Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Nobody disagreed with Black Jack.

Everybody could tell that they could not allow the coalition army of the six species to collapse. Otherwise, they would only be able to let the great king of the Blood Demon Sector suppress the entire Blood Demon Sector before they were free to deal with the world of brightness.

He had to find a way to preserve the balance of strength between the Exterminators and the other six species. At the very least, he had to buy himself more time and lure in the variable named 'Crimson Palace' so that there would be new hope.

"Follow Lord Black Jack and fight!"

The girls were in high spirits.

They were not flowers in a greenhouse, but the most distinguished women of every species on the Jadeite Continent.

Natasha, captain of the female mercenaries, was an iron tank in the main battlefield, and Hera, the dragon girl, was a very good dragon-tongued sorcerer. Ke'er, the cat girl, was a top assassin and a lurker. The other girls all had their own specialties, too, and they were loyal to Black Jack until their last breath. They were almost as loyal to him as death warriors.

Black Jack's words put them in a trance and put them in a suicidal state, demanding that they go to the battlefield.

At this moment, the coalition army of the six tribes was engaged in the most brutal battle.

Intimidated by the terrifying scene of the cannons opening fire, they were fighting even more intensely than before. Some of the devilized people had stuffed their intestines back into the wounds on their bellies while they crawled to the top of the cannons, only to be kicked off and crushed into minced meat by the lightning beasts.

In the meantime, other than guarding against the incoming enemies from all directions, the main task of the artillery was to clean up the barrels and the high-pressure boilers, move and refill the magical bullets, and prepare for the second launch.

Everybody knew that the outcome of the battle, the situation of the Hell Destroyer Clan and the other six clans, and even the future of the Blood Demon Sector and the Glorious Mortal World depended on the cannon.

"Charge! Kill them all!"

"Open fire! Open fire!"

"Destroy the cannons, and victory will be ours!"

The weird language of the devil race, which sounded like the roars of animals, echoed in the confined space and the scorching smoke together with the sounds of flesh and bones colliding with each other. It was like a march of hell that was sometimes low and sometimes high.

The two Medusa Witches ran to their camp in ecstasy to report the good news of Black Jack's arrival to Queen Medusa.

Black Jack, on the other hand, led dozens of girls and snuck to the side of the cannon.

At this moment, the devils were dizzy because of the blast of the bombardment. They were also under the crazy attack of the coalition army of the six species. At first, nobody noticed Black Jack's weird squad.

Even if they did, they did not pay much attention to the squad that was wearing leather armor and carrying no heavy weapons or giant magical beasts.

By the time Black Jack's fans tore off their glamorous disguises and bared their fangs, it was already too late.

"Kill them all!"

Natasha, captain of the mercenary group, was in the lead. Her tall and muscular body expanded a few times in the blink of an eye. A two-handed battle axe that was wider than a door and heavier than a millstone was waving like a windmill. Several heavily-armored Devil Exterminators were slashed into two halves together with their armor and even the demon beasts that they were riding on. Blood and broken bones formed the arrowheads to move forward. The tough blood of the barbarians that was born in the icy storms of the north was on full display.

Hela started reciting the spells, too. Compared to regular spells, the biggest advantage of dragon-tongue magic was that it could be cast instantly. There was barely any need to chant or prepare any complicated materials. Fireballs, ice arrows, and acid rain, which were generated by the raw materials in mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the ground, were all thrown at the Hell Destroyer.

Not to mention that the natural-born 'dragon breath' of the dragon race was hovering around them like an invisible flame. The intimidating prison guards could not help but tremble in fear after one glance. Before they grasped their weapons, their heads had already been chopped off.

Just like that, the squad pierced into the weakest part of the battle formation of the Fiend Prison Guardians and killed them instantly.

The coalition army of the six species had discovered their existence, too. Although they did not know where they came from, they could tell that they were on their side. The morale of the army was greatly boosted.

The commander of the prison guards was not an ordinary man. He soon discovered the reason why the battle formation was shaking.

Countless bizarre-shaped, green-faced, long-fanged, and bizarre-looking prison guards, who were all wearing weird armor that was emitting steam, lunged at the girls and tried to block the loopholes.

The Artillery Soldiers even increased the speed of cleaning and filling. They were about to open fire for the second time.

Natasha, Dragon Lady, and the rest of them were engaged in a fierce battle.

Natasha, the bravest of all, had been shot multiple times. The dense black feathers on her thick leather armor made her look like a weird hedgehog, but nobody was amused by her.

The young girl from the elf race, Vera, had been releasing healing and blessing techniques to help Natasha and the rest of them maintain their combat ability. But she was so tired that her face was pale, and she was on the verge of collapse.

Princess Summer was hot-headed and anxious. She was going to rush forward and help Vela, too, but Theresa stopped her.

"It's dangerous. Don't go there!"

There was no way that Theresa was willing to let her best friend die such an unnatural death. It was safer for her to stay at the back.

"But Natasha, Hera, and Vera need us!

Princess Summer stressed, "Lord Black Jack needs us more!"

"Yes. He does need us to distract the enemy for him. We've done our job well.

Theresa pouted. "We should take better care of ourselves for Lord Black Jack, shouldn't we?"

"Huh?"

Princess Summer looked at where Theresa was pouting and found that Black Jack had climbed to the top of the dome through the tube.

On the dome of the Thousand Gates Mountain, a lot of vines or intestines were dangling down like the roots of a giant banyan tree.

There was no telling whether it was broken rubber tubes or the proliferation and mutation of certain humus.

Black Jack attached itself to the dangling 'vines' and slowly swung toward the Hell Destroyer Cannon.

In fact, many devils were fighting in midair, too.

Some of the devils had wings, some were riding griffins, and some were even carrying high-pressure jetting devices or propellers.

But Black Jack was above their heads and temporarily in the blind spot!