Ding.
Host has come into contact with the Demon Slaying Sword, triggering the Lottery Draw. Draw now?
After putting away the chicken wing tip, Russell picked up the Demon Slaying Sword and heard the system notification by his ear. He immediately began the ever-popular Lottery Draw.
Item Card: Demon Slaying Sword (The name says it all, so no explanation needed.)
Clang!
After using the Item Card, Russell looked at the two Demon Slaying Swords in his hands, one on each side, and all kinds of wicked ideas began bubbling up inside him.
He put away the Sun God Battle Armor, took out the chicken wing tip, and bit into it. After closing his eyes for a moment, Electric Arcs rapidly spread from head to toe.
Red wings, a birdlike face, sharp talons—his entire body transformed into the Phoenix Emperor's appearance.
Black lines of iron sand slowly rose from the ground around him, gathering over Russell's body and forming a suit of black armor.
Phoenix Emperor disguise!
Russell opened his tightly shut eyes. Two golden beams shot forth, sharp as an eagle's gaze. He flapped his wings and soared into the sky, crashing through one sonic boom cloud after another and leaving a long, thin white trail behind him.
The battle atop Mount Olympus continued without pause.
In terms of high-level combat strength, Olympus held the advantage, with the Twelve Olympians and a group of powerful ancient gods.
At first, unfamiliar with the Demon Clan's Formation Arrays and Magic Treasures, and accustomed to their usual arrogance, they had been beaten into a sorry state.
But after adapting somewhat, they combined their divine authorities with their Battle Armors and gradually turned the tide. Making full use of their numbers and home-field advantage, they drove the Demon Clan back step by step.