At the forefront stood a figure clad in an elegant black higholared coat, his skin pale as death, devoid of color.
Yet his eyes betrayed a cruel intensity.
He led his codre of shadows into the fragrant valley, eventually crouching to scoop a handful of soil, inhaling its scent.
Indeed, the area was tainted by foreign dark energies.
The most feared scenario had come to fruition.
The stronghold of the fallen angels was situated here.
Anger flickered across the man's visage.
He could not permit these intruders to thwart their master's plans.
Eliminate these fallen angels, he commanded fiercely.
We must not allow Belusi king to awaken.
The shadows surged forth.
Racing into the depths of the valley.
Meanwhile, within the valley, the catgirl lord continued to indulge in his monotonous life of feeding fish.
His daily joy consisted of providing his little cats with fresh fish and seafood.
The kittens had grown indifferent to this routine.
As service type soldiers, they obeyed his every command unconditionally.
He had developed the capability to feed multiple kittens at once.
Yet prolonged confinement within the fortress, coupled with a lack of physical activity and experience points had rendered him quite frail.
After Lee Lings had subjugated him, she made no alterations to his lifestyle, treating him merely as a conduit for transportation, refraining from engaging in conversation.
The fallen angels stationed here had begun to expand their influence nearby.
Unaware that they had inadvertently provoked a demon.
At that moment, the fallen angels outside the town sensed an impending attack, they ascended into the sky, surveying the town, quickly identifying the shadows lurking in darkness.
Without a word, the confrontation commenced as dozens of shadows clashed with the fallen angels in a frantic melee.
The leader of the shadows stepped forward, his gaze fixated on the distant town, a look of realization dawning upon him.
It turned out there was an alien lord.
No wonder fallen angels had suddenly appeared here.
With that, dark energy emanated from his palms, swiftly annihilating several fallen angels in the sky.
At that instant, far away in Hapne State, Leelings received the distressing news of her soldiers demise.
She promptly arose, rallying the fallen angels within her city to set forth towards Bedell state.
The passage in bottle state presented her with an unparalleled opportunity for development, one she was unwilling to relinquish without necessity.
Thus, the abominable catgirl lord had to be rescued.
However, Leelings was not naive.
She chose to probe the opponent's strength with her troops rather than risking herself before ascertaining their capabilities.
Outside the town, a man became visibly displeased as more fallen angels surged forth from within.
"Let us see how many of you are left," he declared, charging forward with the intent to obliterate the castle and eradicate the horde of fallen angels.
He effortlessly dispatched the fallen angels along his path, oblivious to the fact that their lifeless bodies transformed into pools of black blood seeping into the earth below.
In the pitch black night, no one noticed this subtle detail.
As the man approached the town, believing he could easily resolve the situation, a fallen angel armed with a spear launched a surprise attack.
He deafly evaded the strike, yet found his path obstructed.
"Royal class?" He mused, feeling a shallow wound on his cheek where blood began to trickle, although he had reacted swiftly.
This fallen angel had managed to graze his face.
He was a noble demon.
It was a disgrace to be injured by a fallen angel of the same rank.
The surrounding dark energy surged violently, and in an instant, the demon clashed fiercely with the fallen angel.
A tremendous storm erupted from their encounter, producing a deafening roar.
Meanwhile, the lord, who had been tending to his cat within the castle, suddenly convulsed and then became overwhelmingly rational, filled with a profound rage.
Who on earth is it? The unexpected commotion extinguished his enthusiasm, prompting him to kick aside a nearby servant, and rushed to the window.
What on earth are you doing, production team? He bellowed from the window, his voice drawing the attention of the battling duo.
The demon upon noticing him realized that eliminating this lord would allow him to raise the entire castle.
What the are you indulging in some new form of cosplay? The lord bewildered gazed at the demon approaching him with a look of admiration.
Suddenly Leeling clad in a flowing black gown appeared outside the window.
A streak of brilliant sword light flashed severing the demon's arm.
In an instant, scalding black blood gushed forth, and the dismembered limb plummeted to the ground, while the demon recoiled in alarm, clutching his wound.
The unexpected appearance of this foreign woman imbued him with a sense of lethal threat he had never felt towards any other being by the heavens.
"No wonder she as an insider.
The effect of that severed arm is astonishingly realistic, even more so than the real thing, he exclaimed within his chamber, utterly unconcerned about whether anyone was listening.
Leelings gaze was cold as she fixated on him while the demon remained on high alert.
Yet the severed arm that had fallen to the ground was swiftly corroded by the earth, transforming into yet another pool of black blood seeping into the soil.
The demonic figure sensed the sudden absence of his severed arm, an ominous premonition rising within him as his pupils constricted.
He scanned his surroundings filled with dread.
To his horror, he realized that none of the fallen angels he had previously slain laid dead around him.
All that dark energy had been absorbed, now further provoked by the essence of his demonic lineage.
Without a moment's hesitation, the demon turned to flee while he ling, perplexed, contemplated advancing to strike him down.
Just then, the entire valley began to tremble, the flora and fauna withering in an instant.
A black barrier rose around them, enveloping the entire valley.
"This is dire is awakening.
" A deafening roar reverberated throughout the valley, causing Ley to feel as though her head might explode.
blood seeping from her nose.
In contrast, within the castle, the lord and the surrounding cat maids were knocked unconscious by the force.
The earth split apart and debris surged as a colossal green figure emerged with a thunderous crash.
Its exaggerated belly resembled a small mountain, while its limbs appeared rather dimminionive in comparison.
Its head bore the likeness of a toad with deep green skin, a mouth full of sharp fangs, and bright red lips.
At this moment, it gazed upon all the intruders in its slumbering domain, a peculiar smile stretching across its face.
Chapter 379.
Escape into the underground river.
At this moment, the sky had brightened considerably, and beneath Bayou's feet lay an expanse of boundless white terrain.
The frozen sea interconnected a series of irregular islands, creating the illusion of a vast continent.
This was indeed the archipelago ice gorge as described by the tiger guards.
Without needing to be told, Bayou could sense that the temperature around her was steadily decreasing.
The time to enter the far north was drawing near.
Meanwhile, in the icy mountains of the White Tiger clan, she had regained some strength and vitality.
Her complexion slightly improved compared to the previous day.
Her slumber was nourished by the purest essence of ice elemental power, particularly from the ice bed crafted by her father, which gathered all the ice elemental energy in the space and transferred it to her.
Such extraordinary conditions were highly advantageous for the ice field white tiger, significantly accelerating in she's recovery from her injuries and exhaustion.
However, the ice elemental energy within the space could not be replenished indefinitely.
It would eventually run out and the reserves were now alarmingly low.
In she sat up from the ice bed, her gaze fixated on the tiger people beyond the dome.
Today they were unusually calm, refraining from attempting to break the seal once more.
A strange occurrence often heralds danger.
An ominous premonition washed over her.
Perhaps they had discovered a means to breach the seal.
Looking down at the ice bed, she noted the early signs of melting.
Its function was gradually waning.
At this juncture, waiting was no longer an option.
"Prepare everyone," Enshi commanded, intending to resort to her final escape strategy.
Despite her injuries still being in the early stages of recovery, time was of the essence.
Upon hearing her command, the Tiger people immediately began to assemble.
While she stepped into a hidden chamber carved from ice, this chamber was not only confined in space, but also utterly barren, say for a single white tiger paw print etched into the icy wall.
Placing her hand upon it, a wave of blue light radiated from her palm, spreading outward and permeating the entire structure.
A bluish white glow enveloped the grand hall within the ice mountain, as in she activated the backup hidden energy.