Clearly, their plan to self-destruct was interrupted by this grand formation of the True Kings.
And Qian Er also saw the crux of the matter.
The self-destruct skill of these races had disappeared!
This meant that other races naturally had no way to obtain the energy from these races that could be used to self-destruct.
Qian Er instantly thought of many things. Only he could stand at the eye of this formation. Judging by the True Kings' proficiency, they had clearly practiced it a lot in private.
That Emperor truly trusted him, to actually wage war with Yan Country's military strength centered around him. Or perhaps, this was also a way for him to show goodwill to Qian Er.
It was understandable. Now he had no other choice but to believe in Qian Er. His Majesty dared not harbor the slightest disloyal thought.
A formation that steals skills, how interesting.
The corners of Qian Er's mouth curled up slightly. The energy at the eye of the formation was extremely turbulent, swirling chaotically around him, but before it could splash onto him, it was blocked by a golden light.
Clearly, the reason he was placed at the eye of the formation was because ordinary True Kings couldn't withstand these abstract energy bodies.
Before those races that could no longer self-destruct could reach the front of the formation, the True Kings who weren't part of the formation blocked their path, their faces revealing triumphant smiles.
Shen Yifei stood on the back of the Bone Dragon, his clothes already tattered, but thanks to Qian Er's healing, he was full of energy. He pointed his hand, and the Bone Dragon swept its tail.
At the same time, the Skeleton King Shouxun flew out, followed by the Bone Dragon's tail wielding its blade. A cold flash, and a small portion of the myriad races instantly flew away.
The other True Kings also displayed their skills one after another. Their goal was very clear: to directly withstand the surrounding attacks and eliminate all these races with self-destruct skills.
To prevent the food from self-combusting.
After resolving these races, the True Kings who formed the great formation breathed a sigh of relief, and the light of the formation under their feet disappeared.
Although these self-destructing races had been dealt with, there were still quite a few people on the scene, and the sounds of various attacks were endless, creating a chaotic scene.
Now was obviously not the time to ask about the formation. Qian Er was very decisive. He tightened his fist blade, jogged a short distance, and plunged headfirst into the midst of the myriad races.
Amusingly, upon seeing that it was Qian Er who had come, the myriad races, who were originally lined up like a city wall, actually instinctively retreated at the first moment, clearing a small circular space around Qian Er.
But soon they stared at Qian Er with bloodshot eyes. Which of these races present didn't have a blood feud with Qian Er?
In that battle back then, Qian Er didn't know how many races he had killed. Some had been exterminated, some had been lucky enough to escape with one or two survivors, and some had suffered great losses.
They were already willing to self-destruct, so naturally, they absolutely wouldn't cherish their lives. Now that their plan had been disrupted, they would simply fight to the death!
Qian Er swung his fist blade, while his other fist constantly thrust out. The speed of his punches had already created afterimages. Accompanied by the sound of alien bones shattering, the surrounding screams were louder and louder.
Qian Er was also consciously running and fighting among the myriad races, occasionally making some small movements, which made him appear more graceful on the battlefield. While stepping out with astral steps, he flew away the surrounding enemies with his blade.
He was like a god of war!
On the other side, the Bloodfiend Shura was also openly sustaining combat with combat, eating while fighting. Even though the myriad races all knew that he was sustaining combat with combat, not a single one could take action to stop him.
After all, the current Bloodfiend Shura was also a demigod-level figure, combined with the race of divine beasts.
This battle, in the eyes of the Bloodfiend Shura, was like a children's game. Especially after his body had grown taller after devouring the flames of flesh and blood, the physiques of these myriad races were indeed mostly like children in front of him.
Even, some races that were already a little short would really be trampled to death by him!
The surrounding attacks fell on his body like raindrops. Scars would occasionally appear on his skin, but they would disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye in just a few seconds.
He grabbed an alien race in each hand and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he freed up several hands to fight. Most races didn't even have time to react before being grabbed by his large hand and lifted into the air.
That large hand squeezed hard, and the enormous force instantly crushed the unlucky person into a twisted shape, their internal organs already shattered beyond repair, and blood flowed down the back of his hand.
The surrounding myriad races wanted to cry but had no tears. The battle intent of many races had long been extinguished. The pressure brought by that fierce three-headed, six-armed beast was simply not something ordinary races could withstand.
Later on, the myriad races were almost gritting their teeth and holding on. Qian Er and his beasts were now like they were frying fish. After all, these myriad races couldn't even produce a reserve combat force, while even the lowest-level Curse Shadow Wraith in Qian Er's team had already reached the reserve level.
The terror of the reserve level need not be elaborated on. How many years has the Human Race's Turtle Saint Lamp reserve supported the entire Human Race?
Any single one of them was an absolute weapon of mass destruction, and Qian Er had six of these powerful combat forces.
In addition to the fact that he himself was currently in an impeccable state, even without using his Flesh Avatar, no one could break his defense.
Before, there was at least a process of using the Flesh Avatar, but now he didn't even bother to act. Qian Er just stood there, and even if he didn't move, he was already invincible just by relying on the golden light!
In the face of absolute defense, any attack was trash!
Qian Er and the beasts in his team each occupied a separate small battlefield, and they all showed their skills on the battlefield, completely crushing the enemy on one side.
In comparison, the limitations of the Human Race True Kings were very large. In this situation of being besieged by the myriad races, they could only stick together for warmth, watching each other's backs.
Unlike Qian Er, they themselves were very fragile, and they still needed to dodge the attacks of the myriad races in time.
If this battle, Qian Er's team vs. the myriad races was the peak match for the myriad races, then the myriad races vs. the True Kings was the peak match for the True Kings.
The alien races on the scene were constantly reinforcing, and even though some of these True Kings had been fighting for half their lives, this was the first time they had seen such a scene.
One race fighting ten thousand races, if Qian Er wasn't present, they would really think that their Emperor had gone mad.
But with Qian Er present, they unanimously believed, we've got this!
The True Kings formed a circle with each other, so that everyone could see the attacks around the others, so that they could dodge in time.
They stood in the inner circle, and a group of beasts stood in the outer circle, and some beasts were in the air, firmly protecting these True Kings, allowing them to issue instructions from behind.
