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Chapter 1758: Chapter 997: No Need to Be This Close

Upon seeing the Alliance’s Yulin Army, Yan Xinzhen was immensely shaken!

Although the style of the armor was a bit different, and the color scheme was entirely different, he was all too familiar with the warriors’ postures!

How should he face these so-called ’Yulin Army’? How did Gu Hang accomplish this? What was his mindset? What should he say?...

Countless questions swirled in his mind.

But the developments of the situation gave him no opportunity to react.

Gu Jing, under the protection of these forty Yulin soldiers, charged directly toward the Rotten Throne!

On the battlefield, after a large number of sacrifices, the numbers of the Nagor Demons and the Plague Walkers had already been greatly reduced, sparsely scattered, unable to form any obstacles.

Moreover, in the position where Gu Jing launched his assault, there was not a single Great Demon between him and the Rotten Throne!

This was an opportunity he seized at the moment when Zebert sacrificed the lower Demon Legion to empower the Great Unclean Ones, clearing a space for him!

Forty Yulin warriors, advancing like a hot knife through butter!

Even though Yan Xinzhen had other enemies to deal with before him, he couldn’t help but have his gaze drawn to those forty familiar figures.

He noticed that these—let’s call them Yulin for now—in other aspects were not visible, but just in terms of combat performance, they even surpassed his Forbidden Army!

Among these forty, the weakest matched the level of a flag officer in the Forbidden Army; over ten reached the level of a battalion commander; the best three or four were fully on par with a tribune.

Such a level of Yulin team was already very formidable, even Yan Xinzhen would struggle to assemble such a force from his own Forbidden Army. He would have to extract one-third of the tribunes from each battalion, and pull out one-tenth of the whole Forbidden Army commanders...

The number may not seem large, but it must be known that each tribune, commander has their own responsibilities. Extracting them was simple, but this would limit a significant part of the Forbidden Army’s functions.

The forces he brought with him to participate in this final battle were no match for this suddenly teleported Yulin Army!

And the fact they could breach the thinning defense line of the Nagor Demon Army due to sacrifices was therefore understandable.

Was this enough to deliver Gu Jing in front of that gigantic creature at the Rotten Throne?

Yes.

But was it enough to kill that detestable monster that had once been the Imperial Prime Minister?

It seemed unlikely.

Even though Zebert had seldom directly engaged in combat before, seeing his physique, even larger than the average Great Unclean One, and the evil power swirling around him, it was clear that he was an extremely tough opponent.

The key was that Zebert was not only strong but possessed the same trait as Nagor Demons—hard to kill.

They might not have as many varied means as Jian Qi Demons, not as adept at disguise or deluding hearts as Slaanesh Demons, nor as ferocious in attack as Terror Demons, but Nagor Demons have one prominent feature: an extremely tenacious vitality!

The Great Unclean Ones demonstrated this to a very high degree. Their vitality was too resilient, if not for this, the battle would have ended long ago—regardless of who won.

As a Demon Prince, Zebert was even stronger and more blessed by the Evil God, which meant he was even harder to kill.

Killing him isn’t something a simple assault or beheading could achieve.

Furthermore, if he isn’t killed all at once, he would quickly recover, dragging the entire combat out for a long time.

The forty Yulin warriors, certainly formidable, but based on Zebert’s understanding of their capabilities, they were still not strong enough to take down a Demon Prince with one assault.

And Gu Jing, of course, was a powerful Spiritual Master.

But unfortunately, even if he possessed combat power on a Son of God’s level, he similarly lacked the power to instantly kill a Nagor Demon Prince.

Not even severely injure him.

And as long as Zebert wasn’t quickly slain, the Nagor Evil Power on him would rapidly heal his wounds. Moreover, those nearby Great Unclean Ones would quickly rush to his defense, to aid the supporting Demon Prince.

By that time, Gu Jing and the forty Yulin soldiers he summoned would most likely die under the siege.

Others would find it extremely difficult to come to their rescue.

Yet Yan Xinzhen didn’t believe that Gu Jing was heading to his death.

He believed that Gu Jing surely had a backup plan.

He was expecting several things to happen.

Not only for the victory of this battle but also to verify certain things.

Some of what he wanted to verify were thoughts of his own, others were things Robert had told him.

But no matter what, he had to see it with his own eyes.

And his expectations were not disappointed.

Zebert felt the threat.

He was not afraid.

He thought these humans were reckless. They were eager for success, eager for victory, targeting an unresolvable target.

And he planned to give them a harsh lesson.

Especially within the protection of those strange silver-armored warriors, Zebert recognized who it was.

The face that bore seven parts resemblance to the person he hated filled him with excitement.

Although he couldn’t kill Gu Hang, killing his son would be a very satisfying thing.

With a casual wave, a Plague Giant Scythe suddenly appeared in the void. The three foremost Yulin warriors realized they needed to dodge, but the scythe was enormous, its sweeping area too wide to evade, forcing them to attempt a block, but ultimately their weapons were knocked away, and they were sent flying into the sky along with their armor.

Upon landing, their armor already bore a deep mark—had the scythe not directly severed it, it was a testament to the formidable strength of the fine work power armor donned by the Yulin Army.

Unfortunately, it still couldn’t save their lives.

The Forbidden Army soldiers who fell were already silent.

But there was no time for pity; Gu Jing recalculated and determined that the current position was sufficient.

When Zebert’s scythe swung again, targeting him, Gu Jing suddenly opened his arms wide.

From another direction, a corner of the Subspace was torn open, and a shadow appeared directly in front of Gu Jing.

Zebert thought he was seeing things.

What did he see?

Did he really see Gu Hang?

This can’t be...

"No need to get so close." Gu Hang chuckled, and the All Things Thunder unfolded before him.

The enormous scythe disintegrated, and Zebert’s grotesque face, only vaguely recognizable, froze.

But before his expression could change, his gigantic, seemingly invincible body evaporated into a puff of gray smoke.

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