My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

The atmosphere above the Imperial Capital was almost suffocating.

In the rift that stretched across the sky, the Demonic Qi surged ever more fiercely.

It spread like ink, dyeing the entire sky into a foreboding dark color.

The whole Longxia Country was shrouded in this suffocating pressure, like the calm before the storm.

Ying Tian gazed at the ever-expanding rift, the furrow in his brow deepening slightly.

The strength of the existing Beast Masters in Blue Star was too weak, if this time the Demon Race descends...

With this thought, a shadow passed through his eyes.

At that moment, all the teachers and students of the National Academy had been deployed to guard the Four-direction Void Gates, leaving only the most dangerous portal of the Imperial Capital for him to oversee personally.

After careful investigation, it was indeed the rift above the Imperial Capital that emitted the most terrifying Demonic Qi—

Which meant, the strongest Demon Race would appear here!

Even so, Ying Tian still straightened his back.

Protecting this land was his lifelong conviction.

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, the rift in the sky trembled violently, and torrential Demonic Qi flooded downward like a burst dam!

The passage was completely opened!

"All units on high alert!"

Ying Tian's commanding shout resounded throughout the Imperial Capital.

The Beast Masters who had long been ready instantly tensed up, countless heavy glances were locked firmly on the sky.

Under the tense gaze of the crowd, a sinister figure broke through the Void—

A tall Demon Race stood in the air, with twisted demon horns on its head and surrounded by pitch-black Demon Patterns.

Upon clearly seeing the figure, Ying Tian's pupils contracted suddenly:

"Monarch... Peak!"

But at that moment, Ying Tian's greatest concern was not the battle situation in the Imperial Capital.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the Void, looking toward the directions of the other four Gates of Space—

There were only a few Fake King Level Beast Masters stationed there.

If a Monarch Level Demon Race appeared...

With this thought, Ying Tian's tightly clenched hand bulged with green veins.

If a Monarch Level Demon Race appeared, all those who went there to obstruct...

Would all die!

And not only that, with the brutality of the Demon Race...

The surrounding cities would also not be spared!

"Rumble—"

With the violent trembling of the space rift, behind that Monarch Peak Demon Race, countless shadows began to emerge:

Commander Level, Extraordinary Level Demons surged like a black tide.

On the other side.

Ying Xinghe's Adam's apple moved, sweat dotted his forehead.

He knew, the Clan Leader must dedicate all his efforts to counter that Demon King, which meant...

The massive amount of Demon Race left would have to be held off by those at Commander Level like them.

"Damn! We're really gonna end up here this time... There are dozens just at Commander Level!"

"Not just at Commander Level, the number of Extraordinary Level Demon Races is equally terrifying!"

"If this space channel cannot be closed... it means a continuous stream of Demon Race will pour forth!"

"No matter, we'll fight until the last moment, these Demon Races can only tread over our corpses."

The Commander Level Beast Masters next to Ying Xinghe looked at the Demon army swarming the sky, the last glimmer of hope in their eyes extinguished.

Originally, against ten or more Commander Level Demon Races, they could still desperately fight.

But at this moment—

Gazing far and wide, in the densely packed Demon Race formation, the aura of Commander Level rose and fell, at least triple the number on their side!

With such a disparity of power, any strategy became a joke.

Chances of victory?

Simply nonexistent.

But Ying Xinghe didn't speak, merely silently summoned his Guardian Beast.

Behind was their homeland, everything they swore to protect at all costs.

This battle could be lost, could lead to death, but...

Retreat was not an option!

At this moment, the leading Demon King Level Demon Race took a deep breath, a look of delight on its face:

"Is this the ancestral land of the Human Race? Even the air is so... sweet."

Its crimson tongue licked over the fangs:

"As long as this land is demonized and the Divine Pattern is converted to Demon Pattern, our task will be complete."

The dozens of Commander Level Demon Races behind it immediately chimed in with flattery:

"With the Demon King himself taking action, isn't this as easy as pie?"

"That old thing is their strongest force, right? Truly pitiful."

"No wonder Lord Demon God has been laying out plans for so long, just so we could enter this region."

"If not for the fact that exterminating all Humans would prevent further generation of two Divine Patterns..."

"We would have wiped out this bunch of Humans long ago."

The Demon Races laughed heartily without regard, not even taking the well-prepared Human Beast Masters seriously.

With such a stark difference in power, how could they possibly lose?!

"No more meaningless talk!"

The leading Demon King Level Demon Race thundered, "If willing to submit to the Demon Race, I may spare your lives!"

Ying Tian's white hair fluttered as he rose into the air, confronting the Demon King:

"The Human Race would rather stand and die than kneel and live!"

"Heh!"

This Demon Race, upon hearing this statement, burst into laughter instantly.

In the past thousands of years, the Demon Race had slaughtered countless races.

Some refused to surrender, but in the end...

They all were utterly eradicated!

And now encountering another race unafraid of death!

Its crimson eyes flashed with cruelty, a demonic claw suddenly swung down:

"Since you won't surrender, then..."

"Massacre here first!"

Exterminating a city would barely affect the Divine Pattern!

This thunderous voice exploded above the Imperial Capital.

In just three days, millions of civilians hardly had time to evacuate.

Countless people on the streets looked up at the Demon army obscuring the sky, eyes full of despair—

Many had never set foot in Alternate Space in their lives, yet they clearly understood that these dreadful monsters were the Human Race's deadliest enemies.

"Finished... all finished..."

"Mom, are we all going to die?"

"Why... why is it happening to us..."

"Oh divine beings, please save us..."

Desperate cries echoed throughout the city.

Upon hearing the words "massacre the city", Ying Tian's eyes turned blood-red instantly.

Without hesitation, he began to burn the remaining life force within himself, pouring it all into his Contracted Beast.

He understood his function was to kill this Monarch Peak Demon Race.

Otherwise...

There would be no hope of turning the tides.

Now he could only wish...

Gu Xing... must not leave the Holy Pool at this juncture!

If Gu Xing, carrying the Divine Pattern, were to appear and fall into Demon Race hands...

The Human Race would truly have no chance of recovery!

Meanwhile, within Longxia Country, other fissures around four Void Gates gradually opened with sinister cracks.

"Boom—"

Pitch-black Demonic Qi spewed forth, figures of the Demon Race broke through the Void and descended.

But somewhat reassuring was—

Those stepping forth from these rifts were, at most, Commander Level Demon Races, no terrifying presence of Monarch Level appeared.

Deep within the Beast Taming Holy Pool, Gu Xing remained oblivious to the dramatic changes occurring in Blue Star.

His entire focus was devoted to the final two Guardian Beasts—

Liu Li was radiant with a brilliant golden Light Cocoon, while Qing Shuang was completely encased in Netherworld Ghost Qi.

Two distinctly yet equally powerful Energy Fluctuations continued to rise intensely!

"Finally... it's about to be completed!"

Gu Xing unconsciously tightened his fist.

He could feel that their breakthrough was at the final moment!

About to break through to Commander Level!!

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