Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

In the demon tent, the demon boy Ye Fei was looking at Ye Lan anxiously and said, "Father, why haven't you sent anyone to help? Uncle Ye Kong and his men are already surrounded by human masters. If you don't send anyone, they'll be finished. There are more than 30 four-winged fallen angels!"

Ye Lan didn't seem to notice the anxiety on his son's face. Instead, he drank the hot tea slowly, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a look of enjoyment on his face. He said, "Humans are really a race that knows how to enjoy life. The taste of this tea is really unforgettable!"

"Father, it's already so late and you still have the mind to drink tea? If you don't go and save Uncle Yekong and the others, they'll really be finished!" Ye Fei was more anxious than an ant on the hot pan at this time, but his father didn't take it seriously.

Ye Lan then put down the teacup in his hand, looked at his son with an anxious face, and could not help but scold him: "Look at you, what have you become? I always tell you to stay calm when encountering things, but you have forgotten what I said. You are so anxious when encountering such a small thing. How can you be a qualified commander in the future!"

If it were normal times, once his father scolded him, Ye Fei would definitely shrink back, but at this moment, his heart was already filled with worry, and he shouted: "Father, let's not talk about this for now. Uncle Yekong and the others are in danger now. Hundreds of Saint-level masters of the coalition are surrounding them. If we don't go to rescue them, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back!"

Seeing that his son was no longer as timid as usual, Ye Lan was a little surprised, but at the same time, a trace of relief appeared on his face. He patted Ye Fei on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the lives of more than 30 four-winged fallen angels are of great concern to their father. I have arranged for people to go there, and they will be back safe and sound soon!"

"Really? Who did you send? Can the people you sent rescue Uncle Yekong and the others from hundreds of Saint-level masters?" Ye Fei was a little confused. He didn't see any large-scale troop mobilization.

Ye Lan smiled mysteriously and said, "That's someone you would never have thought of!"

Ye Fei touched his head and asked, "Who is this that I can't think of no matter how hard I try?"

“Just go and see and you’ll find out!”

In the natural Grand Canyon, above the ruins of the city wall, a shocking battle is taking place.

The coalition's hundreds of masters above the Saint level will face more than thirty four-winged fallen angels of the demon race. What a blood-boiling battle it will be! The soldiers on the canyon and mountain peaks all cheered, and some even beat drums.

More than thirty four-winged fallen angels were equivalent to more than thirty quasi-twelfth-level masters in a gloomy day. On the other hand, the coalition had thirteen true twelfth-level masters and more than a hundred masters above the Saint level. The coalition clearly had the upper hand.

More than a hundred coalition masters formed a circle and surrounded the fallen angels, seemingly intending to annihilate this group of demons.

"The devil's sea is surging!"

Thick black fog emerged from the bodies of more than thirty four-winged fallen angels. The black fog crept farther and farther, and soon enveloped the surrounding sky, even shrouding the masters of the coalition forces.

The fog was so thick that the sky was dark and nothing could be seen. The allied soldiers on the mountain began to curse.

"Fuck the demons, why do you need to create some black fog to cover them up?"

"I think they are scared and want to take the opportunity to escape!"

"Cowardly demon!"

"Angel of garbage!"

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In the thick fog, the faces of the fallen angels who heard the insults turned pale, but they dared not make any sound, because the masters of the coalition forces were watching them not far away. Once they found their hiding place, they would launch a thunder-like attack. The fallen angels were not confident that they could defeat more than a hundred masters of the coalition forces. What they had to do now was how to break out of the coalition forces' encirclement and escape back to the demon camp.

Although the coalition's masters were in thick fog and had limited vision, they still maintained the original encirclement and at the same time spread their mental force field forward to detect the location of the fallen angels.

"boom"

In the thick fog, lightning and purple light collided heavily. The Dwarf King Gangta was the first to discover the fallen angels, and he quickly smashed over with the Heaven Shaking Hammer in his hand. The fallen angels who felt the terrifying force cried out in surprise and tried their best to resist the hammer. The Dwarf King Gangta's attack did not hurt the other party, and the fallen angels were also very cunning and quickly left the area.

"How come these cowards from the demon clan are more slippery than loaches!" A complaint from the dwarf king was heard in the thick fog.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" There were sounds of swords clashing. In the thick fog, people had already started fighting. Purple and golden lights kept colliding.

“Hum” “Hum”——

Muffled groans were heard one after another. It was obvious that someone had suffered a loss, and it was a master from the coalition forces.

"You cunning demons, if you have the guts, stop attacking secretly and come out to fight me openly!" This voice was domineering, and it was the voice of Long Batian, the commander-in-chief of the Chu State.

"Humph, aren't you more cunning? No, it should be said that you are shameless. Hundreds of people besieged dozens of us. What else can this be but shameless?" A fallen angel cursed loudly and quickly retreated after cursing.

"We don't need to be polite when dealing with you ugly demons. Get ready to die!" A pleasant voice came from higher in the sky.

The allied soldiers on the mountain could only feel their hearts pounding and could not help but look up at the sky. They saw that the Golden Whale Kingdom's Golden Eagle Legion was floating in the sky. In addition to the Golden Eagle Knights, there were also magicians of the Holy See of Light on the backs of the golden eagles. In the front was the Holy Lady of Light, one of the four great beauties of the human race.

"Saint! Saint! Saint!"

The Holy Maiden of Light was wearing a snow-white dress and exuding a holy aura. She looked so sacred and inviolable. Under the leadership of the Holy Maiden of Light, the magicians once again launched the light purification magic.

"Great and holy God of Light, your light is omnipresent. Under the shining of your holy light, the darkness of the world is driven away and evil is purified. Come out, Judgment of Light!"

Dozens of dazzling beams of light descended from the sky and penetrated the thick fog. Seeing this scene, the soldiers on the mountain applauded and praised the Saint of Light for her cleverness.

In Juetian Palace, the Dark Saint Xue Ji heard the people praising the Light Saint and felt uncomfortable and smiled coldly.

Hearing the praises from the crowd, a hint of pride emerged on the beautiful face of the Holy Lady of Light, but the pride did not last long, and was replaced by disbelief.

The thick black fog did not melt quickly under the illumination of dozens of purifying lights like it did last time. No, it should be said that there was no sign of it dissipating at all.

"How could this be?" The Holy Maiden of Light frowned.

At the same time, the soldiers on the mountain also noticed something strange, and the praises gradually stopped.

In the thick fog, the smug voice of the Fallen Angel was heard.

"Little human girl up there, how can your half-baked purification magic dispel our thick fog? You are so stupid! With your beautiful face and charming figure, it would be a waste if you don't become a sex slave!"