Chapter 1253: Victory!
Countless demon kings, demon thearchs, and demon sovereigns shouted in shock. At that moment, all the human warriors lost their bearings due to Ao Lu’s explosion and the demons’ shouts. Many of them looked at the blinding light, trembling from the deepest recesses of their soul spirit. How much energy would be released by a seven-hundred-thousand-year-old demon thearch exploding himself?
A frightening force spread out in all directions from the center of where Ao Lu’s body was. Within seconds, everyone within a three-thousand-meter radius was thrown backward. Ao Lu was already prepared to explode himself so he sent many demons away already. The people who were in the vicinity were all humans—disciples of the Wu Clan, the Tu Clan, and the Heaven Nether Sect at that!
The protective layer around Xing Mengwan and company unsurprisingly broke into pieces. All of them were also thrown back by the impact. Xing Mengwan’s divine artifact battle armor wrapped around her body, protecting her from any serious harm. However, all of her internal organs were damaged. She spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Demigods around her were having a much harder time. At least fifteen of their divine shields were broken, causing their bodies to be ripped to shreds. The Demigods who had been standing further away were doing slightly better. Still, more than ten of them had broken divine shields as well, and their bodies were a blur of blood and raw flesh. They resembled broken cloth bags being thrown across the air. One could not even tell if they were dead or alive.
The disciples of the Wu Clan and the Tu Clan were in a much worse state. Both clans started off with at least twenty or so Demigods, many four- or five-star elders, and whole armies. Altogether, they had more than five thousand people. However, after the explosion, all five thousand people were reduced to pieces. Not one of them survived.
The Heaven Monarchs and low-grade demons, who did not have time to run far enough away, were also killed. Ao Lu’s explosion killed tens of thousands of humans and demons altogether, among whom were tens of Demigods. His death was considered worth it.
Countless demons kept shouting. Now that Ao Lu was dead, the demon race harbored no more hope. There would be no miracle. No one would be able to save them from annihilation. They would die sooner or later. One of the demon sovereigns turned into a flash of white light, charging toward a dense group of humans!
Another demon sovereign exploded himself, bringing close to ten thousand humans down with him. This demon sovereign’s self-explosion seemed to trigger a chain effect. Many other demon thearchs and demon sovereigns followed suit, charging toward Demigods and warriors of the Tu Clan, the Wu Clan, the Jian Clan, and the Heaven Nether Sect and then blowing themselves up. They were going to die either way so they might as well make the humans suffer.
Therefore, there was a magnificent scene in the Endless Deep Sea. Countless demons charged as fast as they could toward the human army and blew themselves up wherever there were the most people.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
As if a fuse was lit, explosions were happening all over the place. Out of the tens of millions of demons, only twenty million remained. Out of the twenty million, about ten million exploded themselves. One could only imagine the scene of ten million demons exploding themselves. It was so frightening that the surviving human warriors knew they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
The North Thearch, Beast Thearch, and Sword Thearch began to wish they were dead. Each of their clans suffered huge injuries. The army formed out of their disciples and servants numbered about six or seven million. They sent nearly all their formidable martial artists out for battle. Yet, after this series of explosions, their clans already lost at least five million people.
The North Thearch waved his divine saber around, attacking without rest. He tried to kill as many demon sovereigns as possible before they could explode. However, in such a short time, he could only kill so many demons. At last, he only killed about ten thousand of them. His ears were ringing from the explosive sounds, which had not stopped since Ao Lu exploded.
After a long moment…
The entire Endless Deep Sea quieted down. Apart from the ten million demons who ran away out of fear, the other demons had all self-exploded. Almost all the demon sovereigns were dead. Ao Lu also died in battle. The demon race was heavily injured. They would take hundreds of thousands of years to recover from this battle at the minimum.
As the North Thearch and company scanned the surroundings with their divine senses, their expressions became bitter. The entire human army numbered fifty million, and yet less than half of them remained. What’s more, all the Demigods were either dead or severely injured. There were only a handful of Demigods from their three clans left. Even the Beast Thearch’s son, the Beast Emperor, was dead!
Xing Mengwan was dressed in elegant battle armor. Fresh blood was still dripping down from the corners of her mouth, causing her to look beautiful in a different way. At that moment, her eyes were clouding over. She looked out at the countless bodies and dismembered limbs in the sea, which was dyed red with blood. Wiping the blood from her mouth, she smiled bitterly. It was almost as if she was wondering if she did the right thing.
“Did we win? Did we finally win?”
A Clan Head of a small clan felt lucky to be alive. He looked around at the battleground and mumbled to himself, dazed. “Why can’t I feel a single ounce of joy from this victory? What’s the meaning of winning like that?”
“A huge calamity!”
Tang Shenji did not die. The Demigods of the Tang Clan were not too seriously injured as well. This was only because the Tang Clan did not go all out against the demons, and the demons—as a result—did not go near them to explode.
At that moment, he closed his eyes. He could not bring himself to look at the heart-wrenching scene before his eyes. He suddenly realized something: a huge calamity? In each of the two Holy Wars, more than half of the human army would perish in battle. This, in itself, was a huge calamity.
“That’s right. We’ve won. The human race has won. We’ve successfully annihilated the demons! Today, everyone who survived the battle is a hero. Your names will go down in history, and you will be honored forever. You will be known for the sacrifices that you have made!”
The North Thearch shouted in a low voice. Fervently and enthusiastically, he said, “We successfully survived through this huge calamity. We’ve protected the human race, our own clans, and our own homes! The demon race will never cause trouble for us again. However… our battle is not over. Everyone, please gather your courage. Our biggest enemy is Jiang Yi, who is at Snow Region right now! There are still countless betrayers who have escaped to the Snow Region. If we don’t kill Jiang Yi, the human race will never enjoy peace.
“We have one last battle to fight. All fighters, please freshen up and clean up the battlefield! Aside from this… you are free to take all the celestial stones and valuables from Mystic Martial City as your reward!”
The dazed human warriors were instantly brought back to reality with the North Thearch’s words. His last line, in particular, caused most of them to feel alive again. They decided not to think too much about things first. Under the leadership of the Sword Thearch and the Beast Thearch City, they swept the battlefield, rescued casualties, and raided Mystic Martial City. They collected countless celestial stones and looked forward to returning home to enjoy the fruits of their labor.
Tang Shenji and the Clan Head of the Xuan Clan exchanged a knowing look. They smiled bitterly. So many people had been killed in the battle earlier. Was the North Thearch still intending to send more humans to their deaths?
There were thousands of ancient clans in the Snow Region, and many Demigods as well. If they were to go all out against the people in Snow Region, how many of the continent’s warriors would there be left? If the army went to Snow Region, there would be bloodshed for sure. What was the point of killing so many people?
At this moment…!
Tang Shenji and many other elders felt genuinely confused. Given the current situation, the North Thearch would easily take control of the entire world. If that was the case, why would he still want to fight? Did he really want all the continent’s humans to be killed? If they all died, was there still a point in ruling the world?