Chapter 535 - 260: Three Emperors! The Final Battle Begins!

However, the transformed Modus exhibited power far beyond the past!

The Demon Sword in his hand swirled like the wind, its jet-black blade light precisely slicing through the oncoming thunderbolts. His movements were concise and efficient, filled with the beauty of power.

Occasionally, a stray bolt of lightning struck his black robe, exploding into fine arcs of electricity, leaving only charred marks and slight damage. The World Origin Shelter from the World-Destroying Demon Sword multiplied his defense power geometrically, granting him unparalleled resistance values of beauty.

This is the value of a world-level weapon!

On the ground, Wu Geng quickly made a decision.

"Everyone, evacuate the battlefield immediately! Disperse to designated locations!"

He commanded the gray-robed army to retreat in an orderly manner, avoiding the impending upgraded battle aftermath, while his eyes remained firmly locked on the sky, his expression unprecedentedly serious.

The gray robes were his recruits, and he was responsible for their safety. He could not casually discard them like trash... he couldn’t do that.

Though Modus’s situation was somewhat dangerous, he should be able to hold on for a while longer. He would soon join him in battle.

....

At the pinnacle of the sky, the battle grew more fierce.

The roar of thunder was deafening, and the black electricity and dark red sword qi clashed and annihilated each other, unleashing energy impacts strong enough to tear apart the clouds!

From time to time, uncontrollable black lightning struck down, reducing the streets and buildings of Iron Shield City below to charred ruins; while sharp sword qi slashed through the distant mountaintops like tofu! Each clash triggered celestial anomalies, causing space to tremble.

With the World-Destroying Demon Sword, Modus’s strength underwent a qualitative transformation, possessing a terrifying power capable of facing the Emperor head-on without falling behind for a short time.

However, this arduously maintained balance did not last long.

"Roar!!!"

A terrifying dragon’s roar, as if from the ancient wilderness, suddenly erupted from the distant sky. This roar carried supreme majesty and ferocity, even overshadowing the thunder and sword clashing on the battlefield.

At the end of his vision, a massive black shadow tore through the space at a speed beyond visual capture!

It was a giant dragon covered in dark scales, its wings blocking out the sun and sky. Atop its ferocious dragon head stood a man clad in pitch-black dragon-patterned armor, holding a Dark Gold Long Spear.

His appearance was handsome yet etched with deep arrogance, his eyes sharp like an eagle’s. He and the black dragon beneath him seemed fused into one, exuding a terrifying force that tore through everything, warping the light wherever they passed with extreme speed and murderous intent.

This is.... the Black Dragon Emperor!

In an instant, Modus sensed a deadly threat from behind. He quickly turned, positioning the Demon Sword horizontally in front of him to block.

"Boom!!!"

The Dark Gold Long Spear collided violently with the jet-black Demon Sword!

The explosion at that moment sounded like two stars colliding at the ears!

The indescribable shock wave expanded in a circular pattern, completely clearing the remaining clouds in the high sky!

Modus’s face changed dramatically in an instant, an irresistible force erupted, the combination of the Black Dragon’s charge and the Emperor’s Divine Power was more overwhelming than a mountain crashing down.

"Puh!!"

Blood filled his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out. His entire body, like a severed kite string, was fiercely slammed down from the air by the force of this spear.

"Bang!!!"

His body crashed directly through the mountain, creating a thunderous noise, finally embedding deeply into the ground amidst a cloud of smoke and rubble.

The Black Dragon Emperor, riding the giant dragon, hovered above Modus’s fall site, looking down arrogantly with a trace of cold mockery on his face.

This is the Black Dragon Emperor, the legendary supreme emperor who fights alongside a dragon.

However, the crisis did not end there.

As Modus struggled to stand up within the ruins, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking up at the Black Dragon Emperor in the sky with a frown, a new anomaly erupted once more.

"Buzz!"

In the distance, a thick beam of teleportation light shot up without warning. The teleportation light quickly dissipated, revealing the figure inside, accompanied by a terrifying aura of barbaric wilderness.

It was a giant with a physique to the extreme.

His upper body was bare, muscles knotted as if sculpted from granite. His bronze skin was painted with various roaring divine beast totems using some mysterious pigment, exuding a wild aura akin to a primeval beast.

His features were rugged, eyes as intimidating as those of lions and tigers, as if he were the sovereign of the earth just by standing there!

The Barbaric Emperor!

The ruler of the Three Great Empires, the last one, arrived!

Gazing at the Three Great Emperors forming a triangle, subtly surrounding him at the center, Modus felt the terrifying pressure that eclipsed the heavens and earth. Yet, instead of despair, he chuckled deeply, a laugh tinged with endless mockery and a hint of.... a liberating madness.

He raised his head, his bloodied face with eyes burning like black flames, swept over the three supreme beings, his hoarse yet clear voice echoing across the silent battlefield:

"Heh heh..."

"So the Three Emperors have gathered...."

"Such grand theatrics; you’ve really honored me. Since that’s the case, I might as well find some backup.... you wouldn’t mind, would you?"

In the next moment, a crimson malevolent star streaked across the sky.