Chapter 380

The gates of the Dark World were left to the Demon Lord Reign because the Long Shen and other demons had already led the crowd away.

Although they could have ignored the gate and left it here, Reign's sense of responsibility didn't allow him to do so.

Although they were demons invading different spirit worlds, there were still a large number of young spirits in the Dark World itself.

As the leader of the Dark World tribe, he couldn't just leave the gate here. If some existence were to pass through the gate and attack their base, those young demons would have no power to fight back.

Today, he decided to fight the Long Shen again. Before that, he had already learned from the sorcerer that the Lightsworn spirits had arrived in this dimension.

Originally, according to his expectations, the Lightsworn spirits would have gone berserk upon discovering that they had used almost all their forces in this dimension, and would have fought with the goal of destroying this dimension.

But he didn't expect that the Lightsworn, for other reasons, didn't concentrate all their forces to attack their Dark World right away.

Of course.

That was better.

Because this way, he could let Snow find a way to cooperate with the Lightsworn to attack the Long Shen's team together.

The Lightsworn were not an unreasonable force. Since they didn't choose to fight to the death directly, there was an opportunity to collaborate first. Based on his hundreds of years of understanding of the Lightsworn, the Lightsworn could completely accept cooperating with him first to eliminate the Long Shen, and then decide the winner after the battle ended.

Since that was the case, he could accept the current situation.

It just so happened that his capable subordinate had been injured some time ago while protecting information for Lord Supreme King and hadn't recovered yet.

"How is Silva?"

"Lord War God is in good condition and should be able to recover soon, in a day or two at most." The scout accompanying the army told Reign.

He nodded gently.

Demons from the outside world kept flying to the camp. In a corner where no one noticed, a vanguard folded his wings, shook his hands casually, and walked toward the War God's camp.

"Lord War God."

The War God was a black demon wearing silver-white armor. His wings spread out calmly behind him like a cloak. Long blades like scimitars grew on the elbows of both hands. His movements were small, and he looked quite calm.

The military strategist of the Dark World tribe, the War God of the Dark World, Silva.

Seeing a demon come to him, the War God just waved his hand calmly at first and said: "Did Lord Reign send you? Don't bother, my injury actually healed long ago, and I can join the battle now."

The War God was very clear about the current situation. The Long Shen's side possessed a huge army, and the Long Shen himself was stronger than Reign; it could be said that they were inferior in all aspects.

If they let the opponent gain the upper hand and seize Lord Supreme King's power, then they would have no chance of winning at all.

So, even if there was still a small injury that hadn't healed, he had to pretend it was healed and participate in the battle.

"Is that so? I clearly see that dueling energy is still seeping out from the wound on your waist."

The War God subconsciously covered his waist with his left hand. Then, with his sharpest mind, he shivered, his whole body trembling from head to toe: "How could you possibly see that?

Also, dueling energy—how did you see that!?"

"Who are you!!"

The War God brandished the scimitars in his hands, facing a formidable enemy.

A duelist's high-spirited momentum could generate dueling energy. Generally speaking, only powerful duelists or spirits could see it.

Just like how Mudragon could see the power of Fusion.

The War God reacted in almost a second that the "Dark World vanguard" in front of him couldn't possibly be the real one, because a spirit of this level could never come into contact with such a concept, let alone see it directly!

"Hahahaha, don't be so distant, Silva."

The "vanguard's" body began to decompose slowly, gradually turning into pure dueling energy, becoming a golden phantom. Immediately after, a sturdy left hand appeared in its original position, and with that left hand as the origin, a golden phantom appeared in front of the War God.

The War God widened his eyes and stepped back in shock.

"Yu... Yubel—"

The twin blades in the War God's hands trembled.

"Are you... dead?"

"As expected of a strategist." Yubel didn't deny it.

The War God trembled all over.

He already knew why this guy in front of him appeared before him.

Without a doubt.

Yubel was a quite powerful existence.

Powerful enough that in his impression, Yubel was enough to be called a "god".

An existence like her, even if "dead", would not be completely extinguished. As long as a tiny bit of power existed, she could be resurrected.

Of course...

Resurrected in the form of a 【Card】.

And now that Yubel appeared before him, there was only one purpose.

The War God lowered his hands, his body no longer trembling, but instead becoming increasingly calm: "Are you going to resurrect Lord Supreme King?"

"Resurrect? No, he never died! He has always been by my side!" Yubel became somewhat angry upon hearing the War God's words, becoming hysterical.

The War God was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, speaking without fear of death: "No matter what, in any case, you will definitely not be detrimental to Lord Supreme King, so if you need my body, then take it."

"Hehehehe, you didn't put up any pointless resistance, that saves a lot of trouble." Yubel wouldn't praise the War God's loyalty.

A spirit that dared to show loyalty to the Supreme King in front of her deserved to die.

She turned into a mass of golden light and crashed directly into the War God's body. Amidst the War God's exclamation, the War God's consciousness began to dissipate, and then, just like the vanguard before, his soul was devoured.

Subsequently, the "War God" moved his hands again, but a different voice came from his mouth, "The training seems quite good; this body can exert a little bit of my power."

If it were this body, facing those Earthbound Prisoners, she should be able to handle them easily.

But—

Yubel remembered the figure of Midrash again.

She slowly narrowed her eyes.

Ordinary people, average duelists, and common spirits couldn't tell, but as an existence of the "same type", she could tell at a glance that Midrash was also just a disguise and carrier for that god. Her true power was definitely not like that.

If she wanted to fight that otherworldly god, this body was simply broken paper; it would shatter with a light poke!

She moved her right hand.

Fortunately, with this body, there were more things she could do.

She gently opened her hands, and with her body as the center, a pillar of light reaching the sky suddenly erupted. Before the other demons could react, she had already disappeared from this dimension!

She had to go to the human world first to recover more power!

As for the Dark World?

It would be better if they all died.

It wouldn't take too much time; she would soon return to her complete form and then come back to welcome her lover!

(End of Chapter)