Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 893 - 383: The Eight Great Demon God Empires, The Demon Dragon Awakens

Chapter 893: Chapter 383: The Eight Great Demon God Empires, The Demon Dragon Awakens

Before the start of this operational meeting, the think tank and the God Machine Armament, Vava, had already conducted numerous simulations and set up dozens of possible scenarios.

For instance, our side might gain a slight advantage and expand our point of impact to greatly damage the enemy, or the enemy could suddenly have more powerful fighters—perhaps even Demon God Level Powerhouses—to face.

Compared with the exposed number of high-level powerhouses of the Human Race, the true strength of The Purgatory Family is even more terrifying.

Take the existence of Demon God Level individuals, for example—there are over a dozen of them, with each of the Eight Great Demon God Empires being guarded by at least one, and sometimes even two, Demon God Level strong men.

Not to mention the Great Demon Kings and demon kings below them, as well as the elite armies that have been fighting for who knows how many years.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Six Great Empires that are even further from the Human Race are embroiled in a war with two other civilizations, too busy to care, the Human Race would have been annihilated long ago.

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This is why the Federation has been desperately developing lethal weapons over the years, using up stockpiled resources to cultivate practitioners.

If we cannot grow rapidly, once The Purgatory Family ends a Civilization War, the pressure the Human Race will face will become incredibly immense.

After various tasks were assigned and everyone knew what they had to do, the war meeting that lasted nearly three hours finally ended.

When Divine Sky Heavenly King finished speaking, True Martial Heavenly King slowly rose from his throne, and a dense, terrifying kill aura so strong it turned the Great Hall a shade of blood, spilled out from him.

Dominant and bloody.

True Martial Heavenly King’s gaze slowly swept over everyone before he spoke in a deep voice, “Gentlemen, the Second Mythical Impact is about to burst forth; hence, this battle is of vital importance.”

“For the Human Race.”

Every powerhouse in the meeting hall had a stern expression, radiating a strong intent to kill, including Jack Clark, whose eyes, under the influence of the atmosphere, swirled with terrifying killing aura.

The Human Race has never lacked fervor; everyone standing here has been through countless battles.

Especially those Ninth Heaven Experts among the army commanders below, most of them are relatively young, aged between thirty and fifty, with only a few who have experienced the Dark Age and are over sixty.

Sixty years old is just the start for a Ninth Heaven Expert, who can live for hundreds of years.

The reason for the scarcity of high-ranking powerhouses in this age group is that most have perished in battle.

Before high-ranking powerhouses who can move at several times the speed of sound and whose every move is comparable to a high-yield missile bombardment, only those of the same level can withstand them.

Many kings have also fallen in the successive Civilization Wars.

Since the Heaven-Earth Mutated event fifty years ago, the number of King-level strong men born to the Human Race has actually been quite substantial, enough to instill fear in The Purgatory Family.

Yet, due to the internal strife of the Dark Age and the subsequent Civilization War with The Purgatory Family, at least nineteen known kings have fallen—an extremely brutal reality.

Currently, there are over forty King-level strong men within the Human Race’s inner circle, but some are stationed at various pathways, and a few guard the Southern Star and the Outer Development Department.

Together, the kings at the two Frontline Battlefields total just over thirty.

However, despite the heavy casualties on the Human side, quite a few demon kings have also fallen, especially in the last two large battles, where five demon kings were ambushed and killed at once, shocking the insides of the Purgatory Demon Race.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! One by one, figures radiating domain light flew out of the meeting hall and scattered in all directions.

However, just as Jack Clark was about to fly out with Freya Louise, Damon Lopes turned into a burst of purple and black lightning chasing after him, followed by a burly young man.

Damon Lopes came up with a grin, “As expected from Brother Callum, not only have you broken through to the Ninth Heavens in a month, but your combat strength is also comparable to a king-level now.”

Is the gap between the early phase of the Eighth Layer and being comparable to king-level significant?

It is significant, but compared to Jack Clark’s earlier feat of killing an early-phase Eight Layer Heaven blood python in the late period of the Sixth Layer, it seems somewhat acceptable.

Moreover, this guy was like a God of Death back on the Ruins Continent, so although Damon Lopes was somewhat surprised, he quickly accepted the change.

There was no help for it, his brother had been a freak of nature all along.

Jack Clark shook his head, “We can’t be complacent. Without having truly combated a Demon King level strong man, my strength for now is just an estimate.”

Damon Lopes nodded, “Indeed, given your cautious nature, when you say your strength is comparable to an initial-phase king, there’s a good chance you would shock everyone by killing a demon king in a second on the battlefield.”

Pfft!

Freya Louise couldn’t help but laugh out loud, her eyes twinkling with amusement, “Actually, I have a similar feeling too.”

…You think demon kings are cabbages. Jack Clark shook his head and turned to the burly young man.

Before Jack Clark could speak, Justin Welan smiled slightly and introduced himself, “Junior Clark, hello, my name is Joshua Welan, Justin’s older brother.”

So it was Mr. Willard’s older brother.

A smile immediately appeared on Jack Clark’s face, “So you’re Senior Joshua. I’ve always heard Justin talk about his super-genius big brother, and today I finally meet you.”

Jack Clark was somewhat surprised to encounter Justin Welan here.

Ever since he had entered South Sky Martial Height and got to know Justin, he always heard him boast about how amazing his brother was, constantly sending him senior resources suitable for his cultivation.

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But everyone had their missions, so after greeting each other in the air, they went their separate ways, including Freya Louise, who donned her God Machine Armament and flew to the 13th Legion’s base.

Compared to them, Jack Clark, who had a solo mission, would actually have a few days with nothing to do.

After thinking it over, Jack Clark’s figure exploded into motion, breaking through the air as he flew towards the Logistics Department.

It was still the lobby thousands of meters below. After entering a separate supply exchange room, Jack Clark spoke, “Vava, I have new merits that need to be calculated.”