Chapter 1576: The Ancestor of Blood
The final battle had finally erupted. Speaking of this dungeon expansion, the actual time spent wasn’t particularly long, but the level of intensity and the cruel competitive mode had left players participating in the dungeon expansion physically and mentally exhausted under immense pressure.
Now, many believed that the first kill would most likely be claimed by Starfire. Of course, there were still variables at play—after all, the fight against the Demon Marshal came with unpredictable twists. That said, only a scarce few could truly partake in the battle against the Demon Marshal and influence its outcome, as overall most guilds had already lost their chance.
As such, many players appeared to have relaxed, though relaxation did not mean complacency. They still wanted to earn higher military merits in order to achieve better evaluations.
"Demon Marshal, already trying to leave? Weren’t we having so much fun?" The Great Angel’s brilliance surged alongside the light of two Truth Coagulation phantoms, intercepting the Demon Marshal at all costs.
Meanwhile, two additional leaders were unleashing their ultimate techniques, furiously engaging in a fierce battle with the Demon Marshal.
The Demon Marshal responded while attempting to break free. "I already said—this is merely a game. I can play and lose if I must. If you all can manage to hold me here today, even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets. I just doubt you possess that ability."
"So what if I join in?"
The Werewolf General’s body transformed into a trail of blood-red light. Like dealing with the Demon Maw, he flashed repeatedly as bolts of lightning pierced through the Demon Marshal’s body cloaked in the grasp of the Darkness Touch.
The Demon Marshal simply ignored him as if he didn’t exist, continuing to fight the three leaders.
Moments later, the Werewolf General stared in disbelief as the Demon Marshal remained unscathed, showing no signs of being torn apart.