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Chapter 2067: Chapter 2035: Assault on the Nether Army Base

After rescuing Sun Lieyang, the group returned to the Nether King Group Base.

Following Sun Lieyang’s probing, they realized that the opponent’s strength was excessively powerful, and their original battle strategy needed revision.

A direct confrontation offered little hope; even a victory would be disastrous.

Such an outcome was unacceptable to everyone.

"I’m sure you’ve all seen the combat footage just now." Catherine looked at the silent crowd and asked, "Does anyone have thoughts to share?"

The group fell into silence upon hearing Catherine’s words.

What thoughts could they have?

Even Sun Lieyang couldn’t withstand a single move from the opponent. Joining forces might only lead to their demise.

"Regardless, the opponent’s origin and intention are unknown. We can’t allow him to act freely. Waiting until he becomes a threat would be too late." Catherine said gravely, "We cannot sit idly by. A new battle plan must be devised swiftly!"

"Alice, what’s the status of the opponent?" At this moment, Catherine looked at Alice, who was clad in a white robe and had walked in with a grim expression.

"That guy is truly a monster. I drained all the energy from an entire satellite, yet it didn’t inflict a scratch on him." Alice remarked with a displeased expression. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"An entire satellite’s energy couldn’t harm him?" The crowd was stunned again, gasping in shock.

"Indeed, it didn’t harm him." Alice nodded and snorted. "But I did burn all that flashy hair off his head!"

"..."

The crowd was at a loss for words upon hearing Alice’s remark.

"Alright, let’s set that aside for now. We must swiftly devise..."

"Boom!!"

Before Catherine could finish, her face changed dramatically.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and terrifying rumbling sounds emanated from outside.

It’s worth mentioning that the Nether King Group Base was chosen by Li Chen himself, and layer upon layer of formations were set up for camouflage and defense. Even if a real earthquake occurred, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Nevertheless, this abrupt shaking felt just as catastrophic as an earthquake!

"Enemy attack!!"

A piercing alarm resounded throughout the entire base.

Everyone’s faces changed upon hearing this sound.

"How... did he find us?"

No need to speculate or guess.

The one capable of attacking the Nether King Group Base with the power and audacity to do so could only be one person.

The self-proclaimed godly cosmic visitor, Xivilo!

"Boom!!"

Effortlessly breaking the formations ahead, a colossal base city came into Xivilo’s view. These crude formations were insignificant in his eyes, easily shattered.

"You underestimate the power of a god." Xivilo gazed indifferently at the expansive base city before him. "Such a rough and simple formation, trying to evade the coverage of my divine sense?"

Once the formation was broken, the entire Nether King Group Base was exposed. Simultaneously, a large number of Nether Army warriors surged out.

"Thud thud thud..."

In an instant, countless bullets rained down on Xivilo.

He couldn’t even be bothered to defend against these trivialities, allowing the bullets to strike him while he leisurely strolled inside.

The bullets couldn’t even pierce his skin.

"Puny ants."

Glancing at the Nether Army warriors, Xivilo seemed impatient, casually waving his hand. freёwebnovel.com

"Boom boom boom~~~~!!!"

A series of dense explosion noises ensued, and a swath of Nether Army warriors was instantly swept into blood mist by Xivilo’s hand wave.

The surviving warriors retreated in shock, and many new recruits couldn’t help but vomit at the sight.

Those were human beings!

Yet, just now, they had been swept into blood mist like foam by this figure!

"Brother! Dad!!"

A Nether Army warrior’s eyes turned blood-red, and he charged at Xivilo with a large saber.

"Don’t go!" someone beside him tried to stop the impulsive warrior but was one step too late.

"Filthy ants, truly bothersome." Xivilo glanced indifferently at the charging warrior, extending his hand.

The warrior didn’t know what happened next, as his neck was suddenly presented to Xivilo.

"While God is merciful, when wrathful, rivers of blood will flow." Xivilo lifted his gaze over the surrounding warriors.

The warriors chilled from the inside when he looked at them.

"Understood?"

With that, Xivilo squeezed, and the warrior he held was crushed into nothingness, not even the blood mist remained!

Seeing the hesitant neighboring warriors who dared not advance further, Xivilo sneered: "Ants are merely ants."

"If you understand, you might preserve your pathetic lives. Otherwise, I don’t mind offering early offerings to summon the lord’s return!" Xivilo calmly strode deeper.

"He’s here!"

"That guy has indeed arrived!"

One by one, mighty figures emerged from the tallest buildings of the Nether King Group, all staring at the approaching Xivilo with grave expressions.

The Nether King Group’s powerful individuals had all gathered.

They understood that whether desired or not, this battle was inevitable.

Ji Changfeng had arrived, Ye Tu inevitably returned as well, even though he had established a family and career, he still remembered today his fortunes were bestowed by a certain man.

Nether Princess, Quentin, Zu Gu and company emerged from the Enchanted World, aware that the Palace of the Nether King faced an unprecedentedly powerful adversary.

Zhao Xing had arrived, silent and low-profile as he was, nobody could ignore his presence.

And in the corners of shadows, beyond the hiding Blood Clan preparing to ambush, another presence was felt.

This aura reeked entirely of gloom, even... demonic qi!

Such a person in ancient times would definitely have been hunted by all righteous forces as a demon lord.

Yet even such an existence was part of the Palace of the Nether King.

He claimed to be Li Chen’s mad dog back then... Shi Ying.

Alongside these figures, powerful fighters from many ancient martial sects came.

Renowned in today’s Martial Artist World, they all gathered here today.

With their enemy, a solitary figure.

Staring at the disorganized over a hundred powerful fighters ahead, Xivilo remained composed: "The difference between a single ant and a swarm of ants is merely stepping once or several times. Since you’re so eager for death, then preparing sacrifices to summon the lord can start early."