Chapter 1152 - 237: Danger Within Danger, Catastrophe!

Chapter 1152: Chapter 237: Danger Within Danger, Catastrophe!

"Who dares to barge in at night!"

A sharp shout echoed from the watchtower.

The figure cloaked in darkness swiftly turned around, and before the Demon Soldiers could approach, they fell with their heads blown apart, one by one.

Footsteps sounded from afar.

This time, more came, likely hurried over after hearing the shout.

However, the shadow standing on the tower transformed into a streak of dark light, rushing toward the Demon Soldiers who came following the sound. The speed was incredibly fast, and most importantly, it didn’t stir any slightest power fluctuation; everything happened quietly.

Where the dark light passed, Demon Soldiers inevitably fell without even the strength to resist.

It should be said, they hadn’t even had time to clearly see who the attacker was before falling dead. And that dark light didn’t stop, directly crossing over the city wall, heading toward the mountain range behind.

After the dark light fled, Yuan Feng hurriedly arrived with his deputy and Demon Soldiers.

However, he saw no enemy, only a ground full of corpses!

"What happened here? Who did this!" Yuan Feng’s eyes immediately widened with rage.

"General, the ones ahead all died from head blows. As for these people..." the Demon General quickly inspected the corpses, reporting to Yuan Feng.

However, before he could finish, the Demon Soldiers’ bodies on the ground, except those with head blows, suddenly began to change.

Their skin rapidly cracked and shriveled, as if moisture was instantly evaporated.

This change made the living Demon Soldiers involuntarily step back a few paces.

Yuan Feng was even guarded backward by his trusted aide.

Under the night, this scene became especially eerie. Even though they were of the Demon Clan, they held their breath in fear of this anomaly.

But this was just the beginning; the mutation had yet to end!

Those changed Demon Soldiers’ bodies actually started to move.

They staggered up from the ground, their shriveled skin gradually turning green, their hunched backs, and hair continuously falling from their helmets.

More shockingly, the hairs falling to the ground seemed alive, turning into slender green worms, swiftly spreading across the watchtower.

"Retreat quickly!" Yuan Feng’s eyes shrank suddenly, commanding all to retreat and avoid this eerie situation.

However, these mutated Demon Soldiers’ corpses raised their heads at a right angle, letting out a strange hoarse sound from their throats.

Instantly, the worms crawling on the ground attacked Yuan Feng and his men like lightning.

The mutated corpses also commenced their assault.

Such a mutation left Yuan Feng and the other Demon Soldiers unprepared. Fortunately, they had remained vigilant earlier, and hadn’t been successfully ambushed.

However, those worms transformed from hairs were extremely fast and numerous, attacking at such tricky angles, making defense impossible. Along with disturbances from those corpse-mutated Demon Soldiers, the Demon Soldiers on the city wall fell into a harrowing battle.

At this moment, a worm drilled into a Demon Soldier’s skin, causing him to cry out in pain, catching Yuan Feng’s attention.

He glanced sideways, witnessing the affected Demon Soldier trembling uncontrollably, his skin turning shriveled and green, his hair falling to the ground, also transforming into those bizarre dreadful worms.

Yuan Feng was shocked, sternly shouting, "Beware those wicked creatures! Don’t let them near!" Unfortunately, his warning came too late; while he spoke, accompanied by several cries of agony, many Demon Soldiers were already overtaken by the worms.

The scene on the watchtower plunged into extreme chaos; though the worms were cleaved apart, they would simply divide into two, impossible to kill. The Demon Soldiers turned green-skinned corpses lost their reason, madly attacking their comrades, wielding Demon Spiritual Power in their hands with continuous strikes.

The chaos on the tower attracted more Demon Soldiers’ attention, the sound of footsteps and armor continued emanating from below, gradually approaching this place.

Yuan Feng heard the noises and hastily grew anxious.

The current abnormality exceeded his control. Why was this happening, where was the enemy, what was their purpose, he knew not.

At this moment, if additional Demon Soldiers joined, it would only lead to more casualties.

These attack methods were so bizarre, obviously not tactics of the Divine Demon Continent.

Upon thinking of this possibility, Yuan Feng immediately commanded his deputy, "Send a report immediately, the Alien Race is on the move, a large army may be attacking!"

The deputy promptly reacted, quickly transmitting the Communication Talisman, dispatched to Taixuan Ancient Palace.

"Withdraw everyone!" Yuan Feng hastily shouted to the Demon Soldiers rushing to rescue. But even those climbing forward heard, attempting to turn and leave, couldn’t escape the speed of those worms.

Instantly, screams echoed continually.

On the Menglan River’s edge, atop the Demon Clan’s city wall, chaos reigned. Unbeknownst to them, across the river in the spatial turbulence, awaited an Alien Race army, in silent anticipation.

They awaited the final command’s issuance; beneath that immense pressure, they couldn’t breach in, waiting only for its removal, then they could launch a whole-hearted assault, spreading slaughter!

...

Under the night, slaughter seethed restlessly.

The seven Divine Emperors of Divine Land had been led by the inside agent to the foot of a mountain. The agent turned to the leader: "He resides within this mountain, exact location unknown."

"Hmm, well done." The leader stood tall with hands behind, hardly noticeable nod.

Yet, next instant, he waved a hand, reducing the inside agent to ash.

"Hmph, good to kill him. Saves trouble." One of them coldly snorted without surprise.

Another solemnly added, "This secretive assassination, always dishonorable, naturally the fewer the better."

"Let’s proceed." The leader stepped forward, advancing into the mountain.

His move prompted the others to naturally follow closely.

Instantly, they ascended the mountain.

"Follow the location of the emitted pressure, locating the secluded cave isn’t hard. The challenge lies in how to trap him, preventing his escape upon sensing inability to contend. Here, this is his domain; he knows it better than us. Once he shouts, we become passive." One spoke.

The leader seemed prepared, retrieving some prearranged Magic Artifacts, saying to the group, "What’s difficult? Outside this mountain, arrange a Heavenly Net Seven Kill Star Formation. With us seven as the formation’s core, as long as we live, the formation remains unbroken; reinforcements can’t enter, nor can he escape. Moreover, this formation will continuously deplete his power and Divine Sense to nourish us. Then he’ll grow weaker, we stronger, isn’t the outcome obvious?"

"Exquisite! Absolutely brilliant!" Purple light glanced, praising.