The two armies confronted each other.
As commanders, Tiger King and Eagle King stepped forward to the front lines, facing each other from hundreds of meters apart.
These two clans have fought countless wars, and tempers have flared to the point where, despite both being Monster Race, each side wants nothing more than to slaughter the other.
As per custom, Tiger King and Eagle King traded a round of insults before the battle began.
Thunder Grenades!
Suddenly, Tiger King gave a sly smile. Instantly, tens of thousands of Thunder Grenades were hurled from the Land-Beast army into the ranks of the Sky-Wing army.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosions merged into a deafening roar, screams rang out everywhere, and after just one wave of Thunder Grenades, the Sky-Wing army was left stunned. Their ranks were packed too tightly and caught completely off guard, so the casualties were especially severe—two million dead or wounded in an instant.
Again!
Seeing the Thunder Grenades wreak havoc, Tiger King waved his hand again, and tens of thousands more Thunder Grenades were thrown.
Run!
Quick, run!
Caught completely off guard, the Sky-Wing Clan's monsters were terrified by the explosions. Seeing another wave of Thunder Grenades coming, they spread their wings and desperately fled.
Seeing this, Eagle King was furious but powerless to do anything.
Meanwhile, Tiger King burst out laughing in triumph.
Attack!
At Tiger King's command, the five-million-strong Land-Beast army charged at the Sky-Wing army with a roar.
Retreat! Retreat!
Seeing his army in chaos, Eagle King knew he had lost the war and could only give the order to retreat.
After giving the retreat order, Eagle King soared into the sky under the protection of several Martial Saint-level monsters, aiming to escape back to Sky-Wing Forest.
"Eagle King! Next year on this day will be your death anniversary—stay here!"
Tiger King shouted, and instantly, a gigantic silver palm descended from the sky.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Eagle King and his Martial Saint bodyguards were all slapped down from midair.
"Go!"
At Tiger King's signal, more than twenty Martial Saint-level Land-Beast monsters charged forward, launching a frenzied assault on Eagle King and his men.
The Land-Beast side was fully prepared and had far more Martial Saints than the Sky-Wing Clan. In less than fifteen minutes, all of Eagle King's Martial Saint bodyguards were killed, and even Eagle King himself was covered in wounds.
Just as Eagle King was about to be killed by the Land-Beast Martial Saints, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him. With a sweep of his sleeve, the newcomer sent dozens of Land-Beast Martial Saints flying.
The newcomer was a gaunt, middle-aged man in black robes, with a hooked nose, thin lips, and fierce eyes that sent chills down the spine of anyone he looked at.
"Ancestor, you're finally here! I've fallen into Tiger King's trap—please get me out of here!"
Eagle King, who had lost all hope, was overjoyed at the sight of the black-robed man.
At that moment, Tiger King strode forward, gazing at the black-robed man with pride. "Black Eagle Ancestor, the outcome is decided. Why not join the Land-Beast Clan? I promise you'll have the same status as Golden Tiger and Silver Tiger."
Hearing this, Eagle King's expression changed dramatically. He snorted coldly, "Tiger King, I only fell into your trap by accident. I swear, today's humiliation will be repaid tenfold another day!"
"Shut up! We're leaving!"
Black Eagle Ancestor snapped, grabbed Eagle King, and flew off into the distance. For some reason, he felt uneasy.
"Black Eagle, where do you think you're going!"
A loud shout rang out, followed by a massive silver palm strike—Silver Tiger, the Monster God, had made his move.
"Hmph!"
Black Eagle Ancestor snorted coldly but didn't want to clash head-on with Silver Tiger. He twisted in midair and flew off in another direction.
"Ha! Black Eagle, I've been waiting for you!"
Another voice rang out, and a golden palm sliced through the air, forcing Black Eagle Ancestor to change direction again.
"Black Eagle Ancestor, please witness my sword!"
A sword light, like a meteor, slashed through the air, once again blocking Black Eagle Ancestor's escape.
"Human Martial God!"
Black Eagle Ancestor finally understood his unease. With Golden Tiger and Silver Tiger, he had a seventy percent chance of escape, but with a Human Martial God added, his odds dropped below ten percent.
As for Eagle King, gripped in Black Eagle Ancestor's hand, he was scared silly, muttering, "It's over! It's over!"
"Black Eagle Ancestor, I ask you one last time: will you surrender or not?"
Tiger King spoke again, his voice booming.
"Tiger King, you're not qualified to make Black Eagle Ancestor surrender!" Black Eagle Ancestor glanced at him with disdain.
"Then die!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, and a young man in black dragon robes appeared in the sky.
Son of Heaven Dragon Fist!
Boom!
It was as if a dazzling sun had risen—everyone was blinded by the light, and then a massive golden dragon charged forth from the brilliance.
Roar! Roar!
The dragon's roar shook everyone to the core. In an instant, the golden dragon appeared before Black Eagle Ancestor and Eagle King, swallowing them both.
Human Emperor, spare them!
Seeing this, Tiger King could not help but shout.
Although Black Eagle Ancestor refused, his attitude was not firm. Tiger King believed that with more persuasion, Black Eagle Ancestor might surrender.
Boom!
With a deafening blast, the golden dragon exploded, and two shattered corpses fell from the sky—one was Black Eagle Ancestor, the other Eagle King. Both were utterly destroyed.
With a single gesture, a Monster God was wiped out.
Among the army, the Fox Clan watched in awe. Serena Fox, the Seventh Princess, felt her heart race, utterly captivated.
Sorry, Tiger King. If that guy escaped, he'd be a huge threat. I had no choice but to kill him!" Ian Song landed beside Tiger King, apologizing sincerely.
Human Emperor, I told you to stop! Why didn't you listen? If we'd tried harder, Black Eagle Ancestor might have surrendered!" Tiger King shouted at Ian Song.
Tiger King, are you questioning me?
Ian Song's face darkened, his gaze icy as he stared at Tiger King. Tiger King's fur stood on end, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Thud! Thud!
Under Ian Song's piercing gaze, Tiger King trembled and stepped back several times.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Golden Tiger and Silver Tiger landed beside Tiger King, watching Ian Song warily.
Human Emperor, please don't misunderstand. I was just anxious and misspoke—I didn't mean to question you!" Tiger King quickly apologized.
Hmph, words can bring disaster. I hope Tiger King remembers this lesson. Farewell!
With that, Ian Song soared into the sky and disappeared with Darren Fang Easton.
Watching Ian Song leave, Tiger King finally breathed a sigh of relief. But soon his face darkened, and he growled, "That guy is too arrogant. One day, I'll make him pay!"
Hearing Tiger King's harsh words, Serena Fox secretly scoffed. If you really had the ability to make the Human Emperor pay, you wouldn't just talk tough behind his back.
Golden Tiger and Silver Tiger understood well—anyone who could kill Black Eagle Ancestor in one move was far stronger than them.
Golden Tiger said solemnly, "Tiger King, don't provoke the Humans. As long as the Human Emperor lives, neither the Monster nor Devil races will ever rise again!"
At this, he couldn't help but deeply regret not daring to join forces with the Human Emperor to kill the Devil God.