In the northern part of the world, a long-standing battle between various races and the demon race has finally reached its end. The Demon Lord, a figure with black hair, red eyes, rules from her obsidian palace, having repeatedly defeated the Goddess, the strongest being in the world. However, she refrains from killing her, knowing she will only be reborn to lead another attack.
As the goddess kneels before her, badly injured and helpless, the sounds of explosions echo outside, signaling the imminent victory of the alliance. Despite her immense power, the demon lord acknowledges the demon's overall weakness compared to humans and the Alliance. The development of fighting energy and mana has allowed ordinary humans to fight demons, leading to the demon army's defeat.
Aware of the Alliance's intent to enslave the abyssal demon, the Demon Lord decides to cast a forbidden spell that will cost her life. As the Alliance forces storm the palace, they hesitate upon sensing the spell's energy. The Demon Lord vows to resist and be reborn to save her people.
Meanwhile, the goddess reflects on the demon lord's past treatment of her and acknowledges her respect and dedication to her people. As the demon lord prepares to cast the spell, the goddess asks if she can abandon her plan and live freely. However, demon lords are duty-bound to restore the demon race's glory and protect her people.
Understanding the demon lord's resolve, the goddess readies her sword, intending to clash with the demo lord's forbidden spell. The resulting explosion creates a mushroom cloud, marking the end of the conflict and the start of a new era. The Demon Lord and the Goddess become historical figures, their stories occasionally told.
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Under the terrified watch of countless Alliance powerhouses, spine-chilling energy fluctuations kept erupting from that battlefield surrounded by blood butterflies. Powerful shockwaves spread in wave after wave, making even soldiers in star sectors near Heaven shudder instinctively.


As for the mobile units and magical creatures trying to get closer to provide support, they exploded and shattered the moment those fluctuations hit them.


Though they didn't know what exactly was happening inside the bloody butterfly swarm, the battle between their Saint and the Abyssal Lord had clearly reached fever pitch.


Such terrifying fluctuations meant two extremely powerful forces were clashing intensely.


Either way, victory would be decided after this wave of conflict.


Many experienced Alliance veterans thought this while fending off the tsunami-like demon hordes around them, their hearts racing.


Chapter 1139 - Chapter 1139: Fierce Battle