At this moment, Long Haochen was not only Saint Guard No. 10’s eyes but also his commander. In Saint Guard No. 10’s mind, an image like a map appeared, marking the surrounding terrain and the enemies within Long Haochen’s perception. Although these enemies were highly concentrated, they were perfectly suited to Saint Guard No. 10, the controller of wind, in the dense fog. Moreover, the Snake Demons in front were engaged in a major battle.

Intense dark magical power churned in the air, and the source of this dark magical power came from a giant pillar that seemed to connect heaven and earth.

The pillar was pitch black and rooted directly in the yellowish-green swamp mud. The pillar, with a diameter of five meters, soared into the sky, with a vaguely human-headed, snake-bodied figure coiling around it. The monster’s eyes occasionally revealed two points of eerie red light.

Centered on this pillar, the swamp poisonous fog within a radius of several thousand meters was completely dispelled. And within this range, a fierce battle was taking place.

One after another, strong Snake Demons writhed their bodies, most of them wielding spears, and some holding staffs, launching frantic and devastating attacks on the enemies in front.

These Snake Demons twisted their large tails, able to move unhindered in the swamp that could collapse at any time.

There were a large number of Snake Demons, and they were all over three meters tall, making them the elite of the Snake Demon race, at least fifth-tier Snake Demons.

And their opponents were equally formidable, dozens of giant anacondas and many creatures from the dark swamp.

The battle was extremely fierce. It seemed that the anacondas, as eighth-level magic beasts, should have the absolute advantage, but in reality, this was not the case. The number of Snake Demons was close to a thousand, far exceeding the anacondas. Moreover, they were very organized, with offense and defense integrated, and they had a strong perception of the anacondas. Once the anacondas rushed underground, the Snake Demons would disperse on their own, always preventing the anacondas from directly devouring their bodies.

The giant pillar standing in the swamp also played a huge role. Circles of faint black halos spread out, enveloping these Snake Demons. The powerful Snake Demon elites were already equivalent to sixth-level magic beasts, and with this powerful assistance, their combat power and recovery ability were greatly improved. Coupled with their numerical advantage, they had already suppressed the swamp beasts led by the anacondas within a certain range.

The battle between the two sides had obviously been going on for a long time, but there were no Snake Demon corpses on the ground. Once they died in battle, they would no longer be able to stay on the swamp by moving quickly, and they would inevitably be swallowed by the power of nature.

On the anaconda side, there were two corpses hanging on vines, which they had retrieved themselves.

However, although the battle was fierce at this time, it could be seen that both sides were still restrained. The reason was simple: the strongest of both sides had not yet made a move.

On the Snake Demon side, under the giant pillar, a Snake Demon with a height of five meters stood proudly. Its thick tail supported its tall and strong body. Its upper body was also extremely strong, with many dark blue and red mixed patterns. Its eyes were also one blue and one red, and the front of its head was bald, with small pieces of dark blue hair combed into a small braid at the back. Each hand held a snake spear, and fierce light constantly flashed in its eyes as it looked into the distance at the anacondas.

Beside this stout Snake Demon, there were also four petite female Snake Demons. Their height was generally less than two meters, writhing their long tails, and their faces were a ghastly blue-white. The most terrifying thing was that their hair was actually in the form of small snakes. These four female Snake Demons all had their eyes closed, but their eyelids were a terrifying pale white.

Undoubtedly, the extremely tall Snake Demon was the Snake Demon clan chief, Andromalius, the Snake Demon God ranked last among the seventy-two pillar demon gods. The four female Snake Demons beside him were naturally the four Medusas under his command.

Although the battle in the field was fierce, they had not yet made a move.

And opposite them, behind those giant anacondas, a giant anaconda with a green body and three golden lines on its back was also quietly waiting for something, its body exposed above the swamp was more than ten meters long, standing proudly. However, occasionally when looking at the demon god pillar behind Andromalius, its eyes would flicker.

King Anaconda! This was the true master of the dark swamp, a tenth-level magic beast, the King Anaconda.

Although the Sawshark King was also one of the masters of this death domain, compared to the King Anaconda, its flaw was its regionality. The Sawshark King would not easily leave its habitat, so the range it controlled was not large. As long as the King Anaconda did not invade its territory, they could naturally live in peace. But the anacondas were different, they ruled most of the swamp. Wherever there was swamp mud, there were almost their figures. As long as they did not encounter sawsharks or some other natural enemies, they could run rampant in this swamp.

The fierce light in Andromalius’ eyes had become extremely strong at this time. He had paid a great price to deal with these anacondas.

He himself was the first to discover the treasure here. Andromalius had always known that anacondas lived in this dark swamp. As a snake himself, he naturally knew that anacondas were very nourishing to him, so he had entered to poach them. On one accidental occasion, he was surprised to discover that the anaconda tribe seemed to be guarding something here. Therefore, Andromalius’ curiosity was aroused, and he naturally wanted to find a way to go in and see. Thus, there was his first fight with the King Anaconda.

Ordinary anacondas were far from Andromalius’ opponents, but the King Anaconda, as a tenth-level magic beast equivalent to a ninth-tier powerhouse, and this was his home field. In that great battle, Andromalius was defeated and nearly lost his life here. If it weren’t for some special methods belonging to the demon god, he wouldn’t even have been able to escape.

This not only made the Snake Demon God Andromalius regard it as a great humiliation, but also made him even more curious about the treasure guarded by the anaconda. There must be good things inside, Andromalius secretly determined.

Among the seventy-two pillar demon gods, he was only ranked last, and after reaching the eighth-tier peak, he couldn’t get any further. No one who was ranked last would be willing to accept it. With such a good opportunity, Andromalius naturally didn’t want to let it go. If he could gain something to help him improve his cultivation to the ninth tier, then his ranking among the demon gods would definitely be able to soar. Don’t forget, Andromalius had his own race! His status was even higher than some demon gods ranked after sixty.

So, after Andromalius returned to heal his wounds, he led a group of elite subordinates and came to the dark swamp again with great fanfare.

However, this time he was more unlucky and passed by the small lake where the sawsharks lived. The result was predictable. The Sawshark King personally took action and severely injured Andromalius again. All of the elite subordinates he brought were turned into nutrients for the small lake.

This heavy blow took Andromalius three months to recover. The terror of the Sawshark King was even greater for him than the King Anaconda. If it weren’t for the special protection of the demon god pillar, he would have died twice.

After all, Andromalius was a demon god, and after suffering two consecutive blows, he thought deeply and made careful plans. He entered the dark swamp more than ten times, but did not go deep, carefully investigating the situation of this swamp. He also experienced several dangers, but eventually he managed to figure out the situation of this death domain, and after having some certainty, Andromalius once again gathered a large number of elites, this time even bringing his Medusas and his natal demon god pillar. He sought to succeed with one blow.

Without the demon god pillar by their side, demon gods were no different from ordinary powerhouses of the same level, but with the demon god pillar, it was completely different. The demon god pillar could not only amplify the demon god himself, but also greatly amplify his race. Moreover, the demon god pillar was almost a life-saving token for the demon god. Fighting with the demon god pillar behind him, the demon god could almost exert 150% of his strength.

Although Andromalius’ demon god pillar was ranked last among the seventy-two pillars, it was enough to be equivalent to an epic-level equipment. This was also an important reason why the King Anaconda, whose strength was obviously stronger than him, was currently hesitant. The demon god pillar brought it great pressure.

The Snake Demon God Andromalius was not in a hurry to make a move. He wanted to first cut off the wings of the King Anaconda. He had endured for so long, waiting for this opportunity. As for the Sawshark King, he did not dare to provoke him for the time being. The Sawshark King had too many younger brothers, and their attack power was too fierce. Although the number of anacondas was also large, they did not gather in groups and were scattered throughout the swamp. Even the King Anaconda could not gather too many clansmen to fight in a short time.

Just as the fierce battle between the two sides had entered a white-hot stage, a cyan figure quietly appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

Andromalius was very cautious. This time, he led the army deep into the dark swamp, determined to complete the work in one battle. How could he be careless? It could be said that the elite Snake Demons here had exceeded half the number of his entire clan. Therefore, he had deployed dozens of Snake Demons as scouts on the periphery, so that if any powerful swamp beasts approached the battlefield, they could give a warning in time.

However, at this time, these Snake Demons, who were acting as scouts, were quietly perishing one by one.

Being on the periphery, they could not receive the support of the demon god pillar, let alone their opponent was so powerful.

A Snake Demon entrenched in the treetop vigilantly looked around, constantly scanning with its small eyes. The faint black spiritual power on its body dispelled the poisonous fog in the swamp. In fact, the range it could see was not large, and it relied more on its own perception for investigation. Snakes have a very keen sense of smell, which is their strongest perception.

(To be continued)

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