My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

Long Zhenguo suddenly stretched out his hands, and the aura of a Half-Step Totem Level burst forth without reservation!

Four figures, each in different forms but all emanating the same powerful fluctuations of the Half-Step Totem Level, stepped out from the Beast Taming Space behind him.

Even though the Human Race was weak, and the enemy was overwhelmingly strong, to the point of despair!

But courage is always the anthem of humanity!

There was no hesitation in Long Zhenguo's eyes, nor a trace of wavering.

As a leader, this was the responsibility he had to bear!

Even if a bottomless abyss lay ahead, he must step forward!

"Long Zhenguo! If anyone's going for this last battle, it's going to be me!"

Verocan realized that Long Zhenguo intended to go to a death match himself, and shouted with eyes wide open, trying to rush forward to stop him.

However, Long Zhenguo only shook his head slowly, sweeping his gaze over Verocan, and then looking at those human compatriots behind him, who wore expressions of grief, he spoke calmly:

"Kaven, take them away! Remember, the Human Race... never yields!"

Before the words had fully fallen, Long Zhenguo's figure suddenly blurred, and in the next moment stood in the center of the arena as unwavering as a rock!

Almost simultaneously as he landed, that cold mechanical female voice mercilessly resounded:

[First battle of Half-Step Totem Level: Human Race versus the Fierce Beast Clan!]

In the Fierce Beast camp, the giant wolf, completely snow-white and named Frostfang, turned its head to glance at the Cold Snake on the high platform.

Seeing the Cold Snake nod slightly, a cruel grin appeared on Frostfang's face.

Its figure flickered, creating a cold whirlwind as it appeared on stage, facing Long Zhenguo from afar.

It looked at the fully unleashed aura of Long Zhenguo, its scarlet tongue licking its sharp fangs, its voice filled with extreme disdain:

"Human Race? Such a weak race!"

"Your strongest is merely a Half-Step Totem Level waste!"

"You think you deserve to monopolize three Divine Patterns? What a colossal joke!"

Frostfang's voice echoed in the arena, each word like a whip lashing at the heart of the Human Race:

"However..."

"If you weren't so weak, how else would we have the chance to snatch away what does not belong to you? Hahaha!"

Faced with this piercing ridicule, Long Zhenguo's face remained aloof.

He was long accustomed to such disdain.

The law of the jungle was indeed the law of the world.

If he possessed the power to crush everything, how could it come to this?

All of this is because he was not strong enough!

However, this was the Human Race's last battle, and no matter the cost of battle, he was determined to claim victory.

Even if it meant depleting all his scant life force.

He must win!

"Life Burning!"

Long Zhenguo muttered in his heart, the aura around him suddenly surged upward like a volcano, gaining a huge leap!

But his temples, noticeably turning gray at an observable speed!

Once, he sought guidance from Ying Tian.

He might not have Ying Family's bloodline, but....

The method of the Ying Family in burning life force to enhance combat strength, he learned it.

He originally thought this move would be used against the Demon Race.

Unexpectedly.... it was against a Fierce Beast!

But maybe this is fate!

At this moment, the cold female voice spoke again.

[First battle of Half-Step Totem Level: Human Race Long Zhenguo versus Fierce Beast Frostfang, do both parties confirm!]

Frostfang sensed Long Zhenguo's forcibly elevated yet inherently unstable aura, sneering dismissively.

A waste is a waste, even burning life cannot change its essence!

Although it was at the Half-Step Totem Level.... with countless years of accumulation, its power had long reached the Totem Level.

Its true combat strength was not inferior to the Nine Nether Centipede King, one of the four King-level Fierce Beasts.

It simply lacked the ambition to fight for the title of King-level Fierce Beast, allowing the fourth spot to be claimed by the Nine Nether Centipede King.

But now....

A human ant dared to challenge it by burning life force.

Courting death!

"Fierce Beast, confirm!"

Frostfang roared proudly, regarding Long Zhenguo as a meal already in the bag.

Long Zhenguo took a deep breath, adjusting the surging life force and power within him to its peak, his battle intent soaring to the sky!

"Human Race, Long Zhenguo, conf..."

Just as he was about to utter the final "irm" character—

"Boom——!!!"

The sky above the Divine Secret Realm suddenly plunged into complete darkness!

It wasn't clouds covering the sun, but as if all light was devoured by some invisible existence!

Immediately afterward, a massive indescribable vortex filled with the destructive void current tore open in the sky!

Every trace of energy emanating from that vortex made the Totem Level powerhouses present shiver to their souls!

Cold Snake, along with the Demon Race's three Totem Demon Monarchs, all raised their heads in astonishment.

They could clearly sense that even if they were engulfed by this vortex, they would be instantly shredded apart.

"What is that?!"

"Suc…such terrifying Power of Space!"

Exclamations stirred, drawing everyone's full attention to this celestial anomaly!

Amidst everyone's gaze, two figures emerged from the void vortex capable of annihilating everything, stepping out slowly!

The one in front, with black hair and black eyes, calm in expression, was none other than Gu Xing!

Following closely behind, with twelve luminous wings unfurled, incomparably beautiful, was Liu Li!

The moment Liu Li stepped out of the vortex, the last trace of her Power of Destruction Law inside her spread uncontrollably.

Though faint, it carried an unparalleled primordial aura, leaving all who perceived it in shock!

Within the Human Race, Wei Yuan and Lei Zhan were frozen in place upon seeing the familiar figure in the sky.

Gu...Gu Xing!

Without knowing when, the boy much younger than them had become the pillar of the entire Human Race.

Both understood, without Gu Xing, the Human Race wouldn't have today's prosperity.

Previously, with Gu Xing's disappearance.

These human administrators felt the weight on their shoulders suddenly heavily increasing.

But now.... Gu Xing has returned!

Long Zhenguo also stared intently at the figure in the sky.

If there was something that left him uneasy.

It was Gu Xing!

Even though Lilith had told him Gu Xing was fine, but....

Without seeing it with his own eyes, his heart hung in suspense.

But now, seeing Gu Xing return with his own eyes.

Long Zhenguo found that even the slightest worry vanished.

Now, he could confidently face this battle.

In the arena, once you step up, it means the battle has already begun.

It cannot be canceled!

Thus, even if he regretted it now, there was no point.

Meanwhile, Gu Xing, suspended high in the air, with a sweeping gaze comprehended the current situation instantly.

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, resounding clearly throughout the Secret Realm:

"For this battle of the Human Race, I will join!"

Yet, as Gu Xing's voice fell, that mechanical female voice sounded again:

[Once on stage, you can only surrender, not retract!]

[May I ask if the Human Race decides to forfeit this match? Surrender!]

Upon hearing this, a cold arc appeared at the corner of Gu Xing's mouth.

"Soul-devouring!"

He silently commanded in his mind.

In an instant, an indescribable vast aura erupted from Liu Li's body!

Her attribute panel in Gu Xing's consciousness furiously fluctuated!

The four Basic Attributes skyrocketed to a terrifying billion levels like a rocket!

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