Chapter 412

Before he knew it,

Bao Bao Yuan had come to view Yue Luo as extraordinarily formidable.

He had watched with his own eyes as Yue Luo forged one impossible victory after another,

and he always felt,

that facing these Crimson Demon Clan members… they could still win.

Therefore,

his heart was filled with dread and unease.

He feared that, even compared with those Moon Shadow Sect members,

Bao Bao Yuan believed even more that Yue Luo would win.

"This Crimson Demon Clan lord is quite confident, actually putting out the bold declaration that even hurting him counts as a win…"

Bao Bao Yuan's commentary carried a touch of bitterness.

He had clearly already witnessed Yue Luo's downfall,

yet with a single sentence from this Ge Ji Er,

hope of winning rose up.

Beside him, Geng Xiao Xiao also rallied a bit of spirit.

Geng Xiao Xiao: "This 'Red Agate' declaration has undoubtedly turned himself into a stationary target. What method will Yue Luo use? Truly worth looking forward to."

Countless new-term lords,

stars gleaming in their eyes,

as long as you hurt him, you can win?

"Yue Luo's winning streak should still continue."

"Right, just hurting him to win — isn't that a bit too simple?"

"Continue forging the undefeated myth!"

The numerous Moon Shadow Sect members were excited beyond measure.

But some veteran lords merely sneered.

"Hilarious."

"Do you even know who this Ge Ji Er is?"

Some veteran lords who had lived long and learned more,

instantly found these new-term lords somewhat laughable.

Hurt him and you can win?

Ge Ji Er — how could he be that easy to hurt?

"Ge Ji Er, level 61."

"Combat power, 2,419,200."

The moment these words came out,

those excited new-term lords were instantly dumbfounded.

Over two million combat power?!

What kind of concept is that?

Looking at themselves,

combat power only in the few hundreds,

the shock to their minds was beyond words.

Even someone as strong as Yue Luo,

his combat power is only a few thousand, right?

Even the strongest 【Flare Tower】 Yue Luo's territory had ever shown,

when it instantly killed that level-40 Emperor Rank Shi Shi-grade BOSS, the Ten-Thousand-Leg Centipede,

the single-target power displayed by the "Photon Ray Beam,"

was only close to surface-level.

Now,

this combat power of 2,419,200…

Some people silently opened the Combat Power Encyclopedia,

to see what tier over two million combat power ranked at.

"Surface-level… only requires 672,000."

A new-term lord of the Moon Shadow Sect spoke, his voice tinged with bitterness.

Combat power growth,

real combat performance grows exponentially,

the gap from over six hundred thousand to over two million,

real combat strength is probably more than tenfold.

Tenfold — what kind of concept is that?

An adult pressing a hand atop a child's head,

the child swings with all their might, yet cannot reach — that kind of feeling.

Powerless, and despairing.

What's more,

The Red Demon Clan has reached the pinnacle in controlling fire and temperature.

They possess extremely high natural resistance in this regard.

The Flare Tower is also a type of temperature-based attack.

The Photon Ray Beam is essentially concentrated, instantaneous, localized super-high heat.

Followed by the emission of distorted rays.

For the Red Demon Clan,

attacks from the Flare Tower of equal power can be completely ignored by them.

Let alone,

a gap exceeding ten times...

that is no different from scratching an itch.

Gejir's gaze remained calm.

He stood upon the red flames.

The red flames swayed lightly like the wind.

He waited for Yue Luo's attack.

He waited for Yue Luo's overestimation of his own strength.

"The Red Demon Clan will forever be number one among all races."

"Yue Luo?"

"He merely relies on the power of the Myriad Worlds battlefield structures..."

"Leave the Myriad Worlds battlefield, and he is nothing..."

"The Red Demon Lady is the one who truly reigns supreme."

Gejir murmured softly.

In the Myriad Worlds battlefield, structures are lifeless objects.

They possess no life or consciousness.

If taken away from the Myriad Worlds battlefield, losing the Lord Crystal that maintains their operation,

then they are little more than scrap metal and rust.

He wanted Yue Luo to know,

that one's own strength is true strength.

"Hong Lin."

Su Yu softly recited the role of the Laser Tower manifesting a spirit.

"Here."