The arrival of powerful figures from the Demon Flame Plane has relieved a considerable amount of pressure on the lords, but this is a one-time event. As time goes by, these powerful figures will fall one after another, and the pressure will once again fall on the lords.
Fortunately, the size of the spatial rift is fixed. Once the throughput reaches its limit, the number of dark creatures appearing each day can no longer increase, and the lords can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as this progress continues, the throughput will decrease as the spatial rifts are repaired. Even without the support of powerful beings from the Demon Flame Plane, they will still be able to withstand the onslaught of dark creatures.
A week later, nearly half of the creatures from the Demon Flame Plane who came to provide support had been killed or wounded, even with the protection of many lords who did their best to minimize their casualties.
Fortunately, the results were encouraging. About one-tenth of the spatial rifts were repaired, the throughput of dark creatures was greatly reduced, and everyone's stress level decreased.
Moreover, as the spatial rift was repaired again, the number of dark creatures emerging from it began to gradually decrease. This was not a decrease in throughput due to the narrowing of the passage, but rather that the dark creatures from the source of darkness were no longer surging out in droves as before.
Even two or three days later, the powerful beings from the Demon Flame Plane who came to provide support were already somewhat idle. The dark creatures emerging from the spatial passage were more than enough for the lords to handle, and they could even spare half of their lords to focus on repairing the spatial rifts.
"This? The dark creatures have given up?" One of the lords was stunned and asked in confusion.
"How could that be? Are you dreaming? You're probably brewing up some big move again, aren't you?" One lord immediately retorted, which was also the opinion of most of the other lords.
"The eighth-tier lord from the Blue Star plane has arrived to provide support!" A day later, Hua Xiyu said with a joyful expression. Hearing this, everyone was relieved. Even if you dark creatures have all sorts of tricks up your sleeve, with an eighth-tier true god in charge, you can't cause any trouble.
Because Ye Chen and his group were repairing the spatial rift, they did not meet with these true gods, but they did see them on the communicator. Two people came, one of whom came from Qin Ming's territory and was a red dragon a thousand meters long.
The other person came from the territory of another chief, and was an orc who was in charge of hunting and winter. This race did not have high growth potential, so to grow to the level of an eighth-order true god, its lord must have put in a lot of effort, and it is even possible that this was the lord's destined clan.
However, even if they reach the eighth-order True God level, there is obviously a gap in strength. Although both are True Gods, the aura of the half-orc is significantly weaker than that of the red dragon. However, the two are actually at the same level, both in the mid-eighth-order stage.
"There are only two of us, so we can only deal with them one by one and help you repair the spatial rift as soon as possible!" the red dragon said, and then he and the orc rushed directly to the No. 1 source of darkness, intimidating all the dark creatures and forcibly starting the repair of the spatial rift.
Although they didn't witness it firsthand, the power of the eighth-order true god still shocked everyone's hearts. He directly and forcibly repaired the spatial rift, something that a seventh-order demigod could not do.
Ye Chen's gaze couldn't help but turn to the Nuwa Palace in the sky and Fengdu City on the ground. Soon, the two's auras have gradually stabilized. He believed that soon there would be two True Gods on the Primordial Star.
"Boom~~~" Just when everyone thought everything was going in a good direction, Ye Chen and Hua Xiyu suddenly felt the entire space tremble. Then, a powerful aura surged out from the spatial rift, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.
"Boom~~~" Another booming sound rang out. The spatial rift that everyone had finally managed to repair was cracking again, showing signs of widening.
"Boom~~~" One booming sound after another rang out, the spatial rift was torn apart bit by bit, the surrounding aura became more and more terrifying, and countless dark creatures emerged from the spatial passage again, as if returning to the scene from a few days ago, but this time it was much more terrifying.
"Retreat! Everyone retreat!" Ye Chen and Hua Xiyu shouted frantically. All the lords were recalling their kin and retreating to the rear. From the dark curtain of the spatial rift, pairs of scarlet eyes opened, and a terrifying and powerful aura was emanating from them.
"Eighth-tier dark creatures? And more than one? Have they gone mad? Aren't they afraid of devouring each other?" Hua Xiyu cursed angrily as they retreated. No one expected that a large number of eighth-tier dark creatures would gather in one place and launch an attack on the spatial rift. This was a rare occurrence.
It is important to understand that dark creatures are inherently competitive and hostile to each other. Without the suppression of higher-level dark creatures, they would continue to fight and devour one another.
Therefore, the higher the level of a dark creature, the less likely it is to venture into the territory of other higher-level dark creatures, as this could easily lead to conflict or even its own demise.
However, from the crimson eyes and powerful auras emanating from the other side of the spatial rift, it can be seen that most of the eighth-order dark gods who invaded the Demon Flame Plane have gathered here, and the remaining dark sources are merely a smokescreen.
"Damn it! How could they have chosen us?" Many people cursed. There were still four dark sources left, and they were the only ones with a one in four chance of being chosen. They could only say they were unlucky.
"Stop talking nonsense! Quickly call for help and get those two eighth-order True Gods to come and stabilize the spatial rift. Otherwise, once the spatial rift is fully opened, so many eighth-order Dark Gods will rush out and we will all die!" a lord shouted. However, before he finished speaking, spatial gates opened around them, and two True Gods crossed space directly to arrive. Hua Xiyu had already sent a message to the two of them immediately.
"Boom~~~" At this moment, under the combined attack of several eighth-order dark creatures, the entire spatial rift had become precarious, and the torn area was already close to the area before Ye Chen and the others repaired it. If it had been any later, the entire spatial rift would probably have been completely torn open.
"Get back here!" the red dragon roared, unleashing a torrent of scalding dragon breath that vaporized countless dark creatures. The attacked spatial passage trembled, revealing even more cracks.
"Whose side are you on? Are you so eager to open a spatial passage and lure out those bastards?" the orc roared, his hands surging with ice, freezing the cracks bit by bit while rapidly repairing them within the ice.
"Hmph!" The red dragon snorted coldly, saying nothing more. Its vertical pupils looked towards the source of darkness, and its huge wings flapped, causing gusts of hot wind to roll, repairing and stabilizing the space from the other end.
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