530 Belos (1/2)
Unbeknown to the Celestial World, within the Myriad Dreams Shroud, an unprecedented battle played out. Each Dragon Duke summoned 30 Chthonian Lord from their respective secret forces to split the 300 Titans into twelve groups, not only mitigating their numbers but preventing the maximum use of battle formations. The Titan's battalion originally comprised 140 early-stage Legendary Titan Gods, 100 at the mid-stage, 47 at the late-stage, and 13 at the peak.
Following the division, each platoon on average comprised 12 early-stage Legendary Titan Gods, 8 at the mid-stage, 4 at the late-stage and 1 at the peak. Of those 12 Titan platoons, the Titan Lord's was undoubtedly the mightiest for although they possessed the same cultivation level, those other peak-stage Legendary Titan Gods were not his match.
On the Myriad Dreams Valley's side, the Chthonian Dragon Dukes each boasted a peak-stage Grand Devil cultivation base, equal to mid-stage Legendary Gods while the 360 Chthonian Lords they'd summoned each stood at the late-stage of the Grand Devil Realm, merely equal to the peak of the Ancestral God Rank.
Although they won in manpower, cultivation wise, the Titans didn't doubt that they weren't their match. And at first, the Titan Lord even wondered why those foreign helpers so desperately wanted them to source out those Chthonian forces.
His thoughts soon underwent a 180-degree turn.
In terms of bloodline strength, although the gathered Titans were the cream of the crop, they fell a step short to even those Chthonian Lords. As for the Dragon Dukes, they were in a whole other league. Even the Demon and Deva Primogens' bloods couldn't compare!
Worse, their cultivation methods and innate skills turned out to be mind-boggling headaches. Devils were not merely cultivators, but the demons in all hearts. As long as rage, bloodlust, or any kind of nefarious or depraved emotions existed in their opponents' hearts, they possessed an innate advantage. Better, as they battle prolonged, they would only grow stronger!
But that merely was the tip of the iceberg. If being shackled by an outwardly weaker but inwardly unfathomable enemy was frustrating enough, when a Titan God's fist squashed a Chthonian Lord's head and soul, the Titans soon came to another horrid realization.
”Tarnation, they can't be killed.”
The Titan Lord stammered while similar words echoed from his subordinates' minds. It was common knowledge that the destruction of the soul was the end of even deities. However, those Chthonian Beings could instantly remold even their souls!
How could they die?
And indeed, they were right, without at least Primal Law Embodiment, Chthonian Lords couldn't be killed. On the field, there wasn't one entity able to slay those key members of Konrad's immortal forces. The same didn't apply in reverse.
”Innate Skill: Auspicious Clouds!”
The Dragon Dukes proclaimed in tandem, filling the area with a surge of kaleidoscope clouds. Instantly, the Titans felt their strength drop. Although the Dragon Dukes' Auspicious Clouds weren't enough to invalidate their laws and strength, they still experienced an overall reduction of battle-power.
Cashing on that, the Chthonian Lords made their counterattack, first targeting the weak links of the Titan platoons and eliminating all early-stage Legendary Gods in a lightning assault! One Titan God used Nature Laws to raise dozens of earthen barriers, from raw rock walls to intricate vine wall formations.
Little did he expect the three Chthonian Lords targeting him to turn into Ravenous Ghosts, bypass the walls, and devour him body and soul!
Another had not even raised his defenses that three Chthonian Lords' blades sliced his legs, waist, and neck! Similar situations played out all around. Meanwhile, the peak-stage Legendary Titan Gods were startled to see themselves isolated in unique dimensions by the Dragon Dukes' Auspicious Clouds!
Although overshadowed by its Law and cultivation suppressing abilities, Auspicious Clouds' domain separation and isolation was by itself a formidable skill enabling the user to trap their foe in a lesser domain where even Realm Wills didn't have access. In those domains, the dragons' strength and mobility increased while the foe's decreased at the same rate.
Although to the onlookers' eyes, the Titans remained on the same scene, in Truth, their leaders all lay in separate mini-Realms. Now, Besaran, the Titan Lord was finally starting to feel fright creep on his gargantuan body. To him, dying in battle was glorious and his personal life and death of little consequence.
However, although in the Titan Domain they still kept 400 elders in reserve, should all 300 of perish here, their world's newly built foundation was bound to experience horrendous damage!
”Where the hell are they?!
The Titan Lord cursed while raising his eyes toward the sky. Alas, the Myriad Dreams Mist prevented him from looking beyond. But as the Titan Lord sought his reinforcements, a jet-black claw wrapped with terrible Death Laws tore through the air as it hurtled at him!
Recoiling, the Titan Lord stretched out his 18 arms, clenched his fists, and threw eighteen, simultaneous punches at the dragon's Death Claw. From those punches, War, Truth, and Fate Laws erupted alongside the full-might of his bloodline strength.