Chapter 583 - 471: Frantic Feeding: An Immortal Descends

Gao Neng, of course, wasn’t going to over-explain.

He was always honest. If he killed someone, he would admit it. Besides, with so many people watching, the two of them would eventually learn the truth even if he didn’t explain.

That being the case, it was time to get down to business.

"Where are the others?"

"They’re right behind us... Should we signal the retreat?" Although the two prodigies from the Military Department didn’t quite believe Gao Neng had killed a Strongest, they still trusted his words.

"Yes, we need to retreat as soon as possible," Gao Neng nodded.

"Alright!" The two Military Department prodigies didn’t hesitate, immediately firing off a signal.

WHOOSH!

A flare of light shot up into the sky.

And then, right where the light had flared, a figure appeared.

It was a man.

A man whose face was a blur.

"A Snow Demon?!" Gao Neng was certain he had shaken this Snow Demon off back in the city, but he never imagined it hadn’t stayed there at all.

’A miscalculation!’

’The best hunting spot is actually up in the sky.’

Furthermore, this Snow Demon was clearly very intelligent. It seemed to have anticipated what Gao Neng might do and was waiting in the sky for him to appear.

"Run!" Gao Xiaomeng immediately prepared to bolt.

"We can’t run anymore!" Gao Neng shook his head.

"???" Gao Xiaomeng blinked.

"Look behind you." Gao Neng pointed a short distance away.

There, Shaximo, Wei Ya, Zhou Jin, Yi Qinglian, and the others had appeared, and they were rushing toward his position.

"Are we retreating?"

"What’s going on?"

"Wait, that thing in the sky looks like... a Snow Demon?!"

"What a powerful aura! It’s a Strongest!"

The prodigies were far from ignorant; they immediately recognized the Strongest Snow Demon and gauged its power from its aura.

"So many high-ranks at the back gate?" The Snow Demon glanced down below, then its gaze shifted toward Ice City’s front gate. "So that’s how it is... Since you humans initiated a battle between the Strongest, you can’t blame me for using my strength to crush the weak."

"Every human here dies today!"

The Snow Demon dove down.

It was incredibly fast.

"Gao Xiaomeng, fight like your life depends on it!" Gao Neng’s eyes turned cold. At a time like this, he could no longer run. He could only fight to the death.

VMMM!

Nearly a hundred Rank-8 gene weapons deployed at once.

In mid-air, a series of cloaked, shadowy figures materialized, blocking the Snow Demon’s path.

At that moment, Gao Xiaomeng gritted her teeth.

"MEOW!!!" A cat-like cry echoed.

Gao Xiaomeng charged forward to meet the diving Snow Demon.

"Quick, signal the front gate for reinforcements!" Gao Neng roared. Being cornered by a Strongest was no laughing matter.

If they didn’t get support from a Strongest or a Rank-9 expert,

they would most likely be wiped out.

But thankfully, they still had Gao Xiaomeng to act as a meat shield. She could probably hold on for a little while.

Just as he was thinking this, several figures appeared atop the rear city gate.

"The City Lord of Ice City, the White-faced King, is here to greet Lord ’Faceless’ of the Snow Demon Race!" As the voice rang out, the figure in the center removed his mask.

He was from another race, his face deathly pale.

Gao Neng had seen him before.

Back at the main city gate, he had seen the exact same face.

If he remembered correctly...

This so-called City Lord, the White-faced King, had apparently been slain by Qin Jianfei with a single slash of his sword.

’So, where did this White-faced King come from?’

"Hm? You’re not dead?" The Faceless Snow Demon looked toward the White-faced King’s position. Simultaneously, it swatted the charging Gao Xiaomeng back with a single palm strike.

"Yes. To protect the supplies the Allied Army left behind in Ice City, I could only hide at the rear gate and look for a chance to escape. However, the Human Race has guarded it so tightly that I’ve had no opportunity. I’ve been trapped here ever since. But now that I see you, Lord Faceless, I know Ice City is saved!" the White-faced King declared, looking up.

"So you’re saying that all of the Allied Army’s supplies from Ice City are currently in your possession?" the Faceless Snow Demon asked.

"All of the most valuable materials are right here!" the White-faced King confirmed with a nod.

"Excellent. Well done. In that case, take your men and join me in exterminating these members of the Human Race." The Snow Demon said no more, its gaze returning to Gao Neng.

"Yes!" The White-faced King nodded and raised both hands high. "With Lord Faceless here, victory is certain! Warriors of the Ice and Snow Race, charge with me!"

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

"..."

One after another, Warriors of the Ice and Snow Race appeared.

Soon, they were pouring out of the rear city gate, swarming to encircle Gao Neng and his group.

If the White-faced King and the Ice and Snow Race Warriors in Ice City had been a bunch of deadbeats before, now they were like fighting cocks on steroids.

Their morale had completely transformed.

On the other hand, for Gao Neng’s side...

...the expressions on their faces changed drastically.

One Strongest, a Rank-9 City Lord, plus the City Lord’s personal guard and the massive number of Ice and Snow Race Warriors from within Ice City.

This was going to be an absolutely vicious battle.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Two massive explosions rang out.

Two Rank-8 gene weapons plummeted from the sky.

The Faceless Snow Demon had struck, its actions swift and decisive.

’This Snow Demon... How is it this strong?’ Gao Neng was truly stunned. ’There’s definitely something off about this one.’

’A normal Strongest shouldn’t be this powerful!’

According to the doctrines established during the Alliance’s reformation, a single human Strongest, supported by four or five high-ranking Alliance members, should have a fighting chance against two non-human Strongest.

Even though they didn’t have a Strongest to anchor their formation...

...taking out a Rank-8 gene weapon with a single palm strike was still a bit of an exaggeration, wasn’t it?