CHAPTER 776: THE APOCALYPSE SWEPT THE DEVILS

The moment Aldrian unleashed Swords Apocalypse, the swords floating in the upper atmosphere instantly flew towards the devil troops. The swords moved only in straight lines, but with the power of a peak pseudo-immortal stage, their speed was truly terrifying. There was no time for the devils to escape the swords’ trajectory.

The only ones who could evade were those who had comprehended space laws, as they could use their space laws based movement techniques much earlier, before Aldrian released Swords Apocalypse.

For those who could not evade, their bodies were instantly pierced by the swords and even exploded, unable to contain the force of the attacks. All of them were obliterated instantly, without exception. Even the devils at pseudo-immortal stage could not withstand the barrage of swords attacking them.

Every barrier technique and defensive artifact the devils used was utterly useless against the overwhelming force of Swords Apocalypse.

Clang! Clang! Tring! Trang!

"No!"

"Escape! Escape—Agh!"

"Arghh!"

The sounds of destroyed armor and failed defensive techniques, accompanied by the devils’ screams of horror, filled the space. All of them desperately tried to escape or defend themselves, but it was all meaningless.

Many of them were vampires, famous for their regenerative abilities and difficulty to kill. However, in the face of the barrage of swords that obliterated everything, their regeneration was useless, the strikes were simply too numerous and too powerful.

The devils’ summons were also destroyed by the attack. The dragon bones, now without their summoners because they had been killed by Swords Apocalypse, crumbled, and even their bones were shattered.

Aldrian, witnessing this, could only think for them to rest in peace while he continued controlling Swords Apocalypse.

The swords of Apocalypse also reached the cruisers and interstellar vessels. The cruisers, with their weaker defenses, were instantly pierced through the hull by countless swords. Their hulls were pierced as easily as a hot knife through butter, and the devils aboard could only watch as their cruisers were destroyed and they were killed instantly.

Most of those inside the cruisers were devils with cultivation below the emperor stage. Their bodies were instantly destroyed the moment the swords pierced them, their flesh exploding into pieces of red meat.

The cruisers looked like cheese riddled with many holes, burning and exploding as something inside them was triggered.

The interstellar vessels, made of much sturdier materials and equipped with stronger defenses, had already erected their barriers to shield themselves from the barrage of swords.

However, the end result was the same. With countless swords attacking the barriers, the defenses were almost instantly overwhelmed and shattered. The swords pierced the hulls, and even the strong materials could not stop them. Inside the vessels, the swords wreaked havoc, destroying compartments.

Because of the enormous size of the interstellar vessels, they did not fall immediately. The destruction did not instantly disable or destroy them entirely, but damage kept piling up, gradually disabling many vessels.

The beam cannon of the vessels was the first to be destroyed, as it was located at the front of the vessel. The cannon exploded as its destruction triggered the blast, followed by the inner sections. After the barrage of swords, some compartments of the vessels were even severed from the main hull. The number of severed compartments kept increasing.

Inside Rulleus’s vessel, everything was already shaking heavily as the swords’ barrage struck again and again.

"Your Highness, we are losing control of the vessel! We are going down, we are going down!" one of the vessel operators shouted in panic as the vessel lost most of its functions and was slowly pulled toward the Ancient Blue Gate World’s atmosphere.

"Your Highness, the barrage of sword attacks is too powerful, we are retreating—Uwagh! Bzzt."

"Your Highness! We are from—Agh! Bzzt."

"Fall back! Fall back, don’t wait any longer! Those swords are too powerful! Go back quickly, faster—Agh!"

Many reports filled with panic also came from other groups on the other side of the world. Their voices, full of horror, could be heard by everyone, adding to the tense and chaotic situation.

However, Rulleus, the one who should have been their leader, at this moment wore a blank expression. His face showed that he had lost all sense of what to do. Inside his mind, he was already thinking that this invasion was a failure, a huge failure without him reaping anything. His troops had been obliterated without resistance.

He was already defeated even before he touched the Ancient Blue Gate World’s atmosphere. The combined strength of his proud troops, together with the many millions more from the Fallen Star Cluster, still could not enter the Ancient Blue Gate World. No—even worse, they had not killed a single being of that world.

Amidst the chaos, his gaze lingered on the figure with long red hair, now much closer as his vessel was being pulled into the atmosphere. That handsome face was full of focus, his stance firm, and without the slightest hesitation. From the beginning, Rulleus had never seen a single negative emotion from that man, only calm and relaxed composure before he unleashed this hell.

He then remembered Xarz’s words about the man who had once faced their god and forced their god to retreat. Was this the man Xarz spoke of? Was it truly him? How could someone like this exist? Everything he had done was beyond comprehension, beyond the scope of mortals. There was no way he could achieve such a feat unless he could control the entire world by himself, something no mortal could do.

"Your Highness!"

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by one of his guardians. Vertiz shouted as Rulleus turned his head toward him, meeting the man’s serious gaze.

"Your Highness, whatever happens, you have to escape. You cannot die here. There will be chaos in the central region of heaven if you die now. We can escape through the emergency capsule, and you can flee to the nearest star with it. We could then hide for a moment until our support arrives," Vertiz said.

Rulleus’s face finally regained some clarity. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Alright."

They then rushed to the door to move toward the emergency capsule located at the back of the vessel. However, before they could reach the door—

"Uwagh!" Suddenly, Vertiz’s chest was pierced by a sword from behind. With swift movement, the sword retracted, then immediately slashed toward another of Rulleus’s guardians. The event happened so quickly and abruptly that Rulleus could not comprehend what had happened. His side was stained with Vertiz’s blood as shock froze his face.

He could only stare in horror as suddenly Xarz began slaughtering everyone in the cabin. Only then did he realize that Xarz had already gone mad, killing anyone in sight without hesitation. With his surprise attack and cultivation at the peak pseudo-immortal stage, he easily cut down everyone in the cabin quickly and without difficulty.

Rulleus, knowing he had to escape, prepared to use his escape technique. But as if anticipating his intent, Xarz activated his domain, locking the space under his control. In that instant, Rulleus could no longer flee, and Xarz’s hand shot out, seizing him by the throat.

"Uoogh." Rulleus groaned as his body was lifted into the air.

Struggling to breathe, he forced out words between choked gasps.

"What... what are you doing?"

Xarz let out a slow sigh.

"Nothing, your highness. I’m just trying to survive. I warned you of the danger here, but you ignored me. If I don’t act, I’ll be the one who dies. You think you can run away and leave me behind? No... I won’t let that happen. You are my ticket to survive."

The moment Rulleus heard his answer, he realized what Xarz intended to do. His eyes burned with fury.

"You traitor! How dare you use me as a bargaining chip! My father will take your head for this!"

Xarz drew in another deep breath and gave a small nod.

"Well, I don’t doubt His Majesty will do that, but could he really face that monster?"

The moment that question left Xarz’s lips, even Rulleus could not answer with certainty. What they had witnessed was already beyond comprehension. That monster’s power was so terrifying that even he did not know if his father could handle it. He had never seen his father unleash his full strength, but could it truly compare to the scale of destruction that monster had shown?

"Enough with our chit-chat, Your Highness. You just need to go to sleep," Xarz said as he unleashed his technique to make Rulleus fall unconscious.

Rulleus could only grit his teeth, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at Xarz.

"You will pay for this," he spat with what strength he had left.

Xarz’s eyes turned red, and a moment later Rulleus sank into his illusion before finally falling unconscious. With only a pseudo-immortal establishment, Rulleus was no match for Xarz, no matter his higher status.

Xarz let out a deep breath once again and looked at the scene outside. The vessel was already badly damaged, and the sword barrage still had not stopped. The vessel shook violently under the sword barrage, and it was only a matter of time before it crashed down into the atmosphere of the Ancient Blue Gate World.

He needed to act before that happened, and without hesitation, he shouted,

"I’m Xarz, leader of the devils from the Red Mist Star—I surrender! I also have someone from the central region of heaven in my hand!"

His voice rang out clearly, reaching Aldrian where he floated.