The Rise of the Black Plain
Chapter 2755: Battle for the Foul

The sound of cannons and other types of artillery covered the outskirts of this area with no vegetation and large mountain ranges.

The clash of energies raised the rumbling of the area even higher, while it would be impossible to hear the cries of pain from the first wounded in the area.

The massive attack by the sovereigns of Uzira would cause great damage to the fugitives. Out of a group of over 130 living beings on the run, half of these individuals would die in the initial firefight. Even Minos and his group would find it difficult to save themselves, even with the advantages of Ysolt's support and Mylecent's presence.

Minos used his refined spatial abilities and kept his women close to him at the initial moment of battle. He avoided using his temporal ability to go back a few minutes in time, letting the dead stay that way.

Meanwhile, Abby worked to raise as many warriors from the dead as she could, while others rose, influenced by Mylecent's abilities.

Mylecent could take control of all the corpses that Abby was manipulating, but she focused on using the dead that Abby could not.

Minos ignored how Mylecent was fighting and also the many rebels. He advanced towards the enemies, crossing the space until he reached an area where a group of level 120, 121 and 122 Supremes were attacking with magical weapons.

Before damaging the enemies' weapons with his dragon claws, Minos skillfully manipulated the energies of these beings, using them to raise the powers of his own companions.

Ruth felt her cultivation reach level 118 and immediately connected with all the survivors of her group's journey from Oqia to here.

Gloria reached level 117 and soon a world of mercury appeared on the battlefield, disrupting several of the enemy attacks that could reach not only her group allies, but rebels fighting the enemies in the area.

Abby kept her cultivation at level 117, using the falling allies to replace the rebel group's losses as best she could.

By the time Minos started helping Leger and Tiolos, getting one of them to level 120 and the other to level 119, he had transformed into his dragon version, an immense creature with six wings.

Silver flames burned from Minos' wings as they shot out with much more power and heat from his mouth.

Amid his flame attacks, capable of consuming even powerful essences of high-level Supremes, blades emerged from the vacuum of space, paralyzing enemies as he advanced against them at terrifying speeds.

Minos killed two dozen opponents in his first moments of combat, attracting the attention of the strongest enemies, Supremes of levels 123 and 124.

Fortunately for him, those level 124s were too busy with Mylecent and her corpses at the moment!

The level 123 opponents were what Minos had left when his fugitive group only had a little over 40 survivors fighting.

But just as his forces had lost many rebels, the enemies had lost many of the men they had positioned on the outskirts of Cursed Rock that day!

"Who's that?" One of the three level 123 cultivators asked, approaching Minos mischievously.

The enemy seer said, "The one responsible for our bad situation here today. Minos Stuart!"

Minos heard that, feeling his clairvoyance abilities grow stronger as he was at level 122, almost able to predict the fate of Ysolt and the enemy seer. But he was too busy killing what enemies he could and dodging those three.

Minos could kill them. At level 122, only a cultivator at the absolute peak of level 124 could threaten him. But he was interested in taking down as many of the weaker opponents as possible, those who could put his wives in danger.

He would be able to protect his women well and allow them to fight as fairly as possible in this unfair combat. But this would take away some of his advantages, gradually putting him in a passive situation against the three enemies trying to take him down.

"Brat! You're strong. But you chose the wrong side in this fight!" said one of them as he attached two of Minos' wings with a very thin golden thread.

"I'm afraid I had no choice. You put me on the side of the enemy." Minos replied as he swung his body around, showing his enemy that holding him back would not be easy.

The opponent was almost thrown from one mountain to another by Minos' swinging body, but that one escaped, while his other two allies limited the space for his action.

But soon afterwards, Minos felt his power suddenly diminish, and finally the pressure of the other two opponents acting against him took effect, causing him to feel cuts around his massive body.

The advantage of his powers in the fight against those enemies lasted just a few minutes until the opponents felt their powers returning to normal and his allies weakened along with himself.

Minos used his defensive characteristics to escape severe damage while moving to reunite with the rest of his group.

Fortunately, at this point, only 30 opponents remained in the surrounding area, while of his group, 44 individuals were fighting in that area.

The rest had died and Abby's undead could no longer be seen there, having been destroyed by the enemies or remaining blows from the strongest fighting in the area.

The group gathered in a defensive formation, with Minos, Clexvog, Leger and Tiolos taking up more defensive positions, while the weaker ones or those with support powers stayed in the middle of the formation.

At that moment, Ysolt retreated to their side just before Mylecent did the same.

"My boys are coming," she said with a smile on her face as she wiped the blood dripping from her pale lips.

Shortly after her words, the warriors in that area turned their eyes in the direction from which a strange sound, a mixture of footsteps, grunts and shouts, emerged, becoming louder and louder.

"There's just one problem," Mylecent pointed out with a brisk smile. "They're not entirely in my control. It's time to run!"

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