Chapter 950: Meeting
Blood-red mist slowly spread along the nearest edge of the sky, suspended in the cold, ink-dark night. The wind howled like a Soul Beast raising its head to roar at the falling moon. Not a trace of starlight drifted down. Amid the fallen ruins of the Star Dou Great Forest, the gasps and greedy laughter of Soul Beasts that had narrowly survived crawled through the darkness.
At last, the lingering, paling moonlight sank into its final reflection. The clouds on the horizon became rivers of blood, and a storm swept over the tiny hilltops with dust and sand in its wake. The shattered nightmare had only just raised its curtain.
Beneath the pitch-black sky, the light of dawn was dim and indistinct. Broken trunks and dark-red bloodstains littered the black earth stretching into the distance. Beyond the ground carpeted with still-warm ashes, a forest fire blazed. Roars and cries of anguish rose from time to time—the sounds of the retreating Soul Beast army being slaughtered by the pursuing Imperial Allied Forces and Undead Legion.
"Huff! Huff! Huff!!!"
Fleeing for his life with the Ice Empress leading the pursuit, Demon Spirit's wickedly handsome young face had flushed crimson. He scrambled down any path he could find, crashing through trees and bushes and leaving them toppled behind him. Gone was the swagger he had displayed while commanding the Soul Beast army against the Imperial Allied Forces and the Undead Legion. He looked as bedraggled as a beggar drenched to the skin.
He ran roughly five thousand meters before the savage drain on his stamina and Soul Power gradually left him unable to continue. He slowed his breathing, drew a deep breath, and calmed himself. Only when he straightened the clothes thrown into disarray by his desperate flight did he