172: Chapter 172 The Sage of Another Race

Screams, roars, and the clash of weapons intertwined.

Facing the endless alien army, the Human Warriors suffered heavy casualties, and the defense line was in critical danger.

Just as the humans were struggling to hold on, almost bleeding their last drop of blood.

"Crack!"

The void above Tianshui City shattered.

A wave of Heavenly Monarch pressure slammed down onto the human defense line.

"A bunch of lowly blood-food, do you even deserve to struggle here?"

A mocking voice resounded across the battlefield.

From the spatial rift.

A Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch, covered in dark green scales and dragging a thick tail, stepped out.

His vertical pupils were filled with disdain.

"Weak humans, your resistance is meaningless. Just obediently become rations for our clan."

The Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch did not even cast a glance at the humans below, merely waving his hand casually.

Whoosh—!

The sky full of dark green toxic mist transformed into countless poisonous blades, sweeping across the human defense line.

"Ah—!!!"

Screams of extreme agony merged into one.

Thousands of elite Human Warriors defending the city wall did not even have a chance to resist.

Their protective energy shields were corroded away the moment they touched the toxic mist, followed immediately by their armor, flesh, and bones.

In the span of a single breath.

Thousands of living Human Warriors were instantly turned into pools of foul-smelling blood.

A huge gap was torn open in the Tianshui City defense line!

Feelings of despair spread through the heart of every human.

"Alien beast, stop your rampant behavior!!!"

Just as the defense line was about to completely collapse.

An earth-shattering roar came from deep within Tianshui City.

A blood-soaked figure soared into the sky, heading straight for the Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch in mid-air.

The Human Heavenly Monarch, Chu Jing!

At this moment, Chu Jing's eyes were blood-red, and his body was burning with dazzling flames of essence blood.

What was most shocking was his back.

Bound with several thick, ten-thousand-year profound iron chains was a skeleton emitting golden light.

That was the skeleton of a Saint left behind by a human sage!

Knowing he was no match for the Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch, Chu Jing had used his own essence blood as a conduit, carrying the Saint's bones on his back to forcibly borrow the power of a Saint!

"Hum!"

The Saint's skeleton erupted with a faint but inviolable Saintly Might, forming a golden barrier that barely blocked the Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch's subsequent toxic mist attacks.

"So you are borrowing the power of a dead man."

The Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch looked at the Saint's bones on Chu Jing's back and sneered.

"I would like to see how long your old bones, which are about to fall apart, can hold out!"

The Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch transformed into a green streak of light, a poison-drenched bone spear appearing in his hand, and clashed with Chu Jing in mid-air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The battle at the Heavenly Monarch level shattered the surrounding space.

Although Chu Jing had the Saint's bones protecting him, he was ultimately just overdrawing his life force; with every collision, he would violently cough up a mouthful of blood.

But he fought to the death without retreating, gritting his teeth, dragging the Lizard Clan Heavenly Monarch in mid-air.

The Human Warriors below looked up at this scene, their eyes brimming with hot tears.

"It's Heavenly Monarch Chu Jing!"

"Lord Heavenly Monarch is risking his life!"

"Brothers, Lord Heavenly Monarch hasn't given up, we cannot retreat either! Fight to the death!"

The Human Warriors gripped their weapons tightly again, flames of determination to perish together with the enemy burning in their eyes.

However.

Heaven did not grant their wish.

True despair had only just arrived.

"Rumble—!!!"

The sea surface, already raging from the battle, suddenly and without warning stirred up monstrous waves ten thousand feet high.

The entire Tianshui City, along with the land beneath its feet, shook under the pressure of this tsunami.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the world plunged into darkness.

Within those sky-obscuring waves.

Two massive figures emerged from the abyss of the deep sea.

Their bodies were larger than mountains, covered in disgusting slime, scales, and writhing tentacles.

The Mother Hydra let out a shrill screech.

This screech contained extreme mental pollution.

"Ah—my head!"

On the city wall, countless human martial artists painfully clutched their heads, bleeding from their seven orifices, and some even went mad, swinging their blades at the comrades beside them.

The Father of the Deep Ones— "Dagon"!

The Mother of the Deep Ones— "Hydra"!

Two true Alien Saints!

"What... what kind of monsters are those?"

Chu Tianxing's hand holding the broken blade trembled; he widened his eyes, his gaze full of fear.

"Saints... true Saint-level powerhouses!"

The entire human side fell into silence.

Nothing is more sorrowful than a dead heart.

Facing a Heavenly Monarch, they still had the courage to fight for their lives.

But facing a true Saint, it was an absolute dimensionality-reduction strike originating from the depths of the soul.

Dagon's bulging, gigantic eyes rotated, locking onto Chu Jing, who was struggling in mid-air.

"Mere ant, how dare you borrow the power of a Saint?"

Dagon let out a deafening, wild laugh that pierced everyone's eardrums.

The terrifying Saintly Might crushed directly toward Chu Jing.

"Crack! Crack!"

The Saint's skeleton on Chu Jing's back emitted sounds of cracking under the unbearable pressure in the face of this true Saintly Might.

The golden light dimmed.

"Pfft!"

Chu Jing violently coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his bones breaking inch by inch under the pressure of the Saintly Might.

Dagon sneered.

It raised that sky-obscuring, gigantic palm, bringing with it terrifying power to crush everything, and slammed it down fiercely toward Chu Jing.

"Bang!"

There was no suspense.

Chu Jing was swatted away by Dagon's palm, his blood tracing an arc in mid-air.

And the Saint's skeleton on his back was forcibly stripped away by the wind of Dagon's palm, flying toward Dagon.

"Human Saint bones, just right for sacrificing to the great Cthulhu!"

Dagon laughed wildly, its gigantic palm suddenly reaching out, intending to snatch away the Saint's skeleton.

All humans witnessed this scene.

Hope was completely extinguished.

Tianshui City fell into its truly darkest hour.

Countless warriors dejectedly put down their weapons, closed their eyes, and waited for death to arrive.

"It's over... the humans are finished..."

Chu Tianxing knelt on the ground, tears mixed with blood flowing down.

Just as everyone witnessed the destruction of hope and fell into the darkest hour.

"Swish—!!!"

A figure in black cut through the long night shrouded in deathly aura.

Intercepting the flying Saint's skeleton.

Lin Fan stood in the void, facing the hideous Dagon, and raised his hand to unleash the "Thunder Emperor Finger" from the Thunder Emperor's precious technique.

"Zzzzt!"

Violent purple lightning spread crazily along Dagon's massive arm.

Where the destructive lightning passed, hard scales and flesh turned into charcoal.

A thick smell of burnt meat permeated the air.

"Roar—!"

Dagon let out a painful roar.

As the Father of the Deep Ones and a true Saint-level powerhouse, it reacted extremely quickly.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Dagon swung its other giant hand down, transforming it into a sharp water blade.

"Pshhh!"

It severed its own thick arm, infected by the lightning, right at the root!

The severed arm fell in mid-air, blasted into a cloud of fly ash by the lightning.

Green, foul-smelling blood gushed out like a waterfall, staining the sea below into a murky mess.