The Demon Monarch System

Chapter 566: Sovereign's Avatar Forms, Strengthened Disasters (II)

Chapter 566: Sovereign's Avatar Forms, Strengthened Disasters (II)

Sovereign's Avatar Forms, Strengthened Disasters (II)

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The six Disasters that emerged on the battlefield exhibited pressure rivaling Brukti's fight against Solomon's Avatar Form. Now that Az'kayzak had digested the remnants of Fuhrer's aura and a considerable amount of the energy within the Seed of Death, he could grant a more powerful version of his Death Command.

As a result, it was as if six more beings comparable to Brukti's last stage were now present on the battlefield. Of course, this wasn't enough to make the Grand Masters shirk back, but they did frown when they realized the purpose behind summoning these Disasters.

"How many of ours are capable of handling Disasters of this caliber?" Tiberius asked with a grave expression. At the very least, it'd require a Paragon of the older generation. As for those still in the condition to fight, there was only one, possibly two.

Noticing the intentions of Tiberius's words, Evangeline immediately separated from the group and teleported to a part of the battlefield with a wildly fluctuating aura. Evidently, the wielder of this aura was wounded to the point it affected their battle power.

Fortunately, no one alive could claim to be Evangeline's equal when it came to healing, especially after invoking her Avatar Form. If she willed it, healing a large mass of people on the battlefield was comfortably within her limits. Of course, doing so wouldn't come at a small price.

At the very least, Evangeline would need to exhaust half of her Spiritual Reserves to sustain the healing process. Sadly, it wasn't worth it to do so in her eyes. Unless the individual's power were equal to or greater than a Saint's, their presence had become virtually useless on this battlefield.

'If only our enemies weren't as tricky as these Terrors. I wouldn't mind remedying everyone here,' Evangeline thought. Trying to heal anyone mortally wounded would be impractical since attacking the remaining Terrors would result in countless deaths. Those deaths would then translate to more power for the nearby Terrors to tap into, effectively replenishing their power reserves.

It was simply a losing battle that Evangeline wasn't willing to fight. Instead, she soon arrived before her granddaughter Valeria and Solomon, who kneeled beside her with a visibly drained appearance.

"Pardon my condition. It seems I've sacrificed too much to overcome my opponent," Solomon said with a wry smile. He only made eye contact with Evangeline for a moment before silently bowing his head. While he wasn't ashamed of his feats, their statuses just weren't on the same level.

Even though Evangeline focused on healing, she was plenty strong herself. After all, how could a Sovereign lack strength when compared to a Saint, who was at least three times less effective in combat?

"Stop your childish jokes. You are one of the reasons we even managed to make a dent in their forces. Sadly, I must confess that you'll have to face the burden of this pain once more," Evangeline answered with a contrite expression.

However, her expression became resolute as her hand inched above Solomon's head. A moment later, a surge of pleasant energy engulfed his body, returning his vitality rapidly. Compared to Valerie's desperate attempts to heal him, Evangeline healed Solomon's wounds at least five times faster!

Following his scan of the battlefield, Solomon extended his hand towards Valerie. "Will you accompany me? I feel your presence will be need on every step of the way."

"I know... this won't be an easy battle at all," Valeria responded. She grasped Solomon's extended hand and clung close to him as an astral fluctuation propelled them high up in the air.

Afterward, Solomon kicked the air, zooming towards the closest Disaster. Eventually, Solomon could see that this Disaster differed greatly from Brukti's appearance and power signature. Their frame was slender, and their arms and legs were replaced with remarkably sharp long blades that radiated a toxic sheen.

Boom!

Solomon landed heavily and alone, allowing Valeria to drift to the floor alone, albeit slowly. By the time Valerie landed, Solomon had already arrived before this unfamiliar Disaster.

Bang!

Solomon wasted no time in unleashing a terrifying attack in the form of a palm strike augmented by a large amount of arcane energy. But, while he attacked, he also received a quick counterattack attack from his opponent.

As a result, Solomon lightly pressed the space beside his cheek, deflecting the sword by a hair's breadth. Nevertheless, his attack broke past the defenses of the Disaster, sending them flying into the distance.

Now that he was aware of a Disaster's terrifying regeneration rate, Solomon allowed no time for the Disaster to heal. He instantly followed up his initial attack with a catastrophic mix of Soul Embers and arcane energy. Thus, he replicated his last attack against Brukti on a smaller scale.

...BOOOOM!

The attack sent boulders flying everywhere, with Terror limbs interspersed throughout. Solomon thrust his hand into the ground and inevitably claimed a large deep-green gem from inside the mess. This was the core of Terror that they couldn't regenerate. As long as the core was separated from the main body, then they couldn't regenerate.

In the next moment, Solomon clenched his hand engulfed in the energy mixture, simultaneously crushing and burning this Disaster's source. Compared to anyone else on the battlefield, Solomon possessed the most throughout understanding of a Disaster's strength and thought process, hence why he defeated this one with such ease.

Solomon didn't relish his victory or become excited despite defeating this Disaster. Excitement was simply a luxury that couldn't be afforded to this battlefield. Too much excitement led to a lapse in awareness, which could lead to mistakes.

On the contrary, Solomon merely turned his attention toward the only free Disaster.