Chapter 2411: Seeing the East Wind, Why Not Rejoice

"What is this..." Looking at the magnificent scene in the sky, the arriving sea creatures were all astonished.

"Divine artifacts, every single weapon is a legendary divine artifact."

"No, they're not divine artifacts. Although the aura is very similar, the power they emit is still about thirty percent weaker than true divine weapons." Many powerful sea creatures present quickly identified this.

"Heh, even if each one is slightly weaker, you should look at how many thousands of weapons there are in the sky!" Someone else immediately retorted.

The first person fell silent. Indeed, thousands of weapons with power close to divine artifacts, deployed in a saturated strike, were far more formidable than one or two true divine artifacts.

Hearing the discussions around them, Cherry excitedly shook the Mermaid Queen's arm: "Queen, Queen! The Queen's husband is so handsome!"

A flush of embarrassment crossed the Mermaid Queen's face. Both shy and annoyed, she glared at Cherry: "Quiet! Don't shout nonsense."

Cherry stuck out her tongue and continued to stare wide-eyed at the figure in the sky.

At this moment, Mogard was inexplicably panicked. If even the powerful sea creatures could discern this, how could he not?

He even sensed that these weapons in the sky were not truly real, but illusions conjured by the opponent's ability.

Of course, "illusion" wasn't quite accurate. How long these weapons could exist might be debatable, but at this very moment, they were almost indistinguishable from true divine weapons!

Who exactly was this person, and why did they possess such formidable magic?

He instinctively wanted to flee, but he could clearly feel a terrifying killing intent locked onto him; any attempt to escape would immediately trigger a devastating attack.

"Here, forbidden..." In desperation, he tried to use a spell of True Words to counter, but immediately remembered the opponent's "What are you looking at?" skill.

Remembering the agony of having to respond with "What about it?", he certainly didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

Left with no choice, he let out a roar, his eyes bloodshot, and his entire body began to swell again.

He expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually transforming into a colossal monster a thousand meters tall.

"Roar!"

The monster roared to the sky, then ran its hand along the blade of the long saber it held. The entire saber glowed with dazzling green light, subtly opposing the golden light in the sky.

"A demon's Heaven-and-Earth Manifestation!" The Dragon King's expression was grim. Why were demons so powerful? Besides their various mysterious spells, it was also due to their physical close-combat abilities.

Ordinary demons could go berserk and enlarge their bodies, transforming into monsters dozens of meters tall.

But more powerful demons possessed advanced divine abilities, transforming their entire bodies into colossal beings ranging from hundreds to thousands of meters in height.

Perhaps others might find such a physique somewhat clumsy, but only by facing it directly could one truly feel the terrifying, almost worship-inducing oppressive force.

With such a massive manifestation, the distance it covered with a casual step was equivalent to what an ordinary master would frantically sprint over for a great distance. To call its movements slow or clumsy, in the face of such an enormous size difference, would only make oneself appear even more awkward and sluggish.

This scene also astonished Zu An. The Mogard before him was indeed far, far stronger than the previous one. He wondered what had happened to him to make him appear as he did in later generations.

"Awooo!"

Mogard's colossal manifestation, with bloodshot eyes, swung the green-glowing great saber in his hand directly at Zu An. He had clearly discerned that the myriad illusory divine weapons were for ranged attacks, and he needed to close the distance for a close-quarters fight to maximize his own advantages.

With every step he took, a large section of the Dragon Palace's buildings was crushed to dust. Fortunately, the Dragon Palace guards had issued an early warning, and everyone had already evacuated, otherwise, just this single blow might have caused rivers of blood in the palace.

The saber in his hand was no longer the 40-meter long illusory blade from before; it had also become a thousand-meter-long great saber. A casual swing sent out a ripple of saber energy, directly severing the tallest tower of the Dragon Palace at its base.

The Dragon King's eyelids twitched. Could these two powerful beings fight somewhere else, or his Dragon Palace might not survive the day.

He hastily ordered the Dragon Palace masters to activate the great defense array. While it might not withstand the direct attacks of these two figures, it could at least defend against the residual shockwaves of their battle and minimize the damage to the Dragon Palace.

As Mogard charged, the sword array manifested by the divine rune military diagram in the sky seemed to be drawn in, and countless golden sword energies shot directly towards him.

Mogard swung his long saber, unleashing a burst of green saber energy that blocked the myriad golden sword energies.

Simultaneously, he advanced step by step towards his opponent, a triumphant smile appearing on his lips. "This power is nothing special," he thought. "When I get close, I'll crush you like an ant."

Watching the giant monster draw closer and closer to Zu An, Cherry began to panic: "Queen, is the Queen's husband at a disadvantage? This demon is too terrifying."

The Mermaid Queen, focusing on the battle, no longer bothered to correct Cherry's form of address. She instinctively replied, "He should be fine. His expression is still calm..."

Before she could finish, Zu An formed a sword-seal with his hand, and suddenly countless sword energies scattered, spiraling and shooting towards Mogard from all directions: his sides, his back, and everywhere else.

Mogard was greatly alarmed, never expecting the opponent's sword energies to be able to change direction so flexibly.

He roared, and suddenly several more arms sprouted from his body, wielding weapons like steel whips and round shields to block the attacks from all directions.

The Dragon King's expression was grim. The Dragon Race was powerful not only because of their human-form spells but also because they could manifest their true forms; the oppressive force of a several-hundred-zhang-long giant dragon could make any enemy despair.

However, if he were to face Mogard's current manifestation, the demon's many arms could probably easily restrain his body, then still have one or two hands free to skin and dismember him...

Zu An was also slightly surprised. No wonder Mogard and the Demon Lord were equally renowned; one had three heads, and the other had six arms.

"But by making your body so large," he thought, "are you worried that my sword arrays won't have a clear enough target?"

At this point, Mogard burst into laughter: "Your move looks impressive, but I've seen through your trick. Among these sword energies, only a few are truly powerful weapons; the rest are merely for show, possessing none of the might of a true divine artifact."

"If I'm not mistaken, this move of yours requires refining corresponding divine artifacts. But divine artifacts are rare in this world. How many could you possibly collect by yourself, hahaha!"

Hearing Mogard's prolonged laughter, the many powerful figures in the Dragon Palace suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

This Illegitimate King was indeed formidable, seeing through the truth so quickly.

However, they also understood that many of the opponent's sword energies posed no great threat to Mogard's several-thousand-meter-tall manifestation, but even if they weren't refined from true divine artifacts, they were certainly not something ordinary masters could contend with.

If they were in the Illegitimate King's position, they would have long been impaled by a thousand swords.

Zu An smiled: "Oh, really? Then please, let me show you this batch of my weapons."

As he spoke, long, cylindrical weapons appeared one by one in the void behind him; some were sharp and slender, while others were thick and massive.

"What is this?" An alarm blared in Mogard's heart. He could feel that these objects were different from the merely superficial sword energies before; each one seemed to be an illusion transformed from a true divine artifact.

"East Wind!"