Lynton's words made Evan Chu shake his head. What a joke—going up against two mid Saint Venerables at once? Did they really think he was as useless as the Blood-Demon Patriarch?
"Big brother! Are you still going to hide even now? Don't forget, I was created by you—your strengths and weaknesses are as clear to me as they are to you. And because I was born from Star Soul origin, my understanding of Stellar Power goes even deeper than yours!
I believe that as long as you and those two battle it out in the outer starfield, there's definitely a chance to kill at least one of them!
"And what about the other one?"
"Leave him to me. I can hold him back so he won't interfere with you. With my current cultivation at peak Saint Lord, I should be able to manage it."
Seeing the resolve in Lynton's eyes, Evan Chu couldn't help but waver.
Flowing-Light Mother-Child Stars—Evan Chu had never even heard of such stars, yet they supposedly possessed power greater than the Crimson Demon Star. And having fully fused with the Crimson Demon Star himself, Evan knew just how terrifying its Stellar Power truly was!
"Alright! I'll trust you on this. But... these thousand stars can't go to waste..."
Evan Chu glanced to the side. Earlier, to avoid the terrifying force of the meteor explosions, all the legion soldiers had bunched together—now, no matter how you tried, you couldn't get them to scatter. He couldn't help but laugh to himself.
If these thousand meteors dropped now, it would wipe them all out in one go!
In the brief moment of their conversation, Marcus Pearlstream and Darren Lanford had already closed in on Evan Chu.
"Hmph! Hiding in the shadows and using these underhanded tricks—what kind of skill is that? If you've got guts, come face me head-on! I'll even let you have one hand!" Marcus Pearlstream taunted.
Marcus had wanted to rush forward and kill Evan Chu outright, but when he saw those thousand meteors, he hesitated and didn't dare approach any closer.
"You're just a lowly early Saint Lord. If you dare step out and fight, I'll show you what real power looks like!"
Darren Lanford also didn't dare to advance—he could only stand at a distance, trying to provoke Evan Chu with his words.
But Evan Chu just smiled faintly. "You want a head-on fight? Fine—let's battle then!"
Marcus and Darren's faces lit up with joy, certain their taunts had worked and Evan Chu was about to do something foolish.
But in the next instant, Evan Chu's ten fingers danced—the power of the final thousand meteors was unleashed, raining down in a savage bombardment below.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The violent explosions erupted—the legion soldiers below didn't even have time to react before flesh and bone flew everywhere, souls shattered, and tens of thousands died in an instant. With this cataclysmic blast, the Flowing-Light Legion and Lanford Legion were wiped from existence!
The massive explosion lasted for more than ten breaths. The earth below was blasted open with thousands of deep craters, and the city once guarded by the Sky Tiger Legion vanished in the aftermath.
"You... damn you! Today, I will kill you no matter what!"
"Bastard! You destroyed my legion—I'll kill you, even if it costs me my life!"
The shockwaves from the explosion left Marcus and Darren in a sorry state. But almost immediately, rage exploded within them. In their dynasties, a Throne's foundation is the power of his legion—the stronger the legion, the greater the authority.
Now, with their legions completely destroyed, they were nothing but commanders without troops. Returning to their dynasties meant losing not just their thrones, but possibly facing execution under dynastic law!
Seeing Evan Chu had exhausted his last trump card, they no longer felt fear. For an early Saint Lord ant to cause them such losses was the ultimate humiliation!
So, without caring about anything else, they attacked in a frenzy—wanting nothing more than to tear Evan Chu apart and vent their fury.
"A Saint Lord ant like you dares to act arrogant in front of me? Come on, if you've got the guts, let's fight it out in the outer starfield!"
"Afraid of you? Not a chance!"
"So what if I fight you? You're just asking for death!"
The massive explosion lasted for more than ten breaths. The earth below was blasted open with thousands of deep craters, and the city once guarded by the Sky Tiger Legion vanished in the aftermath.
"You... damn you! Today, I will kill you no matter what!"
"Bastard! You destroyed my legion—I'll kill you, even if it costs me my life!"
The shockwaves from the explosion left Marcus and Darren in a sorry state. But almost immediately, rage exploded within them. In their dynasties, a Throne's foundation is the power of his legion—the stronger the legion, the greater the authority.
Now, with their legions completely destroyed, they were nothing but commanders without troops. Returning to their dynasties meant losing not just their thrones, but possibly facing execution under dynastic law!
Seeing Evan Lin had exhausted his last trump card, they no longer felt fear. For an early Saint Lord ant to cause them such losses was the ultimate humiliation!
So, without caring about anything else, they attacked in a frenzy—wanting nothing more than to tear Evan Lin apart and vent their fury.
"A Saint Lord ant like you dares to act arrogant in front of me? Come on, if you've got the guts, let's fight it out in the outer starfield!"
"Afraid of you? Not a chance!"
"So what if I fight you? You're just asking for death!"