The Legend of the Dragon King

Each Great Demon was over ten meters in height with gigantic wings on its back. There were long, curved horns on the top of their heads and they looked ferocious. They were emitting terrifying dark auras.

They managed to stabilize the light doors. More demonic creatures charged out of the doors. The Little Demons had bright white bodies whose statures were shorter surging out in succession. One should not look down on them since they were the casters of the demon world. They were skilled in mobilizing dark power and cast all sorts of negative magic spells.

After the Little Demons, goat-like demons with pitch-black bodies came charging out with flames at their feet. They were tall figures with flames coiling up their bodies. The Little Demons leaped onto their backs in succession. These creatures were the Nightmare Goat-horn Demons. They were unusually fast and equipped with intense flame attacks. The Little Demons were skilled in casting magic spells, but they were weak. They were slower so they collaborated with the Nightmare Goat-horn Demons to boost their abilities.

The demon legion had completed its formation by now. The legion was growing in numbers. The light doors were becoming illusory while the nine Great Demons appeared to be showing signs of weakness as well.

Meanwhile, a raging roar was heard. The nine Hell Gates suddenly fused into one gigantic light door. Soon after, a horrendous gigantic creature came out the door.

He was over thirty meters in height and his body was covered in purple-gold scales. He had a pair of horns three meters long on the top of his head. He bore a strong resemblance to a human. A pair of huge wings condensed from purple flames adorned his back. There was also a purple-gold Flaming Giant Sword in his hand. As soon as he appeared, the surrounding space began to warp violently. It seemed like the planar power was repulsing this creature vehemently.

“Roar…” He raised his head to let out a violent roar. The gigantic demons laughed aloud with a squawking voice. “I, the Demon Monarch has finally arrived in this world which is filled with living souls. My children, let’s slaughter and devour to our hearts’ content so that all of you can become more powerful. The more living souls you can devour, the more you’ll evolve. When you’ve become powerful enough, we can open more demonic passages to bring even more demon legions to this world. We’ll make this world tremble in fear of us, and we’ll destroy it beneath our feet.”

“Roar, roar, roar!” The demon legion with over thirty thousand creatures in total roared in rage toward the sky. The dense, dark aura covered the clouds and the sun. The entire world turned purple-black after being tainted by the horrifying, massive demon legion.

“Huh, what’s that?” The Demon Monarch Ah Erba raised his head and looked up to the sky. He had spotted something unusual.

It seemed to be a few stars shimmering in the sky. However, the starlights continued to enlarge before his eyes and grew brighter as time passed.

“Why are the stars in this world glowing so bright? My envoy, tell me, what are those?” Ah Erba suddenly felt uneasy. The starlights were getting closer. The Demon Monarch felt an ominous presentiment in his heart.

“Your Majesty, I don’t know what that is either,” said Yuanen Yehui respectfully.

“Roar!” Ah Erba let out a raging roar. At once, a large stretch of Flying Demons surged skyward and flew toward the descending starlights.

The starlights enlarged with a peculiar blazing aura. The closer the starlights got, the more obvious they were light orbs.

The demons loathed the pure light element aura the most. There was utterly no need for Ah Erba to command them. The Flying Demons were already spitting poison furiously at the light orbs.

“Boom, boom, boom…” A total of seven light orbs exploded instantly. The night sky which was initially as dark as ink turned to daylight at that very moment.

“Ow! ow! ow!” Bitter screams of pain echoed throughout the demon legion. The terrifying light element transformed into a large swathe of light rain falling from the sky.

It happened unexpectedly. The light element was overly intense too. All at once, the darkness which enshrouded the place dispersed. Countless demonic creatures roared hysterically at this very moment. They felt the dark energy inside them being cleansed. The weaker demons and hellhounds melted in the harrowing light rain.

Those were rank-8 fixed soul ammunitions. Holy Glory!

“Roar…” Ah Erba was infuriated. The powerful Demon Monarch raised the Flaming Giant Sword in his hand abruptly. The giant sword was raised high in the air before it burst forth with strong purple-gold flames. It turned into a fiery sea which swept toward the light rain in the sky.

The nine Great Demons following behind also brandished their Flaming Giant Swords in their hands. The demonic flames gathered into a mighty torrent which surged skyward to shield against the large amount of light rain.

However, a strange piercing howl was heard at the moment. It sounded unusually sharp and made everyone tremble in fear.

The howl carried waves of air blasts which broke through the sound barrier. What was that?

Before the Demon Monarch Ah Erba managed to react to the situation, his purple flaming sword gave out a ‘poof’ sound akin to a punctured ball. Something unknown bored out of the flares and dove straight into the ground.

The location was surrounded by the Little Demons and the Nightmare Goat-horn Demons.

The Little Demons lowered their heads to take a look out of curiosity. They were looking at the object which had bored into the ground.

It was a cone-shaped object which was not too large. Only a portion of its tail was exposed to the outside with a white radiance shimmering faintly.

At present, a large portion of the demon legion was severely injured due to the light rain in the sky earlier. Meanwhile, the Little Demons could still withstand the attack due to their slightly stronger defense against the light element.

A few Little Demons in the surroundings jumped down from the Nightmare Goat-horn Demons. They looked curiously toward the device in the ground. Just then, a raging roar was heard from the Demon Monarch, “No…”

“Rumble!”

Time suddenly slowed for a moment. The Little Demons watched their bodies melting. They could even see the sharp, diamond-shaped blades that were sweeping across their melting bodies.

The momentary outburst was truly magnificent. It was just like a fresh flower condensed from a radiance blooming on the ground. The only odd thing about it was the petals of the flower were formed from scraps of metal.

It was a rank-9 fixed soul ammunition, the Metal Storm!

A rank-9 fixed soul ammunition like the Metal Storm had existed a thousand years ago. It had been improved countless times especially in the hands of the Tang Sect. It was combined with the production method of the Raging Buddha Tang Lotus found in the Hidden Weapons Hundred Separations left behind by the pioneer Tang San who enhanced the power of the fixed soul ammunition drastically.

The Metal Storm was effective in wiping out the enemy in a battle. Its explosive force was not superior to the other rank-9 fixed soul ammunitions. Nevertheless, it was the most lethal. Its terrifying destructive force could wreak havoc where the debris from the explosion would cover the whole area within a range of three thousand meters.

Hence, the Metal Storm was also known as the Death Storm. It was definitely one of the deadliest weapons with the strictest control in the Federation.

The Metal Storm improved by the Tang Sect was on par with a rank-10 fixed soul ammunition. Basically, a higher rank fixed soul ammunition was two times more powerful than a lower rank.

With the explosion point at the center of the demonic legion formation, everything within range in the surroundings was devoured by the terrifying Metal Storm much like harvested wheat. The energies of all the different attributes were rendered meaningless. All the creatures of the demonic species including the Flying Demons, the Nightmare Goat-horn Demons, the Little Demons, and the hellhounds were as fragile as ragdolls in the wake of the Metal Storm.

In the aftermath of the Metal Storm, there would be nothing left behind. The high temperatures would vaporize the demons’ corpses which had been sliced into small pieces by the falling metal debris.