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"Satellite thermal imaging system's scanning data shows that there are less than 300 people left on both sides!"

"Alright!"

Hodward suddenly stood up from his seat, his pupils contracting to a dot the size of a needle as he shouted, "This is the so-called synchronous satellite adjusting its coordinates.

"No.1 satellite coordinates location complete!"

"Satellite 2's coordinates positioning complete!"

"Satellite # 3 coordinates complete!"

In the void hundreds of kilometers away from the Demon God Battlefield, there were a total of a hundred space destroyers mounted on military satellites. Traces of electric sparks lingered around the eight needle-like needles.

At the center of the eight three-meter long needles, an artificial synthesized strange crystal was shining with a bright white light. As the white light grew stronger, the electric arcs on the eight needles became more and more dazzling. With a crisp crack, the crystals turned into powder. At the same time, the eight needles emitted electric arcs as thick as an arm.

As the eight bolts of lightning gathered together, they became the size of a bucket!

Under the command of the remote control equipment, every 25 satellites formed a formation, and 25 light beams as thick as water buckets once again gathered together.

Suddenly, four pale white lightning bolts tens of meters thick shot towards the coordinates on the planet at a speed close to the speed of light!

Before this, the battles in the Fiendgod Plane had nearly come to an end.

The stealthy withdrawal of the dragon race experts had brought the disparity in power between the two sides of the gods and demons to a great extent. Under the heavy price of exchanging life for death, under the self-detonation of almost no distinction between friend or foe, although the damage inflicted by the Demon Realm Army was so great that it was hard to imagine, how could the losses of the God Realm be small?

From the low to high levels, after two days of nonstop fighting, the devil realm only had less than a hundred people left, and every one of them were injured. The condition of the God Realm was slightly better, leaving about two hundred people behind. Although each of them carried different degrees of injuries, no Lord God died.

Lan Feng's immortal energy was mostly lost, but the only thing worth celebrating was that he was not injured.

The reason was simple. The eight great Elemental Sovereigns s protected him closely, or it could be said that they had not used their full strength under Lan Feng's orders. Both the Fiendgod and the Fiendgod had seen through this, but both sides had fought to the point where their eyes were bloodshot. How could they have the mind to consider other matters? The resentment they had accumulated for twenty thousand years exploded. All they wanted to do was tear each other into pieces and swallow them together with their bones and flesh!

"Fight, fight, fight with seven injuries and I'll deal with you guys again!"

Lan Feng calculated in his heart as he sat cross-legged on the ground with a cold smile, fully focused on absorbing the Heaven and Earth Fairy Spirit.

The eight Elemental Sovereigns s carefully stood to the side, but no one dared to disturb the two sides. Even though he and the Dragon God had recovered their powers, what could they do other than feel unresigned in their hearts?

They wanted to stop fighting, but the enemy kept attacking, so they couldn't speak first. If this battle continued, when the overall strength of the God Demon Second World was not as strong as Lan Feng's, the result was obvious!

Lan Feng slowly stood up and stretched his body as he coldly looked at the two sides. The immortal qi that was already at its peak suddenly burst forth, and the Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword let out a clear cry. The black and white cyclones in his dantian clashed together at an unbelievable speed, and the golden energy from the Flying Star Technique caused the flying sword to let out an even clearer cry.

A shameless sneak attack!

The true Sword Controlling Technique was an attack technique that was many times faster than a person using a sword. The flying sword turned into a purplish-golden stream of light and pointed towards the head of a demon king.

"Crack!"

Along with the sound of an explosion, the bone crack struggled against the Infernal King of the two Highgods. This fellow whose entire body was covered in injuries and had consumed most of his magic power, had his head pierced by the flying sword. Soon after, the flying sword pierced through his demon spirit, causing a small explosion. The two deities were sent flying a hundred meters away, spitting out blood!

"Lan Feng! "You …"

The War God saw this from afar and was furious. How could he not know that Lan Feng did this on purpose? It must have exploded with power the moment he shattered the Demon Spirit, causing two upper level divine gods to be seriously injured on the spot!

Lan Feng shrugged his shoulders at the War God from a distance and put on a very innocent look, "War God, I am sorry that I accidentally failed to control my energy properly. Fortunately, the two Divine Spirits were only injured a little and did not die yet. "

Aragon was so angry that his entire body started to tremble. He was not able to completely dodge Aragon's sword, and a deep scar was left on his shoulder.

"Father!"

A scream came from afar, it was Bitina who had broken through Lan Feng's restriction.

Two days ago, she was being escorted by Shawk. Once Shawk left, she was thrown towards the Dragon clan. It was only until now, after two days, that she finally woke up from her coma when the power of the restrictions Lan Feng had placed on her body gradually weakened.

The situation in front of her caused her to be extremely saddened. The grand God Tribe only had this many people left. But before she could even get used to it, she saw her father being injured by the God of Darkness, Aragon. She did not know that it was Lan Feng, or else her hatred for the man she loved would have for him increase greatly.

"You!"

The War God was both surprised and happy. When he had sent Bitina to negotiate, he had not seen the start of the war and only thought that Lan Feng had captured her and left her somewhere else. Who would have known that she was actually on the battlefield? Because the great army of the God Realm had joined halfway, they did not discover her.

Aragon was surprised and lost himself in thought. He would never let go of this chance, and within the span of a breath, he used all his strength to attack and release 100 swords. The gloomy aura suddenly increased greatly. As soon as the War God regained his senses and began to fight in panic, there were a few remaining sword beams that he was unable to block.

In a battle between experts, the slightest mistake would lead to a thousand-mile gap!

With Aragon's strength, even if these few sword lights could not kill him, it would be enough to inflict heavy injuries. The war god's heart was filled with despair. As the supreme expert of the God Realm, how could he have thought that there would come a day where he would be killed?

"Come back!"

Lan Feng pulled Bitina who was rushing forward, threw her to the back, and her flying sword turned into a rainbow, striking towards Aragon's remaining sword lights.

He had to admit that Bitina had saved the War God's life!

Although Lan Feng really wanted the two sides of the gods and devils to be completely annihilated, once he thought about the sincerity Bitina showed him, the last bit of emotion he had left in his heart was moved. It didn't mean that he liked Bitina. Even though the deep love he had for her was unacceptable, love was still holy, sincere, and pure. He could reject Bitina, but anyone with even the slightest bit of feelings for him would never be able to ignore the kindness someone had shown him.

After two consecutive days of unending, overload battles, more than half of Aragon's magic power had also been used up, and his attacks were far less tyrannical than when they were at their peak. Under the attacks of the immortal energy, a few sword lights were all sent flying, and the flying sword even circled around once, leaving a scar on Aragon's back, and then flew back into Lan Feng's hands.

He took advantage of the situation to enter!

The attack that Aragon was bent on doing was not effective, instead, it was attacked by the flying sword. If the god given god's conscience did not hold back, then he would not need to dominate the God Realm!

The superartefact's broadsword flashed with a dazzling light, as it pierced towards Aragon at a terrifying speed, leaving only half of the God Power of the War God behind.

"Pfft!"

Looking at the sword body that was pierced through his chest in disbelief, Aragon spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. A ray of black light flew out from the top of his head, and flew away while screaming.

Suddenly, a golden sword light pierced through the air. With a crisp sound, the black light was split in half!

War God was stunned, after three breaths, he revealed a happy expression and shouted, "Demon bastard! Your God of Darkness, the strongest of your Demon World, is dead! The god-race warriors, kill! Kill all of these devils! "

The avatar of Darkness had fallen!

This news was fatal to the people of the Devil Realm. As the strongest of the Demon Realms, Lord God, Aragon was like an existence of faith. If he didn't die, the Demon World would still be alive. His position in the Demon World would be similar to the War God's, who was also the Lord God. The two of them were vaguely the leaders of the God Realm's second realm.

The remaining two hundred troops from the God Realm shook the skies and cheered. It could be predicted that the momentum of the Demon Realm had long been lost as the radiance of the God Realm once again shone.

On the other side, Lan Feng laughed coldly in his heart. He began to issue orders to the fake dead dragon race.

The morale of the God Realm was like a rainbow, and the dragon race faintly moved. At this critical moment, four pillars of light tens of meters thick descended from the sky, taking the shape of a matrix Luoluo at the four corners of a radius of ten kilometers.

Fast!

It was too fast!

The speed of the light wasn't something anyone present could imagine. Thus, no one noticed anything strange until the light beam was in position!

There was no interval, no time to escape, not even enough time to react!

The four beams of light collided with the ground, creating a loud explosion that shook the earth and shook the mountains. With the four corners of the rectangle as the center, space began to shatter.

Extend, extend!

In less than a thousandth of a second, the space within a radius of 20 miles was completely destroyed, turning into the most primitive state of particles. This area was like an artificial black hole, devouring everything in its path: earth, rocks, air, and even light!

The gods and devils that were able to fight to this day were all experts amongst experts. However, in that completely destroyed space, they were actually so weak. There was no resistance, no sound. There was no air to transmit sound, and the lips were just opened and turned to dust by the broken space!