to dodge and defend less and pressure his opponent under the sight of the Divine Sword’s third move.

In addition to Minos, his companions joined the fight against this last opponent, quickly surrounding it from above, below, south, east, west, and north.

Those with support-type powers focused their energies on helping Minos, as they would hardly be able to influence someone with Maximillian’s cultivation base.

As for the others, they attacked with everything they had, sending out attacks to disrupt the enemy and create any kind of distraction that would benefit them.

At this rate, the battle didn’t last much longer, and soon Maximilian found room to strike a fatal blow, using his trident to pierce the cotton’s body and end the creature’s life. .

When he achieved the death of this level 100 opponent who was stronger than him, Maximillian shouted in satisfaction as he felt the blue blood of his enemy on the tips of his trident.

“You’re finally dead, you bastard!” This black-haired man said triumphantly as the people in his group calmed down after the intense four-minute battle they had just fought.

Battles always took place in a short period of time. Powerful cultivators were able to move very quickly and exchange a large number of blows in a short period.

However, Minos and almost everyone in his group were exhausted from this battle, and they soon used up the resources they had prepared for such moments.

“Collect the bodies and remains of these natives.” He said as he took a deep breath. “Even if some of them aren’t whole, every part of them is valuable to us.”

The remaining alchemist, doctor, and poison master of the group began to collect the remains of their 23 dead opponents there while Minos’ wings shrank and hid behind his back.

As they were now, they didn’t radiate the overwhelming sensation of this weapon. But they were visible to anyone who saw Minos now.

Ruth approached him, looked at the pair of wings on his back, and asked. “How do you feel? It looks like this weapon is quite powerful.”

“It’s incredible.” He was sincere when Maximillian approached him. “I feel like it’s changed the whole quality of my being. My level hasn’t increased much, but I have undergone a qualitative evolution after these wings integrated into my skeleton.”

“Will they stay on display as they are now? Or can they retract into your body?” Maximilian asked curiously, sensing that Minos would no longer look like a spiritual human if he walked around with those wings all the time.

“They will stay as they are,” Minos said while Maximilian looked at the way the wings were tucked away on Emperor Stuart’s back.

They wouldn’t get in the way of him doing ordinary things, nor were they overly conspicuous. But even from a distance, the wings on Minos’ back would be noticed.

They looked like a special ornament as if they were made of metal, completely gilded.

“Can you think of an explanation for them?” Maximilian asked after he had studied the wings for a minute.

“No.” Minos was honest. “I believe they belong to a winged creature from Panvuter’s antiquity. But I don’t know anything about such weapons, so I can’t explain how it happened.

Anyway, time to go.” He said when he saw that all the bodies had already been collected and his group had recovered enough for them to flee this paradise area where enemies were sure to come after them very soon.

Read latest chapters at . Only