Chapter 252: The Arrogant White Star Sage 2
'Elton' stood atop his Blue Heavenly Star Destroyer, smiling as he disdainfully watched the demons before him. With a commanding tone, he spoke a single word.
"Come!"
The demons trembled with fury as they unleashed the full extent of their auras. Ki and magic warped the surrounding area as they stormed forward, unleashing powerful attacks without hesitation. 'Elton' released his aura in response. His power surged at the Middle Stage of the Mortal Shedding Realm as he charged forward laughing, a thunderous sound erupting from his body.
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A massive wave of reinforcements finally arrived for the White Star Radiance Alliance, including armies from the Soloman clan, the Aka Boshi No Tengan clan, the Bright Brilliant Blade Sect, and various other sects and clans. Among them were survivors from former bases destroyed by the demonic alliance some time ago. The situation was finally turning dire for the demonic forces.
Three Soul Tier experts appeared along with five Late Stage Mortal Lords. Even more shocking were the fifteen Middle Stage Mortal Lords and numerous Early Stage Mortal Lords who arrived alongside them. The demons' original advantage—especially in Mortal Lord numbers—had now become a disadvantage.
Even still, the demons continued their assault. A third great force emerged as well, composed of Native experts who sided with neither faction. They joined the battle primarily to attack the demons on paper though most of their focus was the White Star Radiance alliance. They also believed that allowing the demonic forces to survive would prevent them from entering a severe disadvantage later. Their attacks were far more indiscriminate overall.
Their top expert numbers bridged the gap as two Soul Tier experts appeared among them, with three Late Stage Mortal Lords and various Middle and Early Stage Mortal Lords behind them. With so many powerful experts arriving in this fragile Pocket Dimension, the ripping pressure on the surroundings increased rapidly and spread far into the distance. Tears in the space's fabric became more and more visible.
Still, they preferred to take this risk now rather than regret it later.
Rukia stood still with a tired and irritated expression before sighing. "Ahh, I have really had enough here. These restrictions are annoying, so I think I am going to get more serious."
"Aetherial Lord Rukia, please refrain from saying such things. Are you trying to commit suicide while killing everyone present?" a Soul Tier elder from the Bright Brilliant Blade Sect replied quickly, discomfort clear on his face.
"That would be seriously problematic, Ms. Rukia!" the Aka Boshi No Tengan clan's Pristine Lord Judan added with a slightly panicked expression.
"There is no need for that. These people who could not even defeat you are already in a precarious position, even with you damned Natives jumping in. One Soul Tier expert short and one severely injured. Hahaha!" the Soloman clan's Amora called out as she glanced at the two Native Soul Tier experts, both of whom grimaced from earlier clashes.
"Damn it all!!" the Pristine Soul demon roared as his horrific injuries bled profusely and his aura grew unstable.
The battle continued.
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Ramiro leaped high into the air, his body enshrouded in blazing white, orange, and red flames as a powerful roar erupted from him. With a heroic grin, he pulled back his right arm, spear in hand, while potent static energy crackled around it. To the onlookers, it appeared as if he were holding a sharp bolt of lightning wrapped in flame.
A massive projection of a lion appeared behind him, giving a mighty roar. The already demoralized demons in that area roared furiously as they launched concentrated attacks toward him. Counterattacks and defenses surged from the exhausted yet determined members of the Lion's Spearhearts, who cheered with fierce vigor.
Ramiro laughed loudly as his muscles tensed. His power built rapidly for one explosive strike of his spear. "Hahahaha!!! Be judged to death by this spear of mine!"
"Hahaha! I may not be as powerful as you anymore, but let us all judge them with the might of our spears, ehh, Segundo Hermanito!" Carlos Jr. shouted as he also leaped into the air, using the same skill Ramiro was preparing.
Moments later, seven others leaped up with powerful auras that synced together in explosive unison. The twins Gabriela and Isabella, Willowna, Sakurana, Seralily, and two other prominent León clan experts all unleashed waves of power as they readied the technique. They smiled heartily as they followed Ramiro's lead.
"Oooh?! Then let's do this, guys! Let us pass judgment!" Ramiro exclaimed as his eyes sharpened and he prepared to unleash his strike.
"Let's goooo!" the eight shouted behind him, their spears igniting with explosive might.
–Juicio Carmesí–
(Crimson Judgment)
Nine explosively sharp lights roared down from above like blazing meteors, with Ramiro's spear at the forefront dragging the others in its wake. A massive lion with dragon wings and scales roared above the lights, creating a dynamic scene that shook the entire area. They descended with crushing pressure as flaming winds tore through everything in their path. The lion's burning body smashed through terrain and enemies alike.
An injured Middle Stage Mortal Lord demon unfortunately stood at the center of the strike's descent. A wave of deathly fear washed over him as the lion projection barreled toward him. He trembled in disbelief.
"This Mortal Lord will not fall to such an attack from a bunch of Gold Tier experts!!!" he roared as a dense amount of demonic ki erupted from his body, pushing him into overdraft as he unleashed a devastating blast toward the lion's open maws.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!
A brilliant explosion erupted. Flames, force, and shockwaves devoured nearly a one-mile radius. The landscape shook violently as many experts were thrown back, unable to withstand the powerful aftershock. Dust and wind engulfed the area as fire and blood scattered across the ruined terrain.
Ramiro and the others crashed to the ground, completely drained after unleashing the technique. Their allies rushed forward through the dust and debris, healing herbs and magic at the ready as they helped them recover.
Ramiro forced himself up, looked around, and then roared with laughter. "Rrraaaahhhh!!!! Hahahahahaha!!! How did you like the taste of our Lion's Spearhearts' judgment?!"
"Rrraaaahhhh!!!" cheers erupted from every warrior in the area as morale soared. Even across other battlefield zones, morale surged among allied experts as they renewed their attacks with ferocity. The third force of Native enemies who had arrived earlier were no longer as confident as before. They had witnessed several unexpected scenes, yet they still followed orders and attacked fiercely.
It was at this moment that the invasive chants secretly coming from Orochicanda suddenly stopped. With a slight shriek, he cut himself off while trying to maintain a brave front. The massive mirage of the being wrapped in white lightning and white flames violently distorted, rapidly shrinking until it stood at a giant size only slightly larger than Orochicanda himself.
Meeshura and Hanandra shivered inside the pit of the being's gut, realizing they had completely lost control. They felt imprisoned, unable to move. For quite some time they had sensed something was wrong, yet they believed they still maintained control. Then, without warning, a torrent of white lightning shackled them in place, freezing their movements while still forcefully using their combined ability.
"Ohhooooh!!!! What a magnificent combination of skills! Good job, Serpent. This Sage will be sure to reward you for spreading the image of this Sage in such a magnificent manner. Oh, of course you two as well." An arrogant voice boomed, the mirage's once-unclear face now greatly resembling Elton's.
On top of Orochicanda's head, Elton's real body suddenly appeared as if he had teleported. No one had noticed his arrival, but the drastic shift in the mirage's features was recognized instantly. A powerful oppressive aura erupted from him as a mighty thunderous sound echoed outward, carrying an intrusive voice layered within.
"BEGONE FROM THIS SAGE'S PRESENCE!"
A storm of white lightning surged outward, engulfing the entire area. People on every side fell into confusion and chaos. Some collapsed into illusions, others coughed violently as their injuries ruptured, and several felt as though they had been electrocuted, falling where they stood. Fear spread quickly through the battlefield as many tried to flee from what seemed like an impending calamity.
Mortal Lord experts and higher fared far better, yet even they stood stunned, shock and fear flickering across their faces. Before any orders could be issued, several of them had already bolted, completely abandoning the battlefield as they ran for their lives.
Rukia and the other Soul Tier experts were caught entirely off guard, each wearing a different expressions regardless of which side they were on.
The Pristine Soul Demon stood frozen, completely flabbergasted, disbelief twisting his expression. "How… How can this be?!?! Why is he here?! What happened?"
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Some time earlier, back at the White Star Radiance Sect.
'Elton' and the demons were clashing violently in a grand battle. On paper he should have been at a disadvantage, yet there was something strange about him—something that gave the demons an unfathomable sense of dread. Even more shocking was his speed. It was simply far too fast.