The Rise of the Black Plain

Upon encountering the enemies on that mountain, Minos immediately scanned the surroundings, looking for the strongest ones in that place.

With that, in just a few seconds, he notices the number of enemies and the levels of the strongest ones in the surroundings.

'That number of Spiritual Kings...' He opened his mouth in surprise, shocked that there were so many regional-level experts in that organization.

But after noticing the three Spiritual Emperors there, the number of 6th stage cultivators became much more natural. After all, if there were 7th stage experts there, then having a strength equivalent to three royal families was not strange.

And noticing all that, Minos did not take long to leave Abby's side and run towards the enemies, along with the dozens of people who were already activating their techniques on his group's side.

But not only the humans there were running to face their opponents, but so were each of the beasts that had accompanied Minos on this journey.

The two mounts that had accompanied Minos and his group up to this point were flying around the surrounding area, preparing to support the team's attack on this enemy base. On the other hand, the big Diamond Monkeys had big smiles on their faces, looking forward to this great battle.

And as they ran around, making typical sounds that only they themselves could understand, those giant red-furred beings started the battle as they jumped against the enemies like cannonballs.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Damn spiritual beasts! Kill them!"

Shouts arose from the side of the Scourges of the Devil group as the first casualties of this battle began to appear over there. At the same time, many techniques were thrown from both sides.

Swooish!

Pow!

Boom!

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In the blink of an eye, chaos spread around that entrance to Scourges of the Devil mountain, with many people fighting near cliffs and others on hazardous slopes.

But the people there were not so much concerned with the conditions of the terrain but rather the power of each party. As such, cries of pain and blood soon began to spread there as the more numerous tried to impose their advantage.

However, luck did not favor the most numerous and collectively powerful. After all, a terrible variable was on the side of the enemy group!

Minos!

When he started running toward his opponents to get close enough to them for his techniques to work, he began to devour the energy of the weaker opponents in his path.

Because of this simple fact, dozens of Scourges of the Devil Spiritual Kings soon faced the terrible situation of losing energy to Minos and fighting against that group that had about half their numbers.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Kill! Kill those wretches!" One of the several Snow family generals shouted this to his group, looking at those individuals weakened by Minos.

At the same time, King Snow was not slow in giving orders to his people. "The strongest of us must dedicate ourselves to eliminating or at least holding off the strongest enemies who have not yet lost their energy to Minos' technique."

"The weakest among us must focus their forces on killing these victims of his!" Then, he moved with his sword, launching another attack against the level 59 opponent closest to him.

"Bastard!"

"You truly are a pest, Adam!" That regional peak Spiritual King shouted with all his hatred at that fellow, disgusted by the methods of this man who had always seemed righteous.

"Humph!"

"Your organization killed my son! But today, all of you will die!"

"Tsk!"

"Not before you die, you old cad!"

And as more battle scenes developed across that terrain, more people there began to die, victims of the invisible parasite that was devouring their energies.

But, at the same time as the large black ring that was circling the area was stealing energies from the Spiritual Kings in the surroundings, Minos came within the minimum distance necessary to deal with his enemies!

As he came across those three Spiritual Emperors who were also coming toward him, Minos smiled at their ignorance. But thinking how the news about the recurring enemies coming from the Flaming Empire had not left the Black Plain, he was not surprised that those people overestimated themselves.

"So you must be the leader of this organization, huh?" Minos asked that to the level 61 Spiritual Emperor. "Any word before you die? I am feeling pious today. So, I will give you a quick and painless death..."

"Tsk!"

"Brat, why are you doing this? The situation with your father has no bearing on us!"

"We just accomplished a mission for the Silva family, and the assassins involved have even died!" A level 60 cultivator said this angrily.

The other of the same level, who were circling the surrounding area as well as his two companions, preparing to deal with Minos, added. "Besides, the region is all yours already. You know that we never tried to dominate these areas, even if we had power. So why continue with this madness?"

"Don't you crave peace?"

"Oh? That's surprising coming from vicious murderers who have terrorized the region for millennia!" Minos said this mockingly, not believing that these people were clamoring for peace right now.

"Forget about it!" Their leader finally said something as he prepared to attack Minos with everything he had. "That fellow is a lunatic for blood. Let's just hold him off while our companions eliminate those other vermin."

After that, identical black swords appeared on each of the Spiritual Emperors' backs as they made similar movements, intending to finish Minos with a combined attack.

Seeing that, Minos soon understood that they must be using the same technique, one that could be combined when more than one person used it simultaneously.

'Oh? It looks like this place has some interesting stuff.' He felt the conversion of that technique, something very close to the effect of some of his Silver-grade techniques.

'Good for me!'

"Sorry, fellas, but I'll leave to see this technique of yours another day." Minos smiled as his eyes sparkled in rainbow colors, and his body moved, dancing with his dark red-bladed sword.

Infinite Dream!

Spatial Sword!

Swooish!

In that instant, a space up to 160 meters away from Minos came under the spatial restriction of his technique, trapping many of that young man's enemies in their positions before the activation of this technique.

At the same time, each of those three enemies felt considerable restrictions in their bodies, hardly believing that the person fighting them was only a level 54 Spiritual King.

'What a monster!' One of them thought about it in terror, feeling the tenebrous spiritual fluctuations of Minos' mental attack.

Simultaneously, the technique they were about to use against Minos began to break down, something expected to happen if the flow and direction of spiritual energy within their user's body did not follow a specific pattern.

In any case, they did not have much time to look at this incredible world any longer.

They even had defensive techniques that could have some effect in battle. Still, only one of them had enough energy to defend himself against Minos' attack without risking immediate death.

And since only the leader of that organization had a mental technique to protect himself against Minos, the second after that young man's moves, the two weakest Spiritual Emperors fell dead to the ground.

Such a thing happened so fast that even the blades sent by that young man to them passed through the air, heading towards the uneven terrain in the surroundings.

Swooish!

One of the minor peaks in the surroundings was hit hard by those remaining attacks, being cut horizontally from its base!

On the other hand, as Damian watched his companions fall, he used almost everything he had to protect his mind from Minos. But, simultaneously, he used his arms and defensive technique to receive the great blade of spiritual energy coming towards him that could not be deflected.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He cried out in pain as he felt a tremendous mental burden, mixed with the feeling of having the bones of his arm cut off.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

As he screamed in agony, that level 61 man finally stopped walking backward, managing to balance himself from the force that had pushed him in that direction.

"That was good, but not good enough..." Minos said this in a low voice, already a meter away from that individual's back, making a stabbing motion with his sword.

Puff!

"Cough! Cough!" Damian felt Minos' sword go through his heart, immediately starting to cough up blood, stopping feeling the pain in his arms.

"Bast... Basta..." He tried to say something amidst the blood dripping from his mouth and the pain he felt from various parts of his body.

However, Minos had no patience to listen to that opponent's curses and simply rotated his sword while it was still inside that man's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"You've said too much already. Time to die!" After saying that, Minos drew his sword back and then moved to decapitate that person.

Swooish!

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