My Celestial Ascension Chapter 950: Headless Knights

The Undead Knights found themselves in a dire situation against Anna Grace and her companions, with the conflict unfolding as if Anna Grace's group were merely toying with their foes, effortlessly demonstrating their superiority.

Positioned against Anna Grace and the others, the Undead Knights were hopelessly outmatched, the immense disparity in their power levels evident to all.

Despite their colossal stature and formidable weaponry, the undead legions were being repelled with alarming ease by Anna Grace and her allies.

Observing this opening, the allied forces launched a full-scale assault, aiming to vanquish as many undead as possible while Anna Grace and her group kept the formidable Undead Knights occupied.

Yet, despite their concerted efforts to thin the undead ranks, the allied forces could scarcely halt the relentless advance of the undead.

Only the three kings, with their superior might and power, managed to push back the tide of undeath, serving as a beacon of resilience for the rest of the allied forces.

Concurrently, the archers continued their barrage of arrows towards the distant undead formations, meticulously ensuring the safety of their own forces from the deadly hail of flaming projectiles.

Emperor Rhex, his countenance etched with complexity, surveyed the unfolding battlefield maneuvers of the allied forces.

'While Yuan's female companions are currently dominating the battlefield with their overwhelming and unimaginable power... our allied forces are continuously struggling...' Emperor Rhex mused with palpable concern, his fists clenching in sheer frustration.

'If this predicament persists... we shall be reduced to nothing more than a historical footnote! An embarrassment that will echo through countless eras!!' his jaw tightened, his fists clenched, his eyes blazing with unbridled rage.

'It appears I must now enter the fray... There is no other option...'

A grim determination settled upon Emperor Rhex's features as he reached his decision, his singular objective crystallized—to obliterate the undead legion and usher in an era of peace across the entirety of the Demonic Continent.

Without a word, he solemnly donned his helmet, his expression transforming into one of icy resolve.

"Y-Your Majesty... A-Are you intending to enter the battlefield...?" the commander stammered, his voice trembling, his expression clouded with deep concern.

"Do not attempt to impede me... my presence on the battlefield is imperative," Emperor Rhex responded curtly, not even deigning to look at the commander. "While I am engaged on the battlefield, surrounded by the countless undead... you shall assume command in my stead."

"This is an unequivocal command... I am not requesting your compliance."

"I-I understand... Your Majesty..." the commander sighed, lowering his head in reluctant acceptance.

At this juncture, dissuading Emperor Rhex from entering the battlefield was an impossibility. Even the presence of his wife would scarcely sway his resolute decision.

The commander could only watch, a somber spectator, as Emperor Rhex advanced with measured steps toward the precipice of the Great Wall, his ebony armor faintly shimmering, imbued with pulsing waves of crimson Qi.

Whoosh!

With a mighty exertion, Emperor Rhex launched himself into the heavens, a colossal spear grasped firmly in his hand. The spearhead pulsed with a dark crimson Qi, unleashing crackling arcs of energy into the vast expanse above.

"Crimson Flame Spear!!" Emperor Rhex bellowed, his gaze sweeping over the immense undead horde arrayed below.

Executing a powerful throwing motion, Rhex unleashed the spear towards the undead ranks.

The projectile streaked through the air with incomprehensible velocity, generating ferocious shockwaves as it tore through the atmosphere, its incandescent crimson aura instantly capturing the attention of all present.

The undead turned their collective gaze skyward, witnessing a crimson trajectory descend upon them with cataclysmic force, the very air of the battlefield seeming to tremble under its impact.

Meanwhile, the allied forces observed in profound awe and stunned amazement, a palpable surge of renewed strength coursing through them, igniting their spirits and bolstering their resolve to fight.

BOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!

A cataclysmic explosion erupted across the entire battlefield the instant the spear impacted, tearing fissures in the earth and flinging untold masses of debris into the atmosphere.

The immense fragments rained down upon the undead, pulverizing them, while the impact zone transformed into a molten lake of searing lava.

A solitary strike annihilated thousands of undead, drastically diminishing their numbers, as a significant expanse of the battlefield was utterly ravaged.

"Now that's more like it... this is how we shall secure victory in this war..." Emperor Rhex muttered to himself, a satisfied grin gracing his features.

He experienced a profound sense of fulfillment witnessing the devastating impact of his attack, which annihilated a vast swathe of the battlefield and claimed the lives of thousands of undead in a single, earth-shattering explosion.

Simultaneously, the allied forces stood dumbfounded by the sheer destructive power unleashed by Emperor Rhex's assault, rendered utterly speechless.

Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape, filled with a mixture of disbelief and exhilaration.

"Incredible... Emperor Rhex's attack was simply too powerful!"

"Look at how many undead that singular attack eradicated... thousands are simply gone!"

"I never fathomed His Majesty possessed such formidable power... truly befitting the Emperor of the Demonic Empire!"

Amidst the fierce combat, hushed murmurs spread through the ranks of the allied forces, their movements as swift as their whispers. The spectacle before them revitalized their courage, as if Emperor Rhex's power had ignited a dormant fire within their beings. With renewed vigor, they raised their weapons and resumed their offensive, successfully pushing back the encroaching undead through relentless attacks.

Meanwhile, Anna Grace and her companions, witnessing the allied forces falter, ceased holding anything back. Boom! Boom! Boom! Sudden, colossal explosions rocked the battlefield as Anna Grace and the others engaged the Undead Knights with their full might. Their offensive was so devastating that the Undead Knights couldn't even react before their forms were violently rent asunder by overwhelming force. Their bones shattered like brittle twigs, incapable of withstanding the sheer power behind each strike. Their cores were obliterated instantaneously, reducing their bodies to mere dust the moment their essence disintegrated.

The allied forces observed this astounding display in stunned silence, their eyes wide, unable to even blink. They were simply too dumbfounded to process such an unimaginable exhibition of power and dominance.

CRRACKKK!!! BAAANNNGGG!! As Anna Grace and her allies vanquished the Undead Knights, dark blue lightning began to flash across the shadowed sky. Whoosh!!! A menacing pressure emanated from the murky mist—terrifying and overwhelmingly potent, causing the very souls of the allied soldiers to quake with dread.

"W-What in the world is this pressure...?" one warrior stammered, swallowing hard as his body shook uncontrollably. "Just what kind of being is emanating this terrifying aura?!" "I can taste blood in my mouth... whatever is coming is incredibly dangerous...!" Everyone swallowed nervously, the overwhelming pressure nearly forcing them to their knees, making each breath a struggle.

Anna Grace and her companions also turned their gaze toward the dense mist, their Divine Sense allowing them to perceive the unfolding events within. Not one, but several formidable entities were manifesting within the thick fog, their very presence rendering the air uncomfortably heavy across the entire battlefield. Hundreds of headless knights began to materialize from the darkness within the mist, each brandishing a colossal sword. Their numbers steadily increased, exceeding a thousand, and they continued to emerge relentlessly from the mist, growing in number with every passing second. Yet, the Undead King remained conspicuously absent from the thick fog.

Seeeechhhh!!! The Headless Knights unleashed a spine-chilling shriek that ruptured the eardrums of many warriors, inflicting severe injuries. "Aggh! What is this sound?! My head is splitting!!" "I feel like my skull is about to burst!!! Aghhh!!!" The warriors cried out, clutching their heads, writhing in agony as if their skulls were being crushed from within. "T-This is dire... our formation is crumbling..." King Evander uttered, his expression grim. Without hesitation, he bellowed, "Cover your ears and maintain the advance!! We cannot allow the enemy to gain the upper hand in this battle! Push forward until we utterly annihilate them from this world!!"

Upon hearing their king's command, the warriors hastily covered their ears with whatever they could find before raising their weapons and continuing their assault against the surging undead. "Follow my lead and obliterate the enemy!!" King Evander roared, manifesting his blood weapon and charging into the fray with breathtaking speed. Boom!! A massive explosion erupted as he obliterated hundreds of undead with a single, devastating strike; his blade sliced through them, annihilating their cores. The rest of the warriors emulated his charge, unleashing waves of destruction across the battlefield, clearing the undead on all sides.

Meanwhile, Anna Grace fixed her gaze upon the Headless Knights within the dense mist, her firm expression unwavering as she clearly perceived them with her Divine Sense. She then turned her head toward Lily, who stood beside her with a stoic demeanor, and declared, "Lily, freeze them all. We haven't the time to trifle with them." "I won't do it unless I can have my brother all to myself today," Lily retorted calmly, stepping forward with a proud glint in her eyes. "You're being rather unreasonable, aren't you, Lily?" A mischievous grin spread across Anna Grace's face as she continued, "Sweetheart, you are still too young to be striking bargains with your mother." "Now, listen to me, unless you wish to be kept away from my darling for an entire month." Anna Grace added with a wide smile. "Ugh! Fine...!" Lily clenched her teeth and stomped her foot in frustration before stepping forward—towards the dark expanse of the mist.Facing the boundless, swirling mist, she appeared as a solitary silhouette against a colossal chasm, and a chilling aura began to coalesce around her form.