Ultragene Warlord

"It's not the time to be gossiping about others!" Zhang Hanxiang, who had returned to combat, warned the gossiping hunters.

A blizzard formed around Zhang Hanxiang. Her hands glowed brightly in blue, freezing heaven and earth and sending the battlefield into the deep of winter. A burst of icy energy emanated from her, freezing large patches of the black spirits.

Hong Xi manifested a silver blade with her genetic energy. Subsequently, she activated [The Elusive Moon], then followed swiftly behind Zhang Hanxiang with a superior-grade illusory leopard soulshard. In the blink of an eye, she appeared before the black spirits.

"[The Hidden Moon]!" The sword, imbued with moonlight, seemed to cut apart a silvery veil in the sky.

Upon seeing the huge gap in the death spirits' encirclement, and the flood of forces that were now pouring into the battlefield, Zhang Lie commanded, "Toss the blood demons in!"

Zhang Lie was waiting for a good opportunity to deal with these traitors; the aliens too had been anticipating it.

"I'll send you all off, then!" Zhang Lie appeared right in front of the blood demons.

The blood demons begged for mercy, trying to demonstrate remorse for what they had done, but Zhang Lie ignored them all. The blood demons had caused the death of four million allied forces, and they would have to pay a commensurate price.

The blood demons were unable to resist as Zhang Lie grabbed them and threw them toward the gray monstrosities of the unclean world.

As the aliens watched the blood demons trace out arcs through the sky before landing amidst the monstrosities, they began to cheer, as though they had finally exacted their revenge.

Whether or not the blood demons would end up in the midst of the black spirits, the gray monstrosities, or somewhere in their vicinity would depend on luck.

Even though the captain of the solar corps had perished, the solar corps remained on the battlefield.

A new leader was chosen from among the corps, who would command the battle in lieu of their fallen captain. Piercing golden light covered up the sky and illuminated the void. A radiant storm, like a flood of gold, manifested over the battlefield.

The frost spirits laughed shrilly. They summoned a blizzard which merged with the radiant solar storm and tore apart huge numbers of black spirits and battleships.

A voice came from the death spirit flagship. "The blood lord, that useless bastard! His plan failed!"

The black bat into which Nightdemon had transformed flew around the flagship, laughing. "It looks like it's the end for you, then."

Zhang Hanxiang leapt upward to avoid a black spirit's attack. She conjured a pair of ice skates out of ice, then began gliding over the frozen ground, gaining momentum with every slide. Her body was as limber and agile as an acrobat's. 

Zhang Hanxiang moved so quickly that she left a series of afterimages behind her wherever she went. Where she passed, black spirit after black spirit would fall.

With the inclusion of the allied forces, the battle grew rather disfavorable to the death spirits. The allied forces, which should have been destroyed by the blood lord's betrayal, had appeared unscathed. Once they joined the battlefield, the death spirits lost their numerical advantage.

After the coffin-carrier sent black rain pouring down from the skies, a gigantic black skeletal arm emerged from the coffin and grabbed a hold of the bottom of the death spirit flagship. The flagship shook, as though the skeletal arm were trying to pull it all the way down to the ground.

The nearby battleships continuously fired their purple lasers at the coffin, but the coffin-carrier seemed to be somehow immune to their attacks. The purple lasers had no obvious effect on it.

The battleships surrounding the flagship subsequently made their move. They rushed toward the coffin-carrier and continuously battered it until it stumbled back.

There were six such battleships in all, each octahedral, but they were dozens of times larger than an ordinary death spirit battleship.

Nightdemon flew toward the flagship, widened his mouth, and launched a supersonic wave at the flagship that caused it to rock violently. As the battleships flew toward Nightdemon, he immediately retreated.

Zhang Lie snapped his fingers. "Go, Gold Comet!"

Gold Comet had been eager to make a move. It rubbed its scythes against each other in anticipation. The next moment, it morphed into a beam of gold that ricocheted around the battlefield, leaving a long scar on the flagship.

The battleships tried to chase after it, but they were simply too slow.

Nightdemon took the opportunity to launch another attack at the flagship, forcing the battleships to return—until Gold Comet attacked as well. Despite the fact that Gold Comet's scythes weren't able to do much damage to the flagship, it was able to attack in rapid succession, and move so quickly that none of the battleships could catch it.

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Nightdemon and Gold Comet were like mosquitoes that nipped their target and then quickly flew off, prioritizing their safety over dealing damage.

None of the battleships were able to catch the two of them, and they eventually gave up on doing so. Instead, they surrounded the flagship and began to move more and more rapidly, forming a barrier of wind around it. Zhang Lie was intimately familiar with this tactic: they were generating twisters of wind that would shield the flagship.

If the battleships were allowed to continue what they were doing, a twister of immense size would swallow up the battlefield, absorbing both the black spirits and the allied forces.

The commanders of the various allied forces certainly weren't about to let such a disaster occur.

The coffin-carrier stumbled forward once more. The skeletal arm that protruded from the coffin swept apart two battleships, and Nightdemon dealt with one on his own.

At this critical moment, even Wilbow couldn't remain idle any longer. He blasted aside one of the battleships. The frost spirit commander likewise took action, sending a punch forward and freezing half a battleship before being knocked aside.

Zhang Lie also did his part.

"[The Boundless Blade: Yawning Wave]!" He extended his pointer finger like a sword, and water-attuned genetic energy gathered around it. As he waved his finger, sword energy erupted like a wave, accompanied by a giant shark. The sword energy pierced through a battleship, and the shark devoured it whole.

"Don't think you can get away with this!" a voice roared from the flagship.

Wilbow smiled coldly. "And why not?"

"Do you really think you can win? All of you, die!" The entire flagship burst with light. A tremendous amount of energy gathered within it, causing Zhang Lie's face to go pale.

As the flagship made its move, the other battleships all stopped what they were doing, ignored the enemies before them, and spread out all over the battlefield. They wrapped themselves up in black cloth bandages, turning into large black orbs, as they fled the flagship.

Hundreds, thousands of purple lasers shot out of the flagship like a light show.

The superior worlds' commanders didn't expect the sudden attack, which happened too quickly for them to do anything about. Nightdemon and Wilbow were sent flying from the impact of the purple lasers, while the coffin-carrier was smashed into the ground by them.

All those around the flagship, be they aliens, black spirits, or even the nearby battleships, were struck by the purple lasers. The battleships, shielded by their layers of black bandages, bounced away, whereas the aliens and black spirits were annihilated entirely.