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Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Powerhouses Clash, Escape from the Void Area

Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Powerhouses Clash, Escape from the Void Area

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The Skyline Continent was a world targeted by the gods. The presence of other races descending upon it meant that the continent's destruction was imminent.

This realization filled the Demon Race powerhouse, Beelzebub, with excitement.

If the Skyline Continent were to fall, it would signal the emergence of the Ultimate Treasure. If he could obtain it, he could become The Overseer, elevating the Demon Race above all other

races.

And the world John was from would be the next target of the gods' plunder.

Cand-Dragon glanced at Beelzebub and said, "Beelzebub, my Beast Clan has already launched an attack on the gods. Would you like to join me in dealing with them?"

"Not interested," Beelzebub declined flatly, a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

John looked at Beelzebub, feeling a strong dislike for the man. He spoke up, "Senior, members of your Demon Race are here as well. Michelle and others led the Demon Race in attacking the gods' domain. That's the only reason I was able to rescue you all. The situation is dire."

"My Demon Race is here too?" Beelzebub's eyes brightened immediately. He shouted, "All Demon Race powerhouses, follow me and fight our way out!"

With a furious roar, he led the gods of the Demon Race out of the sealed grounds.

Cand-Dragon also led the Beast Clan powerhouses away.

Only the human gods from the Skyline Continent remained. The leading upper-tier god glanced at John but said nothing further.

"Let's go." With a single command, he led the gods of the Skyline Continent away as well. However, they did not join the battle between the Beast Clan, the Demon Race, and the gods. Instead, they left the Eternal Forest, returning to the Skyline Continent.

Sensing an opportunity, John also left the sealed grounds, reappearing in the Void Area. Boom! Boom!

Deafening explosions reverberated around him, filled with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The entry of the Beast Clan and the Demon Race powerhouses into the fray instantly reversed the situation.

The forces of the gods-comprising the Angel Race, Dark Humans, and the Orcs-were no match.

In mere moments, hundreds of lower-tier gods had already been slain.

The gods' defeat was almost a foregone conclusion.

"Godslayer!" At that moment, Tony retreated to John's side, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. His aura was weak, clearly indicating he had been injured.

This level of battle was simply not one a demigod-level being like him could participate in.

He asked anxiously, "What about The Immortals? Why haven't I seen any sign of them?"

John shook his head, frustration evident in his voice. "I couldn't find the bodies of any Immortal-level beings."

"What?" Tony's face paled. He swallowed down a mouthful of blood and said, "Then how did you manage to resurrect the powerhouses of the Beast Clan and the Demon Race?"

John was puzzled and asked, "Is there something wrong with that?"

Tony let out a bitter laugh and explained, "Do you really think the gods alone could have slain powerhouses from all these different races?"

John froze, suddenly struck by a thought. He asked in astonishment, "You mean... these beings were all killed by The Immortals?"

Tony nodded grimly. "The gods' strongest warrior, that Overseer, only appeared later- created by the Shadow Clan specifically to deal with The Immortals. Without The Immortals' deterrence, do you really think these beings would let you walk away so easily?"

John frowned deeply, sensing the gravity of the situation. He asked, "Then what should we do now?"

"Hide, and go as far away as you can," Tony advised.

But John remained silent. He couldn't simply run and hide. Although he had obtained the legacy of The Immortals, there was no guarantee that these gods wouldn't find another way to connect their world to Earth. He had to stop this.

Just as he was about to speak, an overwhelming aura descended from the direction of the grand hall, engulfing the entire Void Area.

"Enough!" A furious shout echoed as a man with purple hair appeared, instantly suppressing both sides of the battle.

It was Heidern, the strongest of the gods and also an Overseer. He had already slaughtered all the Hunters.

His icy gaze swept over the sudden appearance of the Beast Clan and Demon Race powerhouses. "Beelzebub, Cand-Dragon- are you sure you want to aid The Immortals and become enemies of the gods?"

Beelzebub frowned and looked at Heidern warily, his expression cautious. He asked suspiciously, "The Immortals? What Immortals?"

Heidern's gaze pierced through the crowd and locked onto John. Pointing at him, he said coldly, "This little guy is The Immortals."

"What?" Beelzebub shouted in shock, his eyes narrowing. A long spear formed from condensed dark power laws shot toward John with a whistle, appearing before him in the

blink of an eye.

Tony's face turned pale. Without a second thought, he stepped in front of John to block the

attack.

Buzz!

The air trembled, but before the black spear could touch Tony, it disintegrated into

nothingness.

A man in a black robe appeared-it was Cand-Dragon.

John breathed a sigh of relief. He had sensed the terrifying soul power in that black spear; it could have easily annihilated both him and Tony.

Cand-Dragon looked at Beelzebub calmly and said, "This little guy saved us. No matter what, he's our benefactor."

"But he's The Immortals!" Beelzebub's gaze was icy. Darkwings unfurled behind him as he glared down at Cand-Dragon from above. "Have you forgotten what happened to your Beast Clan because of The Immortals?"

Cand-Dragon glanced at John, then responded lightly, "The Immortals are reduced to this single kid. He's not a threat. What's more important now is to deal with the gods."

He then turned his gaze toward Heidern, his body brimming with the terrifying power of the Beast Clan, battle intent surging.

"Heh, do you really think you're a match for me?" Heidern raised his hand slightly. Winds roared and lightning crackled in his palm, as if a miniature world were forming in his grasp. Seeing this, both Cand-Dragon and Beelzebub's expressions changed drastically.

The Overseer could command an entire domain. Within this domain, he was an invincible

existence.

"Hmph, my Demon Race won't meddle in this matter. We're leaving," Beelzebub snorted coldly and, with a wave of his hand, led the powerful Demon Race beings away, disappearing

in an instant.

The battlefield was left with only the gods' forces and the Beast Clan facing off against each

other.

Heidern turned his gaze to Cand-Dragon and spoke calmly, "Cand-Dragon, you're no match for me, and I have no desire to make things difficult for you. Hand over this human, and I'll let

you leave in peace."

"Lord—no, we can't..." Tony's expression changed as he started to speak, but Cand-Dragon silenced him with a wave of his hand.

Facing Heidern, Cand-Dragon's eyes turned cold. "I've never liked being threatened, and I'm quite curious to see just how powerful an Overseer truly is!"

He raised his hand, and a long, black spear materialized. Dark dragon-shaped shadows swirled along the spear's shaft, the icy tip pointing menacingly at Heidern hovering in the air.

Boundless battle intent surged.

Boom! Boom!

Even before they clashed, the sheer force of their auras colliding caused the space around them to tremble violently. Mid-tier gods caught between them spat blood, scrambling to

retreat from the shockwaves.

Fortunately, John was hiding behind Cand-Dragon, sparing him from the brunt of the impact.

Suddenly, a black dragon's shadow and a blinding white bolt of lightning shot forth, colliding

with each other in mid-air.

Buzz!

A deafening hum reverberated through the air as the space at the point of impact shattered, forming a massive rift that began to devour everything around it.

This wasn't an ordinary spatial tear-it was a rift in the void itself. Any lifeform sucked into it would be doomed, annihilated without a trace.

Several weaker lower-tier gods couldn't resist and were swallowed by the rift, disappearing

into nothingness, their auras extinguished, completely eradicated. "Cough!" Cand-Dragon coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered back slightly.

He looked up at Heidern, who was floating effortlessly in mid-air, and said solemnly, "An Overseer, a master of a domain, truly lives up to his reputation."

"Hmph!" Heidern snorted coldly and said, "Cand-Dragon, I don't want to be your enemy.

This is your last chance-leave my Void Area."

Cand-Dragon glanced at John standing behind him and then turned back to Heidern. "I'm

taking this human with me."

Heidern narrowed his eyes slightly, pausing for a moment before replying, "Fine, I'll give you this one concession. Remember, this is the last time I'll show you mercy." Cand-Dragon said nothing more. With a wave of his hand, a vast surge of spatial power enveloped John and the rest of the Beast Clan powerhouses, and they disappeared from the

Void Area in an instant.

"Lord Heidern, the Beast Clan is incredibly powerful. Why did you let them go?" one of the gods asked, looking at Heidern in confusion.

"Cough!" Heidern suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and his body swayed unsteadily. It was clear that his injuries were even more severe than Cand-Dragon's. "Lord Heidern, you're... injured?" Several of the god-level powerhouses' expressions changed dramatically. They immediately surrounded Heidern, their voices filled with

concern.

Heidern weakly shook his head and replied, "I underestimated those Hunters. Their attack methods were too bizarre. My soul has been wounded. If Cand-Dragon and Beelzebub had joined forces just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold them off." "Then what should we do now?" one of them asked anxiously.

Heidern was their sole pillar of support. If something happened to him, the gods wouldn't stand a chance against the combined forces of the Demon Race and the Beast Clan. "Don't worry, these injuries won't pose a real threat to me." Heidern took out a handkerchief

and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "I need to go into seclusion for a while. Keep a close eye on the movements of the Beast Clan and the Demon Race during this time.

Especially the Dark Humans-relocate all demigod-level and above powerhouses to the Void

Area."

"Thank you, Lord Heidern!" A Dark Humans upper-tier god nearby immediately expressed gratitude.

They had betrayed the Demon Race in the past, causing severe casualties among them. Now that Beelzebub had been resurrected, he definitely wouldn't let them off easily. "There's one more thing," Heidern continued, turning to a fourteen-winged angel at his side. "Ling Xiao, keep a close watch on the Ancient Battlefield Ruins. The Immortals' seal has been broken there, and I'm worried that the Shadow Clan might descend at any moment."

"Yes, Lord Heidern. I understand." Ling Xiao nodded and then vanished instantly. "Lord Heidern, what about that Godslayer?" another god asked.

John's actions had inflicted heavy losses on the gods and their subordinate races. It was a

bitter pill for them to swallow.

Heidern's brow furrowed. He, too, harbored a deep hatred for John.

But he was uncertain about the Beast Clan's stance. If Cand-Dragon insisted on protecting

John, there was little Heidern could do.

"Leave him be for now. Everyone keep a low profile for the next few days. Don't provoke the Beast Clan, the Demon Race, or the human race of the Skyline Continent." Heidern gave another warning. To him, John was still weak. Even if he had ties to The Immortals, he posed no significant threat. What he worried about most was the Shadow Clan.

With that, Heidern turned back and returned to the grand hall to begin his seclusion, focused on healing his soul injuries. The Shadow Clan could descend at any moment, and he needed to

recover as quickly as possible.

...

Outskirts of the Eternal Forest.

Cand-Dragon and the other Beast Clan powerhouses suddenly appeared.

John was among them, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Grateful, he said, "Thank you,

Senior, for saving my life."