Breeding Dragons From Today Chapter 267
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Everyone's expressions froze.
In the next moment, the azure blue sky suddenly split open and countless amounts of demonic energy surged out. An evil consciousness descended.
A strong man with a human upper body and a scorpion tail on his lower body walked out from the void.
Demi-demon king!
A divine-level powerhouse!
Following this, countless demi-demons appeared out of nowhere, surrounding this entire space and preventing even a fly from escaping.
Everyone's expression changed drastically and a chill rose in their hearts for no reason.
All of this was actually a trap. Using Oswede as bait, the real target was...
The Holy Zither!
Webster laughed complacently, his handsome face contorted.
He stared at the Holy Zither and said fiercely, "I'll see who can save you today!"
Before he could finish his words.
In the encirclement, a "big bump" suddenly protruded out of the void, as if something was about to drill out.
Hiss!
With a sound, the void was easily torn apart like a piece of paper.
A tall and handsome young man walked out from the void rift.
Seeing the dense crowd and formation, he was obviously stunned for a moment and looked around in confusion.
Everyone on the field was stunned.
When she saw this person's face clearly, Holy Zither's eyes trembled violently.
Someone cried out in surprise, "Joelson! It's actually Joelson Edward! He's not dead?"
Oswede's eyes were also filled with ecstasy.
After a short moment of excitement, everyone suddenly came to a realization.
They were still in a dangerous situation. Webster and the divine-level demon king were still waiting to surround and kill them.
Joelson had appeared at the wrong time.
After rubbing his forehead, Webster revealed an expression of heartfelt joy. He clapped his hands and said, "It seems that the gods are on our side. Another big surprise has arrived."
A chill suddenly surged out of his eyes. His ice-cold gaze was like a venomous snake.
"All of you will die today!"
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After a short moment of shock, Joelson instantly understood.
It seemed that he had directly charged into the demon king's encirclement of the continent's saint-ranked experts?
"Let's start with you first!"
Webster laughed maniacally and pointed at Joelson.
The demi-demon raised its head and roared loudly. A domain that was filled with violence, cruelty, and evil energy enveloped the entire area.
All the saint-tier masters froze on the spot. They were horrified to find that they could not even move a single finger.
At this moment, a platinum light suddenly bloomed from the domain.
At first, it was just a dot, like a spark. Then, it was tamed and expanded, like the sun rising into the sky.
It was extremely sharp and carried a trace of a terrifying power that made everyone tremble for no reason. It was as if even their souls were about to be frozen.
It squeezed out from the domain of the demi-demon king.
Everyone seemed to hear the sound of the demi-demon king's domain shattering.
The dazzling white-gold light was so dazzling that they could hardly open their eyes. The last thing they saw was...
It was Joelson slowly swinging his sword in the direction of the demi-demon king.
The light disappeared.
As if nothing had happened, Joelson calmly stood where he was.
In the next moment, the demi-demon king, who stood in the void like a demon god, suddenly let out a low roar. A clear white line appeared on his waist, separating from his upper and lower body.
The majestic and terrifying body of the demi-demon king collapsed like an avalanche. In an instant, he turned into ashes as if he was in the sky.
Together with him were the countless middle-tier high-tier demi-demons behind the demi-demon king.
Just like that, they quietly split apart and disappeared.
In the sky behind him, a deep and long spatial crack lay there, unable to heal for a long time.
Webster's smug expression froze. He was like a duck whose neck was stuck. He could not say a single word.
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The entire stadium was silent.
A domain-level demi-demon king had died with a single strike?
It was not just the saint-ranked humans. Even the demi-demons were stunned.
Their king.
When he was powerful, he was an all-powerful king.
He had actually fallen under the attack of a human?
This scene was like a dream.
After a long time, not a single sound could be heard.
Oswede opened his mouth and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the air.
Five years.
Everyone thought that he had fallen.
And he had only used five years...
To reach a height that Oswede could not imagine.
Using the fall of a divine-level domain to announce the powerful return of the number one person under the throne!
But now, he was no longer under the throne.
Everyone was stunned for a moment before they suddenly reacted.
This demonic disaster, which had lasted for five years and was extremely difficult to deal with, seemed to have disappeared just like that under a light sword strike from Joelson.
It disappeared just like that.
The light from this strike was like a ray of dawn, shooting down from the clouds and dispersing the thick haze that covered the entire continent.
For a moment, everyone felt that it was somewhat absurd.
The demonic disaster had ended just like that?
Webster fell from the clouds into the Abyss and stared blankly at Joelson for a long time.
From the confidence and calmness that he had when he first controlled the overall situation, he had now become a comical clown.
"This is impossible, this is impossible."
He repeated it over and over again as if he was dumbfounded.
Joelson frowned slightly and casually swung his sword.
The platinum domain was activated once again. A sharp and terrifying pressure descended.
Extreme despair and fear appeared in Webster's eyes. With a scream, his body suddenly changed.
His handsome face instantly became twisted and ferocious, and his four limbs also changed in the direction of the monsters. His aura had more than doubled.
But still, under Joelson's sword, he disappeared in an instant.
Absolute strength was so overbearing and unreasonable.
Only then did everyone realize that the so-called Dark Saint was also a demi-demon.
The platinum sword light circled once and swept through the entire space.
A few seconds later, all the demi-demons were killed.
The sky became clear again.
Even Joelson himself was a little surprised. The power of the metal and point laws had increased to more than 1,500, and the embryonic form of the domain had succeeded.
His strength had actually expanded to this extent.
If that was the case...
Joelson turned around and faced the void behind him with a calm expression.
Then there was no need to run anymore.
The saint-level on the field had yet to regain their senses when the void shattered once again.
Everyone's eyes suddenly shot toward the light.
It was the thrones!
They didn't fall!
They were ecstatic.
But very quickly, the change in the situation exceeded their imagination.
"Joelson Edward, hand over your divine spark. You are still the number one genius of the Saint Realm."
The Flaming Throne's majestic voice came from the sky.
"The enmity between you and the Church of Light can also be settled."
The Light Throne said calmly.
The Dark Throne sensed the presence of the demi-demon that had yet to dissipate. His consciousness seemed to fluctuate for a moment but he didn't say anything.
Joelson looked at the three thrones and the Silver Dragon King with a fierce gaze.
He took a step forward.
"The divine spark is here."
Joelson pointed at his chest and said calmly, "Come and get it yourself."
Red flames rose abruptly. The blazing aura made even saint-tier beings feel unbearable.
Was this the power of the thrones?
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