Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 2768: Chapter 567: Armor Unsealed, Blood Battle Against the Demonic Horde!

In the flames of war, one rescue team after another began to act, and one Star Castle after another set sail. Of course, some places already guarded by large-scale arrays or powerful primordial soul wizards should safely withstand these aftershocks.

As the integration of the Heaven Continent reached its end, Edmund took a long breath as he let go. He looked toward the high sky where the strong of the Supreme Council, the barbarian tribes, and the Nine Death Swordsmen who came to support blockaded the demons on the Land of Darkness, barely managing to keep them at bay. However, being too close to Nora, the crystal wall spanning millions of miles above the Heaven Continent was already riddled with fierce cracks, unable to heal in a short time.

The sky dome shattered, darkness corroded.

Edmund raised both hands, and the seas rose into one Great Sun after another, inlaid into the breaches of the crystal wall, the corrosive power receding like the tide. After temporarily tending to Nora’s wounds, Edmund transformed into a streak of red flame, arriving on the battlefield in an instant.

The Earth Demon Lord was at this moment held back by the Frost Witch, yet it clearly held the upper hand. Firstly, its magic resistance was too high; secondly, though Gullwig quickly broke through the realm relying on Giant Power and her strength was formidable, her cultivation foundation was somewhat lacking.

A punch like a black hole came crashing towards Gullwig, the surrounding starlight dimming in its presence, the latter blocked with a frost-longsword, her face an unnatural flush, uttering a faint, muffled groan as her spiritual force became somewhat unstable.

"Go back first, and guard Nora!"

As soon as the words fell, the positions of the Frost Witch and Edmund swapped. The heavy punch with anomalies of landslides and ground cracking came once more.

Edmund raised his right hand upwards, a solar flare expanded and exploded, forcing back the stone giant fist, his stance unmoving.

The Earth Demon Lord observed the suddenly appearing Edmund, revealing a slightly solemn look. It smiled and said, "Worthy of being the Grand Council Chairman, much stronger than that woman, you are qualified to be my opponent."

Its stone statue demon true form, comparable to stars, began collapsing and condensing, ultimately transforming into about a ten-feet-high form, its extreme density bringing ultimate destructive power!

"Can you withstand this punch?"

Its unadorned punch plowed through deep space, creating a million-mile-long fist wind tunnel, attracting everything around and shattering it!

Edmund thrust his palm forward, one, two... a total of nine phantom red flame stars congealed like a giant candied hawthorn stick spanning millions of miles, quickly extinguishing the fist wind, the momentum undiminished, the Earth Demon Lord’s form engulfed in flames!

It let out a cry of pain, gazing at a crack appearing on its chest, its stone statue body turning red as if it were about to melt.

"How is this possible?"

With its realm and magic resistance, it was unexpectedly injured at once. This Edmund’s strength would be placed at least beyond the 660th layer in the Abyss.

Seizing the advantage, Edmund was relentless. This time, 24 red flame stars encircled and rotated clockwise, encasing the Earth Demon Lord.

Edmund calmly said, "Nothing is impossible, let alone one punch, even if you deliver ten thousand punches, I can take them all... but how many of my moves can you withstand?"

...

Inside the Barbarian Ancestor Hall.

After the fusion was complete, the Heavenly Will, which had always sheltered the Heaven Continent from sea waves, rose from the throne. Seeing that all the barbarian tribe members were safe and the mountains and rivers unchanged, its heart inevitably eased.

In the Land of Darkness, numerous strong individuals were engaged in battle, stuck in a stalemate. After self-detonation, the strength of the Heavenly Will dropped from level 10 Peak to level 10 Late Stage. Although it was just a slip in a small realm, for it, it meant a deficit of countless years. After level 10, each small step was far harder than stepping into a major realm before.

Thinking of all it had encountered over millennia, its inner battle desire began to ignite anew, as if returning to the early tough years of the barbarian tribes, fighting against heaven and battling against Gods... finally, a thunderbolt plunged into the darkness.

This time, fight to the end!

...

Heaven Continent.

"Kill!"

The Divine Light Knight led members of the Dusk Holy Temple Heaven Branch in their battle against the demons. She had advanced to Level 7 early and cultivated a Legendary-level breathing technique, so her progress was swift, having just advanced to Level 7 Late Stage recently. Suddenly, a Level 8 Flame Demon, laughing insidiously, charged into the battlefield.

"Form the array, form the array!"

The moment the Divine Light Knight spoke, a shadow leaped into the battlefield, eliminating the Level 8 Flame Demon in one stroke. Fixing her gaze, it was a Level 8 Peak Shadow Demon. She suddenly realized, looking skyward.

Golden light covered the clouds, as if embedding the sky dome with dragon scales. In the center of the golden world, on the throne, Levi spoke like a Heavenly Patrol Emperor:

"Everyone, you’ve worked hard during this period. Temporarily retreat from this war zone, return to the Ancient Dragon Continent first. Only after this wave of war ends will we continue the work on the Heaven Continent."

Considering the intense war near the Heaven Continent, after the outbreak of war, Levi did not hunt demons but went to find his members first thing.

The faces of the members below filled with joy.

"Yes, Hall Master!"

"So handsome!"

The Divine Light Knight also appeared excited.

"Thank you, Commander! We’ll head back first then."

Levi nodded slightly, watching the Star Castle depart before proceeding to the next location. The blood battle armor within him was thirsty and eager. As for the Ancient Dragon Continent, he believed its defenses were enough to withstand this war. Only if a Level 10 Strongman came personally could its fortress-like defense system be broken.

Before long, he found a target, a Level 9 Middle Stage Flame Demon attacking a large barbarian tribe, a Warlord Level strongman wielding a spear fighting it, having battled for most of the day without prevailing.