Chapter 475: Three-Star Godly General

This time, the screams were especially sharp.

All ten Demons, including Khulieh, cried out at once.

Although Soul Blaze struck the Demon Ancestor projection, yet it burned their souls.

Khulieh instantly sensed something was wrong. Gritting his teeth through the agony, he shouted, “Withdraw your spirit! Use Protective Flames!”

With a furious roar, flames erupted around him. Only this skill could guard against soul attacks.

As he severed the spirit connection, Khulieh left a final command with the projection: “Kill Lin Moyu.”

The projection swept the spear in a wide arc, sending Skeletal Berserk Warriors flying with heavy thuds.

Although the Skeletal Berserk Warriors hit by the attack were felled, Undying Ring granted them a second life.

More skeletons surged forward and unleashed their skill, their axes glowing red as they struck.

Although the projection felt no pain, its aura rapidly weakened under the relentless assault.

Elemental Explosions and volleys of arrows rained down in a storm of destruction.

After the barrage, the projection shrank by a tenth.

“How is this possible!? How can your attacks be this powerful?!” Khulieh roared in disbelief.

The Demon Ancestor projection drew on the full power of his entire party. It was level 88 or 89, at least five levels above him, which was a massive difference.

Although Lin Moyu’s skeletons were formidable, he had seen them in action and knew they shouldn’t possess such overwhelming attack power

Mina cried out, “It’s Lin Moyu’s Primordial Rune skill!”

Only then did Khulieh notice the faint glow on the back of Lin Moyu’s hand.

The skill amplified the combat strength of all the skeletons.

Khulieh suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

At that moment, he understood. This was likely how the Fire Demon King had died.

Perhaps Lin Moyu truly had killed him.

The Primordial Rune skill was too powerful.

Despite the Demon Ancestor projection’s relentless attacks, it couldn’t lay a finger on Lin Moyu. Every strike was intercepted by the Skeletal Berserk Warriors.

Meanwhile, the projection's aura continued to weaken under their siege.

In less than a dozen seconds, it was already on the verge of collapse.

Khulieh roared, “There’s no other choice! We must use that move!”

His eyes swept across his party, “Leave behind 10% of your blood essence. It will cause some injury, but you’ll recover with time.”

There was no room for discussion. Among Demons, hierarchy was absolute. Orders from a higher-ranked Demon were law.

Without hesitation, the nine Demons, each above level 80, coughed up blood.

Their blood essence gathered in midair, and their auras noticibly weakened.

Khulieh followed suit, spitting out a mouthful of his own blood.

Abyssal Fire surged around him, engulfing the collected blood.

“In the name of I, a lord rank Demon, I offer this blood essence as sacrifice to summon the Darkfiend King’s descent!”

The sky instantly darkened. With a low rumble, a massive spatial passage appeared in the air.

Mina, who had been preparing to retreat, suddenly gasped, “They’re summoning the Darkfiend King!”

“No... it’s not his true body, but an avatar.”

“A level 95 lord rank Demon King’s true body would require a far greater price. This bit of blood essence isn’t nearly enough.”

“But even if it’s an avatar, it would be at least level 91 or 92, equal to human God-level experts.”

“That’s more than enough to kill Lin Moyu.”

Khulieh sneered, “Let’s see how you die now.”

Mina understood the staggering cost Khulieh’s party had paid.

Sacrificing 90% of their blood essence for the summoning, it would take years to recover, and might even leave permanent side effects.

But for the sake of fulfilling the Demon King’s command, they had gone all in.

She decided to stay. If Lin Moyu was going to die, she wanted to witness it with her own eyes.

From the spatial passage, a massive hand emerged.

A surge of Demon King aura blasted out, shaking the entire barrier.

The barrier looked like it might collapse at any moment.

Goosebumps spread across Lin Moyu’s body, “A Demon King…”

The Demon King was stronger than the Angel Holy Spirit he’d encountered before. In fact, it was the most powerful being he had ever faced.

Even just a single arm exuded overwhelming power, enough to make Lin Moyu feel his life was in danger.

Then he realized he was locked on. Running was no longer an option.

Once the Demon King fully emerged, he could catch him instantly.

Not even his undead army could stop him.

Even with the Elite Troops skill, the gap was too wide.

“I can’t wait for him to come out.” Lin Moyu decided instantly.

He pulled out a clump of blood essence—Poison God’s Blood Essence. This was his only hope.

If this failed, his final resort would be to detonate the Poison God’s corpse.

Whatever it took, he would kill the Demon King.

Khulieh had completed the summoning. All that remained now was for the Darkfiend King’s avatar to fully descend and for Lin Moyu to die.

Khulieh’s eyes blazed with murderous hatred, and he growled through clenched teeth, “You’re dead.”

Although he was weakened, his excitement surged.

Ever since his rise, Khulieh had rarely known defeat. But this time, he had lost completely, miserably.

Now, watching Lin Moyu about to be killed, how could he not feel thrilled? Even at such a heavy cost, it was worth it.

Just then, a beam of green light shot into the sky. A dreadful poison spread through the barrier.

The Protective Flames around the Demons’ bodies flickered wildly, nearly snuffed out under its pressure.

“What is that? Why is it so fearsome?” Khulieh muttered, eyes widening.

He saw that a small creature, barely a meter tall, appeared beside Lin Moyu.

All the skeletons instantly backed away, and even Lin Moyu retreated.

The green creature charged straight toward the spatial passage.

“Not good!”

Khulieh’s instincts screamed. This thing was terrifying.

But it was too late. They had burned through nearly all their strength to summon the Demon King’s avatar, hardly able to move.

Mina, sensing the danger, shrieked and scrambled to retreat.

Boom!

Green light exploded soundlessly, with no flashy spectacle.

The resulting poison spread only 30 to 40 meters around the spatial passage, just enough to engulf Khulieh and the other Demons.

The poison cloud didn’t spread far, just enveloping an 30 to 40 meters—centered around the spatial passage.

Mina reacted just in time, escaping the range of the poison cloud.

She saw Khulieh’s body dissolve, melting into a puddle of thick liquid, leaving no other trace behind.

Even the Demon King’s avatar, halfway through its descent, began to melt.

A cold, soul-deep terror gripped Mina.

“How… how can there be such terrifying poison?”

“Even the Venomrot Demon King’s poison can’t kill a Darkfiend King’s avatar!”

Without hesitation, she activated the Teleportation Stone gifted by the Succubus Queen, her figure vanishing from the barrier in an instant.

From within the spatial passage, the Darkfiend King’s avatar agonized howls sounded.

Lin Moyu stared without blinking, alert for any unexpected developments.

But in the end, nothing happened.

The upper half of the Darkfiend King’s body dissolved completely, devoured by the poison.

A heartbeat later, the spatial passage collapsed.

Khulieh and the other Demons had been annihilated the moment the poison exploded.

Lin Moyu glanced at the spot where Mina had just stood and gave a faint smile, “She escaped again.”

The Enhanced Troops skill still had a few seconds left. Lin Moyu didn’t waste them, immediately ordering the undead army to attack the barrier.

Within moments, it shattered into pieces.

Just then, a notification popped up.

[Killed the Darkfiend King’s avatar, EXP +]

[Killed the Darkfiend King’s avatar, general star +1]

A massive surge of 91 billion EXP flooded in, and his EXP bar jumped from 50% to nearly 80%. Only 20% more to reach the next level.

His military badge gleamed, bathed in noble purple light. The third general star finally materialized.

From that moment onward, Lin Moyu was a three-star godly general.

As he absorbed the information, a realization struck him. He had killed the Darkfiend King’s avatar.

The avatar had been level 91, meaning the true body of the Darkfiend King must be at least level 94 or 95.

“Good thing he didn’t fully emerge... or I’d be the one dead.”

If the Darkfiend King’s avatar had fully emerged from the spatial passage, not even detonating the Poison Lich’s corpse would have guaranteed victory.

Meanwhile, in the Abyss, furious roars erupted from the Darkfiend King’s palace.

“Lin Moyu, you deserve to die!”

“I’ll kill you myself!”

The walls of the palace quaked, on the verge of collapse.

Abyssal Fire surged in all directions, whipping around like it had lost control.

The entire palace teetered on the brink of collapse.

In the king city under the Darkfiend King’s rule, the death of his avatar caused chaos.

Worse still, the poison didn’t dissipate after killing the avatar, but began to slowly spread outward.