Chapter 768: Realm of the Dead III

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    Ceano''s eyes narrowed as he stared at the glowing crimson symbols before Kyle. He had heard what the array masters said to the human; not just him, but the other two shadow generals had heard it as well.

    Enthrall''s eyes flickered with panic as he tried to comprehend the symbols.

    "What is he doing? Don''t tell me he somehow found a way to save the seals! We cannot let that happen! I have already informed master; he will be here soon! Go, stop him, you two!"

    He remained still and asked Damien and Ceano to go and stop Kyle.

    It was wiser to stay away from the source of distress, especially in times of extreme danger, if one wanted to survive!

    Ceano gave him a dark glance that conveyed his intention to hack him into many pieces once they were finished here, before vanishing toward Kyle.

    Damien closely trailed behind. He didn''t dare to look at Enthrall one last time like Ceano, fearing he might lose control at the sight of his face and choke him to death.

    However, they were stopped before they could reach Kyle by James and the elders, who stepped away from the crowd.

    Deafening, thunderous roars reverberated through the stilled air as the attacks from both sides collided in mid-air, shaking the very ground beneath them to its core.

    As each side unleashed their full strength, the land fractured and convulsed violently, while both factions unleashed a torrent of devastating skills at one another, entirely disregarding any restraint or concern for their dwindling energy reserves.

    The atmosphere crackled with raw power, creating a chaotic symphony of destruction that echoed for miles.

    Ceano gritted his teeth when he was pushed back by Elizabeth and Kurt. Had he become so weak that now he couldn''t even handle a few supreme ranks? This was all because he had lost far too many of his fake bodies because of Kyle!

    He wanted to tear that human apart; no, he would make him experience true hell if he ever got his hands on him!

    Ceano chuckled darkly, and with that, a portion of the space behind him cracked. Another of his bodies stepped out of the rift, rushing toward Kyle. He only needed to disrupt whatever the human was trying to accomplish, and that would be enough!

    Suddenly, the sky shuddered as an overwhelming aura erupted from Damien''s entire body, as he wielded the natural law of space to assert dominion over the very fabric of reality surrounding him.

    For some reason, he felt as though he could actually kill this human, especially seeing his weak, trembling body!

    Kyle stared at the hand reaching for his face and spoke with an emotionless gaze.

    "Just a sec late."

    Ceano''s eyes dilated, because just as his hand was about to touch Kyle''s face, the symbols before Kyle glowed ominously in blood-red, and a formidable aura, stronger than what Damien had released earlier, surged outward from them, sending everyone around him flying

    away.

    Sinon, who was closest to him after the second shadow general, felt the full force of the sudden surge of power, which sent him hurtling through the air.

    He hissed in pain and shielded his body with his wings to minimize the impact as he crashed

    to the ground, creating a crater. Instantly, a torrent of curses erupted from his mouth,

    directed solely at Kyle.

    "At least give a warning! You piece of "

    His words were cut short as an unimaginable pain suddenly shot through his body, forcing

    him to let out a scream.

    Alec and the others also wanted to curse Kyle as they crashed down hard; but Sinon wasn''t the only one feeling the sudden pain; all those who had fed their blood to the symbols experienced the same agony.

    James finally plummeted from the sky. He clenched his jaw and endured the agony as he felt his life force slipping away from his body, heading straight toward the glowing red symbols. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn''t stop it since he had willingly offered

    his blood.

    He glanced around and noticed the seven elders enduring the same torment.

    But unlike the younger generation, they did not scream. They had experienced far worse to let this pain affect them.