"Curse Douluo," "Soul Devourer Douluo," "Skeleton Douluo," "Rotten Blood Douluo,"
"Deadwood Douluo," "Black Mist Douluo," "Netherfire Douluo," "Dark Tide Douluo,"
"Soul Shatter Douluo," "Spirit Eater Douluo," "Baleful Qi Douluo," "Ulcer Douluo,"
"Withered Vine Douluo," "Ghost Shadow Douluo," "Myriad Poison Douluo."
Every one of them possessed thirteen halos, and every one of them commanded more than a dozen strange, eerie abilities.
Twenty-four Thirteenth Realm experts, plus several hundred elite pirates below the Twelfth Realm, formed the Abomination Pirate Group's landing force.
Their formation was like a moving curtain of death, crushing down toward the land of Jiquan Star.
But Jiquan Star's formation was likewise arrayed in strict readiness.
More than eighty Thirteenth Realm experts lined up according to the formation they had trained in for three years.
The Dragon Knights were in front, the Phoenix Knights above, the Five Elements Rotation Formation on the left wing, the Dwarf Race on the right wing, and the others held the center to provide support.
Their divine souls condensed around them into halos of different colors: golden dragon souls, crimson phoenix souls, earthen-yellow beast souls, silver-white souls of steel, and emerald-green elf souls.
The divine-soul halos of more than eighty colors wove together like a living starry sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Zhan Chui stood at the very front, the golden battle-axe flipping in his hand. He grinned. "Good timing! I've been waiting for you for three years!"
Ao Lie's Dragon Body coiled at the center of the formation, his golden dragon eyes sweeping over the black shadows descending from above.
"Twenty-four Thirteenth Realm... plus one Fourteenth Realm. Even more than expected."
Feng Xi spread her wings, crimson flames leaping around her body. "So what if there are twenty-four Thirteenth Realms? We have more than eighty! Three against one—what is there to fear?"
Elder