Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 2337

Chapter 2337

“Don't you find your actions despicable, Daemonium?” Zeke taunted. “To resort to such petty tactics when you find out that your dogs are no match for my men. Is this how the Netherworld conducts itself? Not even having the courage to have a fair fight?”

Daemonium cackled. “Don't bother with the provocations, Zeke. It won't work. There is a saying in Eurasia, 'Soldiers can't be choosers.' Furthermore, these zombies and spider men were subjugated with my power and are part of me! I would have nothing to say if you, Great Marshal, could mobilize this number of corpses to fight your war!”

“You want to talk about power?” Zeke said. “Very well. I'll show you the true extent of mine.”

“Excellent!” Daemonium exclaimed. “I would be pleased to watch you die. Come!”

Zeke and his foe were equally unrelenting. Each demonstrating their strength at maximum capacity, they began dueling fiercely.

It was to note that the combatants were both Celestial Class warriors, who possessed powers capable of causing armageddon.

When the combatants clashed, it looked as if the world was coming to an end.

The deafening clangs shattered the skies. Waves rose to torrents as the clouds turned dark amidst the howling wind and crashes of thunder.

Soon, Vauxgan Pavilion was leveled, and half of the trees of a nearby forest had their timber reduced to kindling.

Even a small hill in the distance was trembling as if about to collapse.

It looked as if a bomb had went off.

Zeke and Daemonium were holding on to maintain their edge in the fight while Sole Wolf and the ten evil monks below were engaged in an equally fierce battle.

The war was destined to become a stalemate.

Both sides knew well that the war had arrived at an unusual balance. The first one to break the balance would have the best chance of winning.

Sole Wolf laughed. “That looks like everything you've got, scum of the Netherworld. It's my turn to demonstrate my abilities now! I hope you're up for it!”

He threw his head back suddenly and called to the skies, “Oh, Tigger, my Tigger, come to Daddy! Daddy's in trouble!”

As soon as Sole Wolf spoke, an ear-splitting roar sounded, which shook the very earth they stood on.

Soon after, Tiger Lord, a tiger the size of a bull, scampered over from a distance. Like a bullet train, he charged right into the horde.

The group of corpses fell apart like wet clay before Tiger Lord, leaving a large hole in the middle of the

flesh barricade in his wake.

Despite that, Tiger Lord was not satisfied. He charged at another spot near the hole and enlarged it.

Though the corpses were unfeeling, they seemed to cower in fear.

As Tiger Lord was a spiritual beast, the spiritual energy gathered around him suppressed the dark power of the zombies.

As a result, the attacks of the zombies weakened drastically.

Sole Wolf cackled maniacally. “Well done, Tigger. You made Daddy proud. You'll be getting a reward when we get home!”

Roar!

Tiger Lord was furious. I am Tiger Lord! How dare he call me something as silly as Tigger?

However, he could not attack Sole Wolf at the moment, so he took his anger out by attacking the zombie horde with even more ferocity.

At the same time, Sole Wolf and the rest exited the barricade through the hole to charge at the ten evil monks.

Though Sole Wolf's fatigue was palpable, the ten evil monks were no match for him.

Every monk who stood before him was slain with the slightest of ease.

With each monk's demise, the Mors Formation weakened by a good amount.

Subsequently, the pressure on Ares and his companions decreased accordingly.

The balance of the battle had been broken by Tiger Lord's appearance.

Daemonium saw it all, though he remained disdainful. “You're not the only one with a trump card up his sleeve, Zeke! Come, it's time for me to unleash mine!”

He turned his gaze downward to address the monks. “It's time to summon Ossa Dei to kill the dissidents!”

The monks were excited by the proclamation.

As one, they smacked themselves on the chest and spat out a mouthful of blood purposefully onto the wooden bells.

Ignoring their pain, they began beating on the wooden bells with unprecedented vigor.