Escape? Can you even escape?

Three beams of white light exploded in the sky above the wasteland.

The blinding light tore through the clouds, and the shockwave swept across the ground, hurling debris into the air like a reversed black rainstorm.

Dozens of kilometers away, the three-headed demon lord, who was locked in battle with the Terra powerhouse, froze simultaneously.

Within the demonic connection, the three originally violent mental fluctuations instantly broke off, without any further response.

died.

All three of their companions are dead!

One moment it was roaring to crush steel creations, the next it didn't even have a chance to escape the nuclear explosion zone and was directly destroyed by the Great Xia, becoming an undetectable demon.

The killing intent in the eyes of the leading Bone Wing Demon Lord had not yet dissipated when fear surfaced deep within his pupils.

Its bone blade suddenly veered off course, grazing the seventh-tier dwarf's warhammer. The metallic clang was deafening, but the massive body used the force to propel itself backward.

The other two demon lords reacted even faster.

A demon lord covered in black scales suddenly folded its wings, turned around, tore through the sound barrier, and sped off in the northwest.

The other tentacle demon lord let out a sharp roar, and dozens of tentacles lashed out at the pursuers at the same time. After forcing back the holy human mage in front of him, it immediately fled to the south.

The three-headed demon lord did not communicate, nor did he need to.

Continuing to fight is pointless.

The path to the wormhole was already covered by the nuclear blast zone, and the smoke and clouds rising above the core battlefield were still churning. High-temperature turbulence and the remnants of the shockwaves were creating chaos in space.

Even more terrifying, those steel giants with magical shields on their bodies were still active on the perimeter.

They still possessed a dangerous aura that made the Demon Lord tremble.

Now they finally know what that feeling of danger is like!

Forcing a turn back would be tantamount to deliberately walking into the second trap set by the Great Xia.

The Bone-Winged Demon Lord gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound.

"escape!!!"

The three-headed demon lord broke out at full speed in three directions.

As long as they can break out of this battlefield, as long as they can burrow underground, as long as they can avoid those steel creations and Terran warriors, they still have a chance to survive!

As for going back...

The area around the wormhole has almost been blasted into lava by the Great Xia, so what's the point of going back!

Staying here to continue fighting will only result in immediate death.

The ten Terra seventh-tier powerhouses did not immediately give chase.

At the same time, they heard the orders from the Great Xia command chain in their earpieces.

"Maintain a safe distance and avoid close combat."

"Simply lock onto it remotely, and don't let the target leave the area."

"Follow-up missile strikes have been launched and will arrive soon."

A powerful seventh-tier elf gripped his staff, forcibly suppressing his instinct to beat a drowning dog, and kept his eyes on the fleeing Bonewing Demon Lord from afar.

He could sense that the other person's presence was rapidly fading away.

On the battlefield of Terra, it would be difficult for a seventh-tier powerhouse to determine life or death in a short time during a chase.

Once a Demon Lord-level being is determined to escape, even if surrounded by several seventh-tier attackers, they may still be able to find an opening to break free.

Da Xia told them not to chase too closely, as long as they didn't lose track of them, which made all the Terra powerhouses present feel uneasy.

Since the Great Xia has made this arrangement, there must be other methods to follow.

Ahead, the three-headed demon lord also noticed the anomaly.

The Terran warriors behind him didn't pursue too relentlessly, maintaining only the distance their domains could lock onto, never stepping into close combat range.

The Bone Wing Demon Lord sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

It suddenly increased its height, attempting to break the lock using the height difference.

The pursuer remained behind it, neither getting close nor moving away.

Like an invisible thread, it's strangling its neck.

This made it even more irritable.

Is it really impossible for these Terran powerhouses to catch up?

No, it should be that after I fled at full speed, my speed was indeed extremely fast, and it's normal that I was able to create distance in a short time so that the other party couldn't catch up.

The Bone Wing Demon Lord forced himself to accept this judgment.

If only it were a little faster.

Once it escapes the other's territory, it can find a place to hide itself.

The blue planet is vast and boundless; it has plenty of ways to hide.

When the demons reopen the wormhole in the future, it may have a chance to return.

The demon race wouldn't give up on a newly discovered intelligent civilization; there are definitely other demon gods coming.

Just then, it suddenly felt a chill on its head.

The crisis came extremely quickly; so quickly that the moment the area was touched, a death warning was already looming overhead.

The Bone-Winged Demon Lord suddenly looked up.

High in the sky, three black dots are rapidly growing larger.

That cold, precise, and uncommunicative killing intent caused the Bone Wing Demon Lord's bone spurs to instantly open.

At the same time, the demon lords who were fleeing in the other two directions also raised their heads.

They also saw the hypersonic missile falling from the sky.

Tian Shu Underground City, General Command Center.

Han Niba stood in front of the main screen, his gaze cold and hard.

On the screen, the three demon lords were marked in red, and the three sets of ballistic curves continued to converge.

"Target locked."

"Target two locked."

"Target three locked in."

"Nine tactical nuclear warheads are entering terminal acceleration."

"All Terran warriors are outside the explosion safety line."

Everyone watched this scene with bated breath, awaiting the final outcome.

Above the wasteland, the Bone-Winged Demon Lord suddenly swooped down, attempting to get as close to the ground as possible.

The three missiles then corrected their trajectories.

One arrow blocked its descent, another blocked its lateral movement, and the last one pierced straight down from directly above.

The Bone-Winged Demon Lord roared in shock and rage.

He raised the bone blade in his hand into the sky, attempting to detonate these steel creations prematurely.

However, the terminal velocity of the missile far exceeds its expectations.

The bone blade had just caught the first missile when the other two reached their preset altitude.

boom!

The first burst of white light exploded high in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third clusters of white light expanded in succession.

The Bone Wing Demon Lord only lasted a moment before being torn apart by the terrifying impact.

Its massive body tumbled amidst the intense heat and shockwaves, its bone wings shattered, and its bone spikes crumbled. It had barely let out a half-roar before being completely engulfed by the subsequent explosion.

White light rose from the other two directions almost simultaneously.

The three nuclear-exploded fireballs engulfed all three fleeing demon lords.

In the distance, the Terra seventh-tier powerhouses stopped at a safe distance, their robes fluttering in the shockwave, their faces filled with solemnity.

They are all powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of Terra.

But today, they witnessed six demon lords of the same rank being wiped out one after another under the Great Xia tactical system.

First, the Pangu spacecraft self-destructed at close range, followed by a hypersonic nuclear strike.

From beginning to end, the Great Xia Dynasty did not even allow its soldiers to actually step onto the seventh-tier battlefield.

The Demon Lord was desperately trying to survive, while Da Xia was merely confirming coordinates on the screen.

This kind of play, to be fair, is somewhat unreasonable.

That's so un-magical!

An elven powerhouse slowly withdrew his staff, a hint of solemnity appearing in his pale golden eyes.

The powerful dwarf beside him stroked his hammer and muttered:

"Anyone who wants to turn against the Great Xia in the future should ask themselves how many of those things they can carry."

No one objected.

The holy human mage looked up at the still-expanding fire cloud and whispered:

"By the Holy Light, thankfully they are allies."

Everyone felt a pang of sympathy.

Maintaining an alliance with Great Xia is no longer a matter of diplomatic wisdom.

This is common sense for survival.

After a long time, their field of vision swept over the edge of the explosion again and again, and the results were exactly the same.

The aura of the three-headed demon lord vanished.