Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 659 Huang Zhi And Devil Race Escaping From Battle

Chapter 659 Huang Zhi And Devil Race Escaping From Battle

"Devil Generals!" Huang Zhi gasped, recognizing the formidable warriors of his faction. Each of them wielded a legendary artifact crafted by the late Devil King Mo Yu.

One of the generals raised a massive, dark blade that seemed to hum with malevolent energy. "Dark Star Cleaver!" he shouted, swinging the blade with all his might. The attack created a shockwave that forced Jiang Chen to retreat momentarily.

The second general, wielding a staff covered in intricate runes, slammed it into the ground. "Netherworld Scepter!" she cried, and dark tendrils of energy erupted from the staff, wrapping around Jiang Chen and binding him in place.

The third general, holding a shimmering, crystalline orb, chanted an incantation. "Void Prism!" he declared, and the orb emitted a blinding light that distorted the space around Jiang Chen, creating a barrier that slowed his movements.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed as he struggled against the combined power of the three artifacts. "Impressive," he muttered, his voice filled with cold determination. "But not enough to stop me."

Huang Zhi, still reeling from the intense battle, watched in shock. "What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice a mix of confusion and frustration.

Mo Yin appeared beside him, her expression urgent. "Huang Zhi, you need to escape. If you lose today, Jiang Chen will not let off the Devil Race. He might even order his faction to commit unspeakable acts."

Huang Zhi's eyes widened as he realized the truth in her words. He looked at Jiang Chen, who was already beginning to break free from the restraints. "You're right," he said, gritting his teeth. "We need to retreat."

With a heavy heart, Huang Zhi summoned all his remaining strength and unleashed a series of spatial tunnels. "Spatial Rift!" he commanded, creating hundreds of portals that led away from the battlefield.

"Retreat! Everyone, fall back!" Huang Zhi shouted to his troops. The Devil Race warriors, seeing their leader's command, began to withdraw through the portals.

Mo Yin grabbed Huang Zhi's arm, her eyes pleading. "We need to go now, Huang Zhi. Please."

Nodding, Huang Zhi led his wife and the remaining Devil Race members through the spatial tunnels. As they retreated, he cast one last glance at Jiang Chen, who was now breaking free from the combined assault of the three generals.

Jiang Chen's eyes burned with rage as he shattered the Void Prism and cut through the Netherworld Scepter's tendrils with a wave of chaotic energy. "You think you can escape?" he roared, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

The Dark Star Cleaver wielder charged at Jiang Chen, but with a swift and brutal strike, Jiang Chen disarmed him and sent him flying. "Futile!" Jiang Chen declared, his aura flaring with unrestrained power.

"Who's coming?" Huang Zhi asked, his voice barely concealing his anxiety.

"It's Wang Jian," Mo Yin replied, her eyes narrowing. "And he's not alone. Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan is with him."

Huang Zhi's heart pounded in his chest. Wang Jian was a name that struck fear into many, and the Heavenly Jade Pavilion was an organization with the strength to back it up. He glanced at Mo Yin, whose expression mirrored his apprehension. "Prepare for the worst," he said, steeling himself.

As the vessel landed, Wang Jian, accompanied by Pavilion Mistress Cui Lan and several elite members of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, stepped out. Their presence was imposing, a testament to their unmatched power. Wang Jian, with his commanding aura, led the way, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a mixture of curiosity and calculation.

Huang Zhi stepped forward to meet them, his nerves on edge. "Wang Jian," he greeted, his voice firm despite his anxiety. "To what do we owe the honor of your visit?"

Wang Jian's lips curled into a faint smile, a smile that sent shivers down Huang Zhi's spine. "Huang Zhi," he began, his voice smooth and authoritative. "You look like a man who has faced many battles recently."

Huang Zhi nodded, wary of Wang Jian's intentions. "We've had our share of conflicts," he admitted, his eyes flickering with a mix of pride and caution.

Wang Jian chuckled softly. "I'm aware of your recent skirmish with Jiang Chen. A valiant effort, but it seems you were at a disadvantage."

Huang Zhi's jaw tightened. "Jiang Chen is a formidable opponent," he said, choosing his words carefully. "But we will not give up."

Wang Jian's smile widened. "That's the spirit," he said, his tone surprisingly approving. "But what if I told you that you don't have to fight this battle alone?"

Huang Zhi's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?"

Cui Lan, standing beside Wang Jian, spoke up. "The Heavenly Jade Pavilion is prepared to offer you our support," she said, her voice calm and measured. "We have our own reasons for wanting to see Jiang Chen and his allies defeated."

Huang Zhi was stunned. "You... want to help us?" he asked, unable to hide his disbelief.

Wang Jian nodded. "Indeed. We share a common enemy. And together, we can be stronger than if we were to face him alone."

Huang Zhi exchanged a glance with Mo Yin, who nodded subtly. "What's the catch?" he asked, his suspicion still evident.

Wang Jian's expression grew serious. "We require your cooperation in launching another attack on Jiang Chen, the Jiang Family, and their allies," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.