Chapter 411

As if encountering something utterly terrifying,

they fled at extreme speed toward both sides.

One step, a thousand li.

Gegir, who cultivates the legendary technique, has reached level 61.

Combat power, a staggering 2,419,200!

Although still some distance from planet-bursting tier,

within the Myriad Worlds multidimensional universe,

with a mere gesture, he could easily destroy an entire surface.

However, the Myriad Worlds Battlefield absorbs combat energy to grow,

paying special attention to existences above level 50.

Therefore, those possessing immense combat power

actually cannot cause too much battlefield destruction to the Myriad Worlds Battlefield.

Their strength is limited to manifesting upon the target,

and as for the combat aftermath,

the Myriad Worlds Battlefield absorbs it in an utterly exaggerated manner.

Moreover,

due to the existence of the war fog,

no matter how strong you are, attacks striking into the war fog will dissipate.

Unless it is a low-level physical attack

that the Myriad Worlds Battlefield deems unworthy of absorption,

then it might pass through the war fog.

In this way,

attempting long-range target acquisition or large-scale strikes is usually very difficult.

Yet even so,

one cannot deny the combat power of those above level 50;

while the Myriad Worlds Battlefield absorbs the combat aftermath, their battles themselves concentrate more upon the enemy,

so when fighting a powerful enemy, from the result's perspective,

it is actually stronger than being within the Myriad Worlds multidimensional universe.

It is just that the aspects of scene destruction and area of effect are missing.

They are hindered by the Myriad Worlds Battlefield's trait of absorbing combat energy and by the war fog.

Crimson flames ravaged the sky,

and the obsidian walls melted.

Gegir of the Red Demon Clan, treading upon the crimson flames, made the crimson flames tread the heavens.

He looked down upon Yue Luo's territory.

This battle, no matter how one looks at it,

Yue Luo will lose.

Even though this Gegir has not employed any territory power,

relying solely on himself as a lord to attack Yue Luo's territory.

Everyone also sees no hope whatsoever.

"He will lose sooner or later, won't he?"

"Sigh... that is the logic, but when it arrives, it is still somewhat painful."

"In this world, there are no undefeated existences; do not indulge in fantasies."

Bao Bao Yuan: "Achieving thirteen consecutive victories in the TW simulation war is rare indeed."

Bao Bao Yuan: "To speak honestly, I deeply admire Yue Luo; it is just a pity his luck is a bit too poor."

Bao Bao Yuan: "Encountering such a powerful Red Demon Clan lord... if his luck had been a bit better, perhaps he could have achieved over twenty consecutive victories."

Geng Xiao Xiao: "That is not certain; what if Yue Luo still has some trump card? Everyone can look forward to it."

"Sister Expectation, stop expecting; this has already exploded the surface... what trump card could there possibly be?"

"Do not forget, he is merely a new lord who has developed for four and a half months."

"That is true; are everyone's demands on Yue Luo a bit too high by a billion points?" Xi.

Chapter: Creating the Myth Named Yue Luo!

Red,

like the tragic beauty of red forest maple leaves; at this moment, the autumn breeze blows gently, and all things return to silence.

Like the magnificent splendor of the evening sunset; at this moment, rays of light stretch ten thousand, and the setting sun is like blood.

Like the profound depth of the spider lily; at this moment, it sways silently, between hell and the human world.

The sky where Su Yu stood turned red.

He knew,

that was the red of the Red Demon Clan,

the strongest flame in the world—the Red Demon Flame.

The Red Demon Flame,

has no other color,

Only pure red,

A color too monotonous,

Made it look, at times, like a curtain.

Were it not for the leaping of the flames and the scorching breath they radiated,

It would be hard to believe

That that expanse of red was fire.

"Yue Luo, I, Gejier, am not one to deceive others."

"I give you a double-hour. If you can injure me, then you win."

Gejier stepped upon the red flames, the red flames treading the sky,

Looking down from above at the white figure standing atop the mountain peak on the island.

He had come to Yue Luo's territory,

And seen Yue Luo's "977" Lord Crystal.

Yet,

He was giving Yue Luo a double-hour to attack him of his own accord.

Arrogant. Far too arrogant.

Yet,

The one speaking these words was the Red Demon Clan, ranked first among the myriad races.

Then, it would not provoke anyone's resentment,

Instead, people would feel it was only right.

No matter how strong Yue Luo was, no matter how heaven-defying,

He was, after all, a new Lord who had entered the Myriad Worlds battlefield just over four months ago.

A senior who had developed for 600 years, and from the Red Demon Clan at that,

Yielding a little was only right.

It was just,

Bao Bao Yuan did not feel it was right.

He was extremely displeased with this Red Demon Clan's action.

What do you mean, "if you injure me, then you win"?

Big brother, this is Yue Luo!