Chapter 975: The Reinforcements Arrive

The pyramids that revolved around the death spirits activated their protective protocols and spawned transparent shields around them.

The death spirits looked around, perplexed by what was going on, when long scars suddenly appeared on the surfaces of the pyramids, causing them to fall from the sky.

The death spirits began to sweat. Gold Comet had moved so quickly that none of the death spirits had been able to react. If not for the pyramids' automated protective systems, the death spirits would have died.

While the death spirits shook in fear, Gold Comet turned back and brandished its scythes in preparation for a second assault. Just as the death spirits raised their scepters, sparkling with purple light, their heads fell from their necks.

After the slaughter of the death spirits, Gold Comet flew toward the death spirits' battleships. Scars began to appear on the surface of those ships, which likewise began to fall from the sky.

Gold Comet whizzed through the air, criss-crossing the domain of the death spirits' battleships. Where it flew by, a battleship would fall. It dominated over the battlefield, moving so quickly that no battleship could catch up to it. A banquet of slaughter unfolded.

The frost spirit commander was likewise in a heated battle, but he didn't shine in comparison to Zhang Lie and Gold Comet. Although he was close to the level of a superior king, that difference was a steep boundary he had yet to cross.

As the scales of victory tipped toward the allied forces, something unusual occurred.

More and more octahedral battleships appeared in the sky, so densely packed that they appeared to be a black cloud. Zhang Lie didn't count them carefully, but there had to be at least a few hundreds of thousands of them.

Even Zhang Lie couldn't help but praise, "As expected of an existence that can destroy superior worlds—they have the power to back up their invasion."

Even after destroying Blood Heaven, the death spirits were still able to keep fighting against the allied superior worlds.

If any other pair of superior worlds were to fight with each other, they would both suffer massive losses and be unable to do anything for the short term. The death spirits, however, retained much of their power.

It was evident that the death spirits had long since possessed power beyond that of an ordinary superior world. Furthermore, the death spirit king, who wielded the most power among the death spirits, had yet to make his appearance.

Zhang Lie was getting a headache—the war against the death spirits was playing out completely differently compared to in his past life.

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In his past life, the death spirits' war had spread throughout the realm. Zhang Lie hadn't participated in the initial assault, only in the subsequent resistance against the death spirits.

If he remembered correctly, in his past life, the allied superior worlds had waged a particularly large battle against the death spirits. They had won, but it was a Pyrrhic victory, particularly for the alien forces. Only one in ten survived the mythical battle.

The death spirits didn't have an easy time, either. After the allied superior worlds suffered a tremendous defeat, they were forced to source more cannon fodder from the rest of the third realm.

It was difficult for Zhang Lie to deal with so many battleships by himself. The pyramids that floated around the battleships merged into a cohesive whole, sparkling with purple light.

Just then, behind the death spirits, wormhole after wormhole opened up.

Blinding sunlight illuminated the shattered battlefield as thousands of suns appeared from one wormhole. On closer inspection, these suns turned out to be giant sunbirds, flaring with golden light. Tens of thousands of chariots emerged, like a flood composed of solar flares.

The horses tethered to the chariots themselves gave off golden light. Their mane looked like golden flames. They galloped through the air, leaving a trail of flame behind them. Within each chariot were mighty warriors dressed in golden armor. Despite the solar king's odious personality, Zhang Lie had to admit that his troops had outstanding flair.

The solar corps—these were the elite troops of the solar world, comparable to the frost spirits' army of the white world.

During the meeting between the superior kings, Zhang Lie had destroyed fifty of these sunbirds in one fell swoop, but this was no major accomplishment. They were elites of the solar king, but just that—they didn't represent the forces that the solar king could truly bring to bear.

In fact, the solar king had tens of thousands of such sunbirds—the larger part of which was currently present on the battlefield.

Zhang Lie had fought with the solar corps in his past life, and he had at least a basic understanding of them, though much of what he knew had been learned from his comrades-in-arms.

The frost spirit commander gritted his teeth. "They sure picked a good time to appear."

The suns in the sky burst with piercing light, creating a solar storm twenty times the size of the one Zhang Lie had experienced. The blinding light covered up the sky and illuminated the depths of space.

The shattered battlefield trembled. Boulders were melted by the intense heat and light. Space was shot through. The golden storm swept through everything in sight like a disaster.

The death spirits immediately shielded themselves with a barrier of black twisters, which absorbed the power of the solar storm and turned golden. Tens of thousands of battleships stood firm against thousands of sunbirds. The battleships, thanks to their massive numerical advantage, were able to defend against the onslaught of light and heat.

The frost spirit commander sneered. "For the good of the realm, brothers, we'd better help these weaklings!"

The frost spirit commander laughed shrilly, summoning a blizzard and staggering the enemies with a combination of bone-chilling frost and soul-piercing pain. A layer of frost formed over the shattered battlefield, and the blizzard swept over the barrier formed by the death spirits' battleships.

The barrier was incapable of handling the simultaneous antipodal attacks, which exploded in a burst of heat and a wave of cold. Snow began to fall from the skies, but it melted and turned to rain before it could land on the ground.

The frost spirits' combined attack, in conjunction with the thousands of sunbirds, was as strong as Zhang Lie's [Fists of the Silent Sea: Soar]. However, there were far more of the death spirits' battleships to contend with here—tens of thousands of them, as opposed to the hundreds that Zhang Lie had obliterated.

The solar corps arced across the air in a stream of flames, leaving behind a glowing trail. The solar warriors held long spears, killing groups of black spirits with every thrust.

Any spirit struck by the spear would be burned by golden solar flames.

A second wormhole opened, unleashing a huge group of aliens fleeing from something behind them with identical looks of terror on their faces. Behind the aliens was an outpouring of black fog, which covered up half the battlefield near-instantly.