The rulers of every realm frowned deeply, their expressions incomparably grim.
Unable to send reinforcements—wouldn't that mean Nether Child and the others had to fight alone? Facing the enemies from nine Time-Space Battlefields, how could they possibly be a match? Being worn to death was only a matter of time!
The Replicas Reappeared!
"Unable to send reinforcements?"
Upon receiving the news, the experts of every realm within the Time-Space Battlefields changed expression one after another. Their hearts sank to the abyss, and chills ran through their entire bodies.
"It seems we must prepare to die in battle."
An expert from a Great World gave a bitter smile.
His gaze turned resolute as he roared and charged forward. Even if he died, he would die a worthy death!
"Kill! Even if we die, we must take enough with us!"
The experts of every realm roared.
Behind them lay their homeland. Faced with this desperate situation, they would never retreat a single step!
They were all legendary figures of their respective realms. Their mother worlds had raised them; now, it was time for them to repay them!
"Rumble...!!"
Heaven-shaking fluctuations erupted across all nine battlefields at once. Everyone had gone mad, blocking the heavenly curtain and fighting in savage slaughter, their eyes reddening in an instant.
This was undoubtedly the most brutal battle of their lives. Facing the endless Shadowfiend Army alone, they simply could not kill them all!
"Argh..."
Before long, someone suffered severe injuries. Several Immortal Emperor-level shadowfiends pierced through his Emperor Body, scattering Emperor Blood.
"Kill!" In the face of despair, he erupted with incomparable power, narrowly breaking free and blasting away the shadowfiends around him.
But he was swiftly surrounded again. Before he could make a move, every direction had already been sealed so tightly that not even