Sullo's clothes fluttered in the wind.
His suppressed aura was now released and it was like a mountain that pressed against everyone's hearts.
Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the princess' face but tears rolled down the corners of her eyes at the same time.
Her expression was sad and happy at the same time, a mixed array of complicated expressions flowing through her.
"In the future, we will most probably never meet again."
Sullo flew into the sky, his majestic aura crushing down against the million soldier orc army outside the city.
An indescribable power caused some of the weaker werewolf infantrymen and musk deer people to explode on the spot.
Just by relying on his aura, he had instantly crushed over half the orc army.
Even the slightly stronger heavy armored bear soldiers directly lay on the ground, almost unable to move.
The most tragic of deaths were the harpies, falling to the ground like flies under Sullo's terrifying aura.
Their bodies splattered all across the ground.
Some of the more unlucky ones were smashed into the weapons in the hands of the ground troops.
They pierced themselves onto their enemies' long spears and other dangerous objects.
A miracle was happening.
A fox wizard behind the orc army was scared out of his wits. He turned around and was about to escape.
However, with Sullo here, how could he give them a chance to escape?
He pointed to the sky and shouted in a cold and stern voice, "Heavenly Lightning Spell!"
In an instant, the sky had been clear for thousands of miles became covered with dark clouds.
Tens of thousands of silver lights fell and lightning rolled. It was like a force that could destroy the world.
The fox wizards did not even have the chance to react and were turned into ashes under the ten thousand lightning bolts.
Sullo did not stand idly as he watched the bearman heavy infantrymen move forward.
He pointed to the ground and shouted coldly as if he was facing a group of ants. "Earth Flame Spell!"
Cracks began to appear on the flat and solid ground.
First, a streak of red light flashed through the cracks, followed by an endless stream of lava erupting from within.
The raging flames burned the heavily armored bearman infantrymen who were lying on the ground into charcoal.
After these two attacks, he had easily exterminated the heavy armored bearman infantrymen who were the orc army's mainstay, as well as the fox mages who provided magical support.
At this moment, the people of Jonah Kingdom finally recognized the invincible figure in the sky.
"Isn't that Mr. Su, whom the princess invited as a guest?"
"Oh my God! How can Mr. Su have such powerful strength? isn't he an ordinary person?"
Many people had various doubts in their hearts, but most of them were overjoyed.
In Jonah Kingdom's palace, the King and Queen quickly reacted.
"Quick, summon the princess over… Forget it, I'll go over personally with the Queen!"
The King and Queen had originally wanted to summon the princess over to ask about Sullo in detail.
But halfway through their words, the old couple who were over 50 years old, decided to go over personally to ask.
They couldn't wait to find out who was this Mr. Su who had saved them was.
At this moment, Sullo's mission to destroy the orc army had finally reached its most crucial moment.
The priest in charge of guarding the king's tent wasn't affected by Sullo's aura at all.
300 priests held saint crystal staffs and chanted some mysterious prayers.
A strange wave swept over Jonah Kingdom's capital.
Rays of white light flew out of the priests' bodies and condensed into a ball in the air.
This white ball of light continued to gather in the sky.
The seemingly solid white light ball twisted crazily and finally formed a swan-man that was a thousand feet tall.
At this moment, the 300 swan-man priests below fell to the ground with a loud crash. They were dead.
Seeing this scene, Sullo could not help but narrow his eyes and stop what he was doing.
He could clearly sense that this swan-man that was a thousand feet tall actually had a faint holy aura surrounding it.
"Blasphemer! Die!" The giant swan-man's voice resounded throughout the sky.
A light sword that was even bigger than his body slashed toward Sullo.
The people on the city wall couldn't help but exclaim and quickly warned Sullo to be careful.
However, just as the light sword was about to land on Sullo's head...
He gently raised his right hand and propped up the light sword.
"Hehe! The 300 swan-man priests have the same cultivation method as our gods. In the end, they were able to use their soul power to condense a peak-stage demigod war weapon. This idea is quite ingenious. However, it all ends here.
After saying that, Sullo lightly exerted force on his hand.
The light sword collapsed, cracking before it even made contact with Sullo.
Finally, the giant swan-man collapsed himself, turning into specks of white light and dissipating into the air.
At this point, the million soldier orc army had been completely annihilated, leaving only the royal orc race—Beamon—alive.
"Roar! Damn Evil God, you actually killed my clansmen and annihilated my army. I'll fight you to the death!" An explosive roar came from the battlefield below.
Sullo lowered his head and saw that it was a giant Beamon that was over three meters tall, with fists like boulders and arms that could run horses.
As it spoke, this giant Beamon's body rapidly grew in height. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached a height of 30 feet.
In particular, it had a pair of sharp claws that were three meters long and shone in the cold light.
This Beamon squatted down and propped its feet on the ground. It soared into the sky and waved its sharp claws at Sullo.
Sullo laughed and said with disdain, "Another demigod? I guess it's not unreasonable for the Beast Alliance to develop to such a scale."
In just one day, the Beast Alliance had produced two demigods.
The strongest royal archmage in the Jonah Kingdom was only at the level of a rank-ten saint.
Compared to the Beast Alliance, they were indeed far inferior.
As he spoke, Sullo stretched out his right hand and pressed it down.
The giant Beamon that flew up like a cannonball instantly crashed back to the ground at an even faster speed.
Boom!
The Beamon landed on the ground and an earth-shattering sound reverberated in the sky.
On the hard ground, a huge pit that was dozens of meters in diameter and hundreds of meters deep was forcefully smashed out.
In the blink of an eye, King Beamon was heavily injured and didn't even have the strength to get up and fight again.
The remaining Beamon race immediately knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness.
"Great God, please forgive our arrogance and give us a way out!"
"Great God, merciful Lord! Please forgive our offense..."
When Su Luo saw this, he nodded slightly and said with satisfaction, "If you want to live, then pledge your faith to me!"
The Beamons looked at each other and made a decision.
At this moment, King Beamon, who had been thrown into the ground, was helped out by his subordinates.
At this moment, King Beamon no longer had the arrogant look from before.
He knelt on the ground and said sincerely and humbly, "Great God, thank you for forgiving us. I swear in my name as King Beamon that I will serve you for the rest of my life and offer my sincere faith to you."
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have received 1,032 Beamon believers. The thousand-fold amplification system has been successfully triggered. You have received Golden Beamons...]