The Rise of the Black Plain



Boom!

When the Demigod and Minos' weapons touched, the two stopped in their positions for a moment. But then, as several blades flew out in different directions, the Divine Sword exploded.

Minos felt the thud of this fusion and made a painful expression but tried to ignore the feeling in his body to direct his spiritual blades toward his opponents.

His body was thrown far away, while the Demigod who attacked him felt his hands hurt as he held his own weapon.

He also flew in the opposite direction of his attack but much slower than Minos.

'What a wretch! He still managed to get himself...' He thought as he endured the pain in his hands and felt his spiritual weapon cracking.

But when he least expected it, a sharp, icy sensation spread through his being.

The other two Demigods were faster, and upon sensing the Spatial Sword's blades, they quickly used their strength to dodge them or even defend themselves.

However, this man who had attacked Minos had failed to notice the same thing as his allies, and upon looking at his own body, he saw a sword blade wedged into his back!

"What?" He exclaimed as he tasted blood in his mouth.

"Quick! Get back to your positions!"

Finally, someone from Minos' group shouted this, noticing that their battle there was not over.

Many of their opponents had died, but there were still three people stronger than them standing!

They were closer than ever to achieving their victory and the reward of 500,000 high-grade crystals, and they couldn't weaken just now.

The first of them to realize the situation immediately manipulated space and appeared behind the Demigod who had struck Minos.

This person used what looked like a large spiritual hammer to strike the blade on his opponent's back.

Pow!

"Aaaaagh!"

Four other peak Spiritual Sages appeared around that man, manipulating space as they pinned each of this Demigod's limbs.

One appeared above that person's head while his hands were ablaze.

"Time to die, Demigod!"

Another hammering struck Minos' spiritual blade when suddenly such a thing pierced through the chest of that Demigod in agony being blocked by those level 89 Spiritual Sages.

Simultaneously, another 16 level 89 Sages split evenly between the two remaining Demigods, quickly following the strategy trained over the past weeks, attacking space and causing those opponents to sink into the space fabric.

In the midst of this, before Minos collided with one of the many giant trees in that area, Starclaw caught him with her claws.

"That was impressive!" She said to him but with concern in her voice.

Minos was almost fainting, but he smiled at her. "Don't worry about me. In a few months, I'll be 100% again..."

"Why did you do that? Was there a need to use such a decisive move like that?" She questioned him as she carried Minos' body close to Fermo's group, who were already gathering to attack those Demigods.

"They threatened my entire empire... I had to ensure their extermination..." He said in a low voice before finally falling unconscious.

When that happened, the last cry of pain from the Demigod hit by one of his blades sounded.

When that person's heart stopped beating, the six Spiritual Sages around his body let it go, smiling in satisfaction at killing someone so strong.

But they didn't hesitate when one of them said. "Quick, focus your powers on those two! We must kill them and ensure the safety of His Majesty Minos!" 

A woman shouted as she formed an attack, directing her weapon at one of those Demigods already trapped in the space trap of their allies.

"Yes, let's end it all!" 

They moved against those two, joining their attacks with those of the mid-level Sages in Fermo's group, who were mercilessly attacking those two.

They sincerely preferred not to kill these Demigods of their family. Still aware that Minos would not accept such a thing, they attacked those two with everything.

Once they were killed, the Longus family could finally unite around Minos and walk toward their purpose.

Fermo looked at Minos lying on Starclaw's back and smiled. 'The ancestor was not wrong! 

He chose someone outside the family because he knew that only someone like that could lead us in the face of the extraterritorial threat.

It's a pity that the family leaders got lost in the middle of the road and made a mistake...' He sighed as he looked at the remaining Demigods being pressured.

The two tried to use all their strength to break free of the spatial restrictions on them, but it was futile.

When they fell into the enemy formation, their bodies seemed to have entered new dimensions and could no longer escape their positions.

Simultaneously, all the attacks they had tried to send in the direction of their opponents had dissipated before they even got out of their weapons.

As such, both could only focus their forces on trying to escape from their position.

Amidst this, their opponents' attacks hit them hard, slowly increasing the wounds around their bodies.

Their bodies were powerful, but more than 60 enemies between levels 84 and 89 were hitting them.

That was more than they could handle with their defenses!

Hence, as time passed, more and more cuts and rocky patches appeared around the bodies of those two while their clothes and armor turned red.

Their eyes lost some of their light as the pallor affected both of these survivors.

They wanted to ask their enemies to stop, for they were willing to surrender. However, after suffering so much and using up almost all their energy, they no longer had the strength to speak.

When their energies stopped leaving their bodies, the attacks flying toward them finally ended their lives.

The claws of a hybrid reached around the neck of one of them and tore off half of that part of his body, ending this person's life while the rest of the blood from this body squirted out into the surroundings.

On the other hand, flaming feathers struck the body of the second, setting it on fire as if this was not the body of a Demigod but a piece of dead wood.

As the two bodies fell from the sky, the men of Minos' group finished their crusade, deactivating their techniques and sighing in relief.

Amidst this, the survivors of the Langus family, neutral to this conflict, would slowly leave their homes after this high-level battle.

From this moment on, everything would change for this family!