The entire southern city was shaking as hydrogen bombs, which could once easily destroy a city, exploded one after another on this ravaged land.
Destruction and death suddenly became the main theme of the city.
Mushroom clouds bloomed on the horizon, and just then, a dark shadow rushed toward the throne in the sky.
"Lu Xingyu!"
Jiang Yuan felt a surge of respect. He hadn't expected Lu Xingyu to be so decisive, calmly facing death with his faith in his country and family.
Boom! A mushroom cloud rose in the sky, and the entire southern city was moved several meters. This was the last collision between human technology and alien civilization, because it was the limit of human technology.
"They're just ants, no matter how much they jump around, they're still just ants!"
The mushroom cloud in the sky vanished instantly, the throne remained unmoved, and the demon lord upon it was completely unaffected.
If a mushroom cloud can destroy South City once, then South City experienced eighteen destructions in just three minutes.
However, due to the energy intensity after activation, the actual lethal range of a hydrogen bomb is only within five kilometers of the explosion center; beyond that, it can only cause serious injury rather than direct death.
Seventeen hydrogen bombs that exploded amidst the beast tide nearly destroyed most of the alien races. However, after the explosions, an even denser black aura emanated from the throne. Those alien races that did not die became even more frenzied, and their cultivation levels rose sharply. Those in the Void Spirit Realm leaped to the True Spirit Realm in one fell swoop, while those in the True Spirit Realm leaped to the Heavenly Spirit Realm in one fell swoop.
The Demon Lord had no intention of letting Jiang Yuan win!
"Damn it!" Jiang Yuan was furious, but he was helpless. The Demon Lord's strength far exceeded his imagination. Even when Lu Xingyu risked his life to detonate a nuclear bomb, he still couldn't kill the Demon Lord. One can imagine what kind of devastating blow the people of Nancheng would face once the Demon Lord entered the scene.
South City Base
The survivors were initially excited when they saw the mushroom cloud rise, but the black mist that followed completely extinguished their hopes.
"Heavenly Spirit Realm!"
Little Fatty and Leng Yue looked at everything before them with bitterness, knowing that this battle was no longer necessary.
"Refine the blood of the Demon God!" Liu Zhaodi, who was holding the God-Slaying Spear, suddenly said.
Moreover, she acted even faster as she spoke, having already refined half of the Demon God's blood. Currently, only by refining the Demon God's blood could she win this round.
After realizing Liu Zhaodi's actions, Ning Yanlan slammed her scepter into Liu's stomach, shattering the demonic blood power that had just been refined into her body. At the same time, she warned, "You're no good. Your will is too weak. A few blows and you'll be demonized!"
"I'll do it!" The chubby boy shakily took out a bag of demon blood, which contained over a hundred pieces.
"Me too!"
Leng Yue's expression also hardened.
"Give me a soul seed from your soul!" Ning Yanlan made an impolite request.
"Why?"
Both Xiao Pang and Leng Yue looked puzzled.
"When you die, this soul seed will serve as your last token in this world!" Ning Yanlan said calmly. As for her true purpose, only she herself probably knows.
"Give it to her!"
Leng Yue took the lead by splitting off one percent of her soul power as a soul seed and giving it to Ning Yanlan, and Xiao Pang did the same.
Ning Yanlan put away the soul seed, then transmitted a mantra into their brains, explaining, "This is a divine decree to suppress demonic transformation. You can use it to refine the blood of the demon god. As for how long it will last, that depends on your own will!"
The higher the realm, the weaker the enhancement of the demon god's blood becomes. In fact, once you reach the god realm, the enhancement becomes negligible. However, a small enhancement does not mean a weaker degree of demonization. On the contrary, the further you go, the harder it is to control yourself, eventually leading to the degeneration into a demon puppet lost in power.
"Zhao Di, stop refining the Demon God's blood. The two of us are enough!" Leng Yue patted Liu Zhao Di's shoulder, pretending to be relaxed.
"Damn it, your fat man is here!"
In an instant, Little Fatty refined dozens of pieces of demon god blood, and then charged towards the alien race while refining them.
"But I must protect Nancheng in Jiang Yuan's place!" Liu Zhaodi gripped the God-Slaying Spear nervously. She hadn't seen much killing, and was clearly not as experienced as Leng Yue and the others in this situation.
"We're still here!" Leng Yue stopped Liu Zhaodi, then refined the Demon God's blood to fight against the alien race.
The boy who slays the dragon will one day become the dragon himself. Little Fatty and Leng Yue understand this deeply, but they have no choice in the matter.
In the twenty-second hour, only one hour remained until the agreement between Jiang Yuan and the Demon Lord. In other words, the fate of Nancheng would be revealed in one hour.
Judging from the current situation, the South City still has a chance to win. So far, only three hundred people remain of the Oath Alliance, with more than two thousand dead. The North City Alliance forces have all been wiped out, with only Shangguan Ya remaining. Even the Alliance Elder had his head smashed by a foreign warrior during the war. As for the Crimson Blood Army, they also fought to the last man. They had no organization or units and were almost completely wiped out.
The only survivors numbering over a million were the civilians of the southern city; a full two million civilians hid behind this defense line forged in blood.
A line of defense; in front lies hell, and behind lies the human world.
Eighteen hydrogen bombs wiped out most of the alien races, and with Little Fatty and Cold Moon's demonic transformation reaching the ninth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, the situation was under control.
"Hahaha, come on, let's kill your fat grandpa!"
Little Fatty was dozens of feet tall, a true giant, but his body was completely devoid of healthy flesh, and his disheveled, crazed appearance made him seem like a demon.
Demonization is an extremely torturous process. Both Little Fatty and Leng Yue endure unimaginable pain. They constantly use divine pronouncements to weaken the demonization, but their souls feel as if they have been torn to pieces. Even if they don't become demonized in the end, their fate won't be much better.
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