Furthermore, he was wholeheartedly immersed in the thrill of the slaughter, fundamentally having no time to pay attention to the overall battlefield situation.
"...Hmm?" Suddenly, a thick wave of killing intent and oppressive pressure came from above, causing Knox to feel bursts of suffocation.
Knox was suspicious in his heart, he carefully raised his head and focused his gaze.
The next second, a heavy, overwhelmingly powerful Nature’s Wrath Shattering Fist had already descended from the heavens, smashing him directly into the ground with a single punch.
"Little brat, bullying my juniors feels pretty thrilling, does it not?" Alex maintained his punching posture, putting his full effort into sustaining the fist, and sneered coldly.
"What is the point of bullying the weak? If you have the capability, play with me!"
Although Knox had obtained the power bestowed by the Nether Earth Ghost King, causing his cultivation to surge to the peak of the Supreme Realm, even within the same realm, there was a difference as vast as Heaven and dirt in actual strength.
Although Alex’s cultivation was at the peak of the Supreme Realm, aside from not yet proving his Dao and undergoing his heavenly tribulation, his strength was already completely on par with a Saint, facing this full-force Nature’s Wrath Shattering Fist poured with all of Alex’s anger, Knox naturally did not have the slightest power to fight back.
"Ah!" Caught within the rainstorm-like bombardment of fist force, Knox let out miserable, shrill screams, but his body was tightly bound by vines, unable to move an inch, and completely unable to put up the slightest resistance.
The power the Nether Earth Ghost King bestowed was not entirely useless, though.
In the past, taking this fist head-on, Knox would definitely have been crushed.
But at this moment, he was merely heavily injured, hung upside down by vines on the divine tree birthed from the fist’s power, still clinging to a breath of life.
"Good!" Alex wiped cold sweat from his forehead, forcefully restraining the trembling brought on by his weakness, and slowly raised his head to look at the Nether Earth Ghost King.
"Now, as long as I finish off an old guy like you, this battle will be over."
"Alex, you are indeed the most troublesome and terrifying enemy of my entire life." The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
"The six great strongest puppets I used my mind and effort to forge were actually easily dismantled by you using a single person."
"Although I am very unwilling, I must admit that you, a human kid, are my nemesis in this life."
"Heh, I accept the compliment." Alex grinned and laughed.
"Since you recognize me so highly, then you might as well die by my hands!"
His figure flashed, teleporting directly above the execution platform. Gripping the Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword with both hands, he forcefully chopped down.
"Raging Wave Execution!"
The sparkling blue sword glow, like raging waves and terrifying tides, blasted toward the Nether Earth Ghost King.
Just as the Raging Wave was about to swallow him in a single gulp, a rust-mottled, sharp butcher knife was suddenly seen spinning over from a distance.
Without using the slightest effort, it split the waves apart, effortlessly dissolving Alex’s full-force strike.
"What?!" Alex’s expression changed slightly, his pupils shrinking abruptly.
Looking at that butcher knife floating in mid-air, a trace of horror uncontrollably revealed itself in his eyes.
The next second, the butcher knife became ethereal, spinning and transforming into dozens of butcher knives, following a flash of blood mist, the dozens of knives transformed into dozens of figures.
These dozens of people looked exactly identical.
All were clad in red robes, wearing top hats, and had gloomy clown masks fastened on their faces, their attire was magnificent and full of aristocratic air, like a group of high-class duke and gentlemen.
However, in their hands, they each held a bloody butcher knife like that of a pig slaughterer, adding a terrifying aura of elegant depravity.
The sudden appearance of this group of grotesque weirdos left the vast majority of people bewildered.
Only Lara, still kneeling on the execution platform, had her expression change drastically upon seeing this scene, her whole body trembling involuntarily.
"This, this... how is this possible?!" The red-robed, butcher-knife-wielding weirdo before her was precisely one of the four great Saint mighty figures since the establishment of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty, the Slaughter Saint, Human Butcher.
Originally, after seeing the Human Butcher’s knife that day, Lara had already thought that behind the Nether Earth Ghost King, this mighty figure might be secretly supporting him.
But she never imagined he would actually turn this legendary figure into a clone army.
A single Human Butcher had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of living beings, his ferocious name made even the Heavenly Flame Dynasty turn pale at the mere mention of it.
With forty-plus Human Butchers appearing at the same time, would they not slaughter the entire dynasty into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?
"Alex, do you see this?" The Nether Earth Ghost King had slowly stood up from his throne, standing behind the dozens of Human Butchers, he looked down at Alex condescendingly and mocked playfully.
"Those six just now were merely to let you catch up with old friends."
"This is the true trump card I specifically prepared for you."
"If you can finish off all these butchers, I will truly have no more cards to play and can only leave myself at your mercy."
"Of course, if even you cannot finish them off, then these butchers will become my invincible subordinates, becoming my strongest legion to dominate all living beings! Hahahaha!"
The Nether Earth Ghost King let out ear-piercing shrieks of wild laughter, making everyone present fall as silent as winter cicadas, simultaneously raising their heads.
Right now, Alistair, Malakai, Amos, and Calvin were all already dead, and the subordinates they brought had long lost their will to fight.
At this very moment, they had all simultaneously ceased fighting with the Hale family disciples, all raising their heads in unison to look at the sky.