The Rise of the Black Plain - Chapter 2700: Result of the Fight

The moment he heard Minos’ order, Wovar was ready and did what he had to, consuming the parasite he had nurtured since the aftermath of the fight against the Armhands General, who had tried to kill Minos decades ago.

Back then, he was only a level 112 Sovereign. Now he was a level 116 Supreme, having, with Minos’ help, achieved those four advancements.

As soon as he sacrificed his Flashdrain parasite, Wovar knew he might risk his life, because of the weakened state he would be in afterwards, or because of the dangers of no longer being able to use this trump card in the future. However, the entire group had agreed even before arriving in Uzira that they would sacrifice their parasites as needed.

It would be more worthwhile to sacrifice their Flashdrains than to accept deaths among them!

All the members of Armhands were determined to sacrifice their parasites for the best possible outcome for the group whenever necessary. Minos had been the first and now it was Wovar’s turn!

In the blink of an eye, the giant was covered in a golden aura as his cultivation reached an impressive level 119!

Taking the lead of the group, he moved his giant hands against the red worm’s body, moving his body so fast that the air masses in the surroundings exploded, with cracks appearing around where he moved.

A giant like him was special. Having always been able to fight those above his level, Wovar didn’t intend to force one more of his companions into the situation he was in at the moment.

As he attacked the white worm, he put his immense strength to use, reaching the creature’s upper body and ignoring the threatening purple energy around it.

The white worm froze, not believing the sudden change in one of its enemies. But with no time for further thought, it tried its best to prepare for the collision.

Wovar’s right hand reached the red and black creature’s head in time, piercing through the worm’s defenses and even the enemies’ awful energy. Deforming the worm’s upper body, Wovar exposed the creature’s gray blood as its body was flung away, letting out a mournful cry.

Minos, Tiolos and Walkas moved, not missing an opportunity to appear near the white worm as they attacked it with everything they had.

An enormous dragon’s foot descended from the sky, gaining speed as the physical attacks of the two level 117 Supremes took shape.

Clexvog saw his brother attacking with everything and also moved, using his cultivation pressure together with his level 116 and 115 allies to immobilize the creature in agony.

Even though half of its head had been destroyed by Wovar’s attack, the white worm was harder to kill than common sense would have it. Even without thinking rationally, it kept moving in search of an escape, finding itself in a terrible situation in which it could be killed quickly.

Minos’ dragon foot would reach it before it could crawl out of its grasp, while the pressure of the other individuals took effect. But as it suffered from the movement of these enemies who had sacrificed nothing, the worm felt a gigantic shadow cover it, with a strange chill reaching its spine.

Its mind was destroyed, but its heart was still beating along with almost all its senses working. In that instant, it felt it was facing death.

Wovar took advantage of the remaining time he had and moved his two hands against each other, tilting his immense body as he intended to crush the rest of the enemy’s body with a clapping motion.

All his allies recoiled when they sensed his move, protecting their ears, already aware of the effects that would appear in the area as soon as his move was completed.

A thunderous blast capable of knocking over inattentive early 12th stage creatures erupted from the impact position as black blood and worm’s flesh spread across the surroundings like a shower of remains.

The moment Wovar’s hands touched the worm’s body, the creature exploded, losing over 70% of the remaining part of its body, which liquefied and spread over at least 5 square kilometers of area.

Some of the essence of the level 120 worm corrupted the plants it touched, decomposing them, while turning part of the soil into dead areas, contaminating the ground.

Minos had skillfully predicted the fate of this fight and protected his companions by warning them exactly where to move and take refuge.

Wovar faltered at the sight of the enemy’s dead body, a look of realization drawing across his immense face.

His brother appeared at his side, bringing one of his arms around Wovar’s shoulder, giving him support to keep standing.

Even though it had all happened so quickly, those had been blows loaded with the maximum power Wovar had to attack. With just two moves in this fight, he had used all the essence he had gotten from his sacrifice and soon showed signs of weakening.

“Let’s move!” Minos warned his group after confirming the death of the level 120 worm. “Soon, creatures native to the area will realize what has happened and search for those responsible!”

The group already knew this and, having nothing to collect in the surroundings, followed his lead as they moved away from the area, with Clexvog carrying Wovar.

Those who hadn’t actively fought moved to keep watch on the surroundings and give their main warriors a bit of time to breathe. Meanwhile, Minos looked at Wenni and Walkas and sent them back to their coffins.

As he used the Nautilus’ Compass, he found the best route to take, given the possibilities in the surroundings.

Ruth immediately began to use her powers on the Supremes in the group, who she could affect as she was still temporarily at the peak of level 114. Abby and Gloria stayed by Wovar’s side, with Tiolos keeping an eye on the giant, who would soon enter an extremely vulnerable state.

Given the dangerous place they were in, everyone there imagined that Wovar wasn’t the last one they’d have to look after, after fights like today. Today they had merely begun their difficult period of adaptation to Uzira!