Chapter 631

After many powerful demons discovered this, they rushed toward that direction, fleeing out of this region of the Divine Sacrifice War.

"Wing Demon King, you…"

Nail Demon King never expected Wing Demon King to flee alone, and immediately lost his footing.

Succubus Natasha seized the opportunity and slashed off Nail Demon King's wings with one sword strike.

"Ah…"

The moment Nail Demon King's cry began, it was engulfed by demonic flame.

Wing Demon King's speed was extremely fast; even though the exit was hundreds of kilometers away, under its full sprint, it quickly appeared before its eyes.

Behind it, Succubus Natasha had been delayed long enough by Nail Demon King and could no longer catch up.

"As long as the Demon God doesn't intervene, I can escape!"

Wing Demon King thought.

Under normal circumstances, Demon Gods rarely attack Demon Kings.

Wing Demon King saw hope.

Closer, closer.

Before the exit, a large crowd of demons had gathered.

"Get out of my way!"

Wing Demon King crashed into the demon crowd like a meteor, scattering the demons packed before the exit in all directions.

The impact of a Demon King's strength was as devastating as a bullet striking tofu.

Then, it plunged into the exit.

"Finally out!"

Wing Demon King felt a surge of joy.

And then…

Wing Demon King looked up and saw Succubus Natasha not far away.

"Aaaah~~ Why did I come back again!"

Wing Demon King was utterly shattered!

The space had become chaotic again—the exit had vanished, and the result of crashing into it was that it had flown right back!

This effect occurred because the space there was connected to the space here.

It appeared to be two different places, but in truth, it was one place.

This was the effect of spatial chaos.

That was why so many demons were trapped in this region.

Spatial chaos was bad enough, but worse still, Wing Demon King had flown straight back into Succubus Natasha's vicinity.

Wing Demon King frantically flapped its wings and came to a sudden stop; otherwise, at its speed, it would have crashed directly into Succubus Natasha's sword tip.

"Escape! Find another exit!"

Wing Demon King flapped its wings again and fled toward the distance.

This battlefield was vast.

And its speed was swift.

The three Demon Dynasties' Demon Kings each specialized in different regions.

Nail Demon King possessed the strongest demonic body, attuned to the Rule of Power—the most formidable in direct confrontation.

Wing Demon King excelled in speed, attuned to the Rule of Speed—its flight speed was terrifyingly fast.

Bat Demon King also excelled in speed, but he was attuned to the Rule of Space—a more troublesome rule.

But no matter how troublesome the rule, without raw power, overall combat strength remained weak.

Moreover, the Rule of Space was difficult to master deeply—this was why Bat Demon King was the weakest among them.

The same applied to the Demon Gods of these three demon races.

Nail Demon God was extremely powerful.

When its divine body expanded, it wielded the Rule of Power and could lift an entire vast abyss.

It could shatter even a medium-tier abyss.

Its strength was truly terrifying.

But its most potent technique was utterly ineffective against flame-based life forms—it was completely suppressed.

That was why Nail Demon God was now helplessly screaming as Lin Yan burned it.

In the sky, seeing Wing Demon King flee once again, Succubus Natasha did not pursue.

She was not skilled in speed, and moreover, Wing Demon King no longer required her attention.

Succubus Natasha dove toward the scattered demon legions.

With her Demon King-level power, her assault on the demon legions left no doubt—the legions had no defense whatsoever.

These demons were quite intelligent and did not cluster together.

Given the vastness of this battlefield, even the remaining millions of demon legion members, when dispersed, appeared scattered and thin.

Thus, the number of surviving demon legion members was still considerable.

But with Succubus Natasha joining the battle alongside Princess Barbara, the two Demon King-level succubi, along with numerous Legendary-level succubi, began slaughtering the demon legions at a rapid pace.

"They're not chasing me!"

Wing Demon King saw that neither Succubus Natasha nor Princess Barbara was pursuing it, and couldn't help but rejoice.

"Do they know they can't catch me?"

Wing Demon King couldn't help but take pride in its speed.

The advantage of being fast is that even if you can't win, you can still run away, making it impossible for others to catch you—they can only watch helplessly as you escape.

"Leave the Mobsis Abyss today and find a deeper abyss where winged demons dwell."

The Winged Demon King planned thus.

As for its winged demon legion, it likely no longer existed.

But countless demons filled the abyss, and winged demons weren't exclusive to the Mobsis Abyss; as long as it escaped, gathering another winged demon legion wouldn't be difficult.

In this planning, the Winged Demon King searched for an exit at the edge of this space.

"Found it!"

The Winged Demon King finally discovered a smaller exit and plunged through it.

Just as it was about to escape, an endless height above suddenly revealed a pitch-black claw, snatching at the Winged Demon King.

The claw moved too fast—the Winged Demon King had no time to react before it was seized.

The Winged Demon King was instantly stunned!

It snapped back to its senses, stared closely, and saw a being radiating terrifying energy, gazing at it with icy eyes.

"Demon… God!"

The Winged Demon King never expected that the one who seized it was none other than the Demon God of the winged demon race!

The Winged Demon God!

The Winged Demon God gave the Winged Demon King only a single glance before squeezing its claw.

"Puff!"

The Winged Demon King burst like a balloon.

Until death, the Winged Demon King never understood why the Winged Demon God had killed it.

In the endless heights, after killing the Winged Demon King, the Winged Demon God casually tossed its corpse aside, its expression unchanging—as if it had merely stepped on an ant, a trivial matter.

Then it resumed its crouch, trembling inwardly as it stared at the sea of fire ahead.

It dared not flee.

Even the Bat Demon God, who had mastered spatial laws and summoned its divine core, had not escaped—how could it?

Under spatial lockdown, unless the Winged Demon God could raise its speed several tiers—to true supreme velocity capable of shattering spatial seals—it could not escape.

The Winged Demon God was grateful its instinct had been right.

The Flame Lord was not merely outwardly powerful but inwardly weak.

Nor was it a stolen divine core.

A stolen divine core could never possess such overwhelming might.

Divine cores are not easily stolen.

The Heavenly Demon God does not perish so easily.