Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel-Chapter 221: Demon Clan Retreat!

"Damn it!"

Witnessing this scene, all the Half-Step Totem Level Demon Clan members instantly flew into a rage, their overwhelming demonic qi surged like a tsunami, shredding clouds across a hundred miles.

As exalted Totem Level beings, when had they ever endured such humiliation?

This despicable human dared to intrude into the Divine Realm before their eyes, slaughter all the Commander Level Demon Clans, and seize the precious Divine Pattern...

Even more outrageous, the human swaggered away right under their noses.

This was rubbing their Demon Clan’s face into the ground!

"Human! You must die!"

The leading Totem Level Demon Clan member roared to the sky, the soundwaves causing the earth to crack.

His scarlet Demon Eyes suddenly contracted, fixating on the direction of the Draconian Defense Line.

That cunning human had blended into the Void, even they couldn’t track him.

But...

The human might escape, but could the Human Race do the same?

"Relay my command, all Demon Clan assemble immediately, target the Draconian Defense Line..."

"Make those humans pay the price!"

"As you command!"

Tens of thousands of Demon Clan members responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and earth.

Previously, Aster Grant had slain nearly thirty Monarch Level Demon Lords with thunderous means!

As for those Commander Level and Extraordinary Level Demon Clan members, the casualties were innumerable!

However, to the Demon Clan, battle is never about loss but celebration! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

As long as there is killing, they will descend into madness.

Because combat means death, and death means—Demonic Qi!

Although Aster Grant annihilated nearly thirty Monarch Level Demon Lords in one breath, the vast demonic qi that escaped was crazily devoured by the nearby Commander Level Peak Demon Clan members.

In just a moment, the demonic qi surged, and several terrifying auras shot skyward!

New Monarch Level Demon Clans...

Were born!

This is the most terrifying aspect of the Demon Clan—

Killing not only fails to weaken them, it makes them stronger with every battle!

Under the orders of several Half-Step Totem Level Demon Lords, the Demon Clan army surged forward like a black flood, carrying overwhelming demonic qi, crushing towards the Draconian Defense Line!

At this moment.

The intelligence about the Demon Clan army had already been rapidly presented to Zane Drake by a Monarch Level Blood Clan member.

After listening to the report, Zane Drake frowned slightly, a trace of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

As expected—

Everything was within Aster Grant’s predictions!

Once he seized the Divine Pattern, the Demon Clan immediately launched their crazy retaliation!

But what concerned Zane Drake the most was another issue—

How did Aster Grant, clearly only at the Commander Level, manage it?

To intrude into the Divine Realm under the noses of several Half-Step Totem Level Demon Lords, seize the Divine Pattern, and escape unscathed...

This was simply unfathomable!

However...

Since Aster Grant successfully obtained the Divine Pattern, there’s no need to delve into the process.

His gaze pierced the distance, firmly locking onto the approaching black flood.

The Demon Clan army was coming!

"Qing," Zane Drake spoke solemnly, "Next... I’m afraid I’ll need your help."

"No worries, that was the purpose of my visit!"

Qing smiled faintly, paying no mind to Zane Drake’s request.

His gaze swept over the dozen Half-Step Totem Level Demon Lords wrapped in overwhelming demonic qi in the distance, a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Demon Clan...

He truly wanted to strike directly and annihilate these demons!

But that would result in the birth of Totem Level Demon Clans!

"Crack—"

Qing’s finger joints exerted a slight force, causing the air to explode with a heavy sound.

In the next instant, a terrifying aura that changed the colors of heaven and earth erupted violently...

The pressure of a Half-Step Totem Level Ghost Race swept across the entire battlefield like a tangible force!

Meanwhile—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three equally astonishing auras sequentially soared skyward!

Zane Drake, Cavan Vero, and the Queen of the Crimson See unleashed their full power without reservation.

However...

The auras they revealed were no longer at the Monarch Peak.

But rather...

Half-Step Totem!

This was another important purpose of Qing’s visit.

Under his meticulous guidance, the three who had been at a standstill at the Monarch Peak for years finally broke through the shackle that had troubled them for years.

And...

Due to the Human Race’s uniqueness.

When a Beast Tamer breaks through to the Half-Step Totem Level, all contracted beasts will advance simultaneously!

Thus, although on the surface only three Human Race powerhouses stepped into the Half-Step Totem, the actual combat power...

"Roar—"

The beast roars resounded continuously!

Zane Drake and the other two simultaneously summoned their beasts. According to the Monarch Level Beast Tamer standard, each can contract up to four beasts.

Cavan Vero and the Queen of the Crimson See each summoned three, while Zane Drake summoned four—

Plus Qing himself, fourteen terrifying Half-Step Totem Level auras were hovering in the sky above the battlefield at this moment!

Although Zane Drake and others have just broken through, and their realms haven’t stabilized, with the support of their beasts, each of them could hold off two Half-Step Totem Level Demon Clans without difficulty.

As for the remaining Demon Clan powerhouses...

"Leave it to me."

Qing’s voice was incomparably calm.

At this moment, he stood proudly at the forefront of the Human Race’s ranks, no trace of his former despondence remained, only the sharpness that overlooked the world!

After seeing his daughter, he finally broke free from his inner demon, regaining the invincible belief of the "Ghost Race’s first genius" of the past!

"Step forward one more step—"

Qing slowly raised his right hand, the Netherghast Aura like an angry dragon tearing through the heavens!

"Die!"

This shout even halted the charge of the Demon Clan army!

The leading Half-Step Totem Level Demon Clan member flew grimly to the front of the formation, confronting Qing across the distance.

"Ghost Race? You think you alone can stop us?"

Facing the Demon Clan’s questioning, Qing’s lips curled into a cold arc.

"Ghost King’s Body—activate!"

In an instant, the vast ghost qi converged like hundreds of rivers into the sea, all pouring into Qing’s body.

His skin was instantly covered with hideous Ghost Patterns, his aura climbing continuously!

Without a hint of hesitation, Qing boldly made his move!

"Ghost King Domain · Activate!"

The pitch-black domain instantly enveloped the previously disrespectful Demon Clan, isolating it completely from the outside world.

"Endless Void!"

Qing’s figure flashed like a wraith in front of the opponent, leaving no trace!

"Star Shattering!"

As the Ghost Race’s once-in-a-millennium first genius, Qing’s talent was Myth Five Stars!

At this moment, he pushed the Ghost Race’s two great talents to the limit, this strike had surpassed the limitations of the Half-Step Totem Level!

"Boom—!"

The Demon Clan couldn’t react in time, their body violently exploded within the rampant ghost qi!

After succeeding, Qing’s figure flickered, elegantly retreating to the Human Race’s lines.

In that exploded blood mist, the demonic qi surged, the blasted demon was torn apart by the explosion of ghost qi!

To this, Qing was not at all surprised.

A Half-Step Totem Level Demon Clan had already initially mastered the Divine Pattern, making it extremely difficult to utterly annihilate them.

He acted this time with the intent to give this overconfident Demon Clan member a lesson!

And now, the effect far exceeded expectations!

"This Ghost Race... is terrifyingly strong!"

The leading Demon Clan members wore a gloomy and uncertain expression, but couldn’t help admitting—

Facing a towering figure as if he owned the heavens, they eventually gnashed their teeth and ordered:

"Retreat!"

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