Five minutes flew by in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, within the Demon Arena.
Avril, shield in hand, took her position on the left, covering the left half of the circle.
Lin Dong, astride his Undead Warhorse, poised for action on the right, was in charge of that hemisphere.
These two tanks were set to absorb the brunt of the monster onslaught, creating an optimal offensive opportunity for their team.
Blues donned his crimson robe and gripped a silver-white staff, ready to unleash his magic at a moment's notice.
Puluo transformed into a towering treant, his focus squarely on Avril and Lin Dong. He was certain that as long as the two tanks stood their ground, the rest of the team would face no peril.
Lei Kun invoked an arcane spell, invoking the mighty Khesururu. His head morphed into a red octopus, tattered bat wings sprouted from his back, and his limbs became massive tentacles lined with suckers.
His appearance was grotesque.
Furthermore, Lei Kun emitted an eerie drone that set everyone's nerves on edge.
"Thank goodness I didn't choose that class," Chen Guo quipped, "It's revolting."
Lei Kun shrugged it off, "Power is all that matters. If I could become Khesururu right now, I'd do it in a heartbeat. My girlfriend died right before my eyes at the beginning; it taught me that nothing but strength can be depended on."
So you're saying you gained your first fortune by inheriting your girlfriend's power? Truly a cursed star.
Chen Guo silently scoffed.
Tension gripped everyone, yet Chen Guo remained cool and collected.
Such was his philosophy on life.
At last, the countdown dwindled to the final second.
A thunderous roar echoed as the ground trembled and split open, revealing a series of lava pools. The acrid smell of sulfur permeated the air, and the sky almost instantly darkened to an olive hue.
From the lava pools emerged demons of various shapes and sizes.
Among them were purple demons!
"Abyss Demon, Level 30, Fighting Capacity: 100,000!"
These Abyss Demons were in abundance.
Their fighting capacity might have been a mere 100,000, but it was formidable nonetheless. Especially considering that Avril, the weakest among the six, had a fighting capacity of 190,000—barely more than what two Abyss Demons could muster together.
Behemoths that rivaled the size of mountains stood among the demons!
"Giant Mouth Demon, Level 35, Combat Strength: 200,000!"
These Giant Mouth Demons were a sight to behold, boasting a combat strength that surpassed Avril's by a staggering ten thousand!
And then there was the ominous black demon crowned with a single horn.
"Demon Lord of Terror, Level 40, Combat Strength: 300,000!"
This Demon Lord of Terror's might exceeded that of half the warriors gathered here. Thankfully, they were the minority and appeared to be commanders, holding back from the front lines for the time being.
In just a moment, the Demon Arena was swarming with a diverse array of demons. The thousand-strong legion resembled a plague of locusts, blotting out the sky when viewed from above.
In comparison, Chen Guo and his team seemed like a tiny skiff amidst raging waves.
"Man, oh man, talk about brutal enemies! I thought an average combat strength of 50,000 was already unfair, but these demons start at 100,000 and go up to 300,000. This is outright slaughter!" Lei Kun exclaimed in an incredulous tone.
Chen Guo responded, "Regardless, our only option is to fight. Let's get to it—give it all we've got!"
The gravity of the situation was etched on everyone's faces. Facing a thousand enemies of such formidable strength was no easy task. They would need to muster all their might for even a sliver of hope.
Yet Chen Guo remained composed. With the Flying Thunder God Art at his disposal, he could strike or defend as needed, without fear for his own life. Should his allies fall, he was prepared to wage a guerrilla war.
"Annihilate these accursed humans!"
"Grind them to dust, and mix their ashes with our meals!"
"Rend their bodies into countless pieces!"
The demons bellowed their battle cries, converging on Chen Guo and his companions from every direction.
The very earth quaked beneath their advance.
The Abyss Demons led the charge.
They swarmed en masse, an endless, dark cloud of destruction.
The Giant Mouth Demons moved among them, their colossal forms like mobile steel bastions capable of breaching any defense.
The Demon Lords of Terror commanded from the rear, their wings beating the air as they hovered, poised to join the fray at a moment's notice.
Any ordinary trial challenger would have been paralyzed with fear at such a sight, but the six legends present were of a different caliber, each a storied name on the Legendary List.
Legendary figures, whether touched by fortune or not, whether they rose through innate talent or sheer will, were all veterans of countless battles. They were unshaken in the face of conflict and harbored no fear of death.
"Sacred Shield!"
"Holy Fire!"
"Archangel's Blade!"
"Judgment of the Templar!"
Avril charged to the forefront, her shield deflecting blows, with Holy Fire blazing at her feet and a Sacred Shield enveloping her. Her sword danced in her hand, casting one formidable Holy Light skill after another.
Avril stood as the linchpin, her presence alone holding back the demonic tide within a semicircular bastion. The relentless demons found themselves powerless against the brilliance of her Holy Light.
"Holy Retribution!"
Once Avril had absorbed enough onslaught, her prodigious talent allowed her to unleash the accumulated attacks back upon the demons in an instant.
"What sorcery is this!"
"It can't be!"
"Argh!"
The demons wailed as they fell in droves.
Puluo attended to Avril's wounds, remarking, "Avril's actual fighting capacity far surpasses what the data suggests. She's easily in the 300,000 range! Her defense is as solid as a mountain!"
Chen Guo concurred, "Indeed, she is an extraordinary woman."
On the other flank, Lin Dong rode valiantly, his rune sword flashing as he weaved through the demonic horde, challenging and slaying with lethal precision.
"Frost Surge!"
"Rune Assault!"
"Resurrection!"
The Death Knight's formidable ability lay in his power to animate the slain enemies temporarily, turning them into puppets to fight on his behalf. Lin Dong raised one fallen demon after another, commanding them to battle anew as his undead minions.
Yet Lin Dong, only half a tank, let some formidable demons slip through. Many charged into the ranks of the fighters, but fortunately, Lei Kun was ready to intervene.
True to his word, Lei Kun wielded formidable control. His psychic spells left demons dazed and immobile for what seemed like an eternity. His tendrils shot out, ensnaring and immobilizing the demons with unyielding grip.
And when the moment was ripe, it was Blues' turn to strike.
"Blaze Charge!"
"Wall of Fire!"
"Fireball, Fireball, Fireball, Fireball, Fireball..."
"Inferno Burst!"
"Living Bomb!"
Magicians have always been likened to artillery pieces.
But Fire Magicians? They're the artillery among artillery.
And right now, Blues is embodying the very essence of that firepower.