Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1262

Chapter 1262: Turning The Tide Chapter 1262: Turning The Tide Villain Ch 1262.

Turning The Tide He activated Holy Charge, his dragon surging forward with a burst of radiant energy.

The light enveloped Shea, cutting off her melody and forcing her into a defensive position.

On the ground, the mages and healers continued their desperate efforts to support the frontline, their spells barely keeping pace with the chaos.

Sophia’s smirk faltered slightly as she watched Elio gain the upper hand against Shea.

“This isn’t over,” she muttered to herself, her fists clenching as the battle raged on.

The fight was far from finished, but for the first time, it seemed the defenders were beginning to push back against the overwhelming force of the villains.

Shea faltered, her wings damaged from Elio’s relentless assault, while Zoe’s tentacles were pinned down by the combined efforts of Azura and Red_King.

Gil had managed to escape Alice’s Shadow Bind, keeping the witch occupied in a deadly aerial duel.

The tides were slowly, painfully, turning.

But the battlefield was deceptive, and danger loomed closer than anyone realized.

In the silence that lingered between the sounds of clashing steel and roaring dragons, a dark aura suddenly bloomed near the gates.

It appeared without warning, a swirling mass of black and crimson energy that crackled ominously as it coalesced into three figures.

The Devil Emperor stood at the center.

Beside him was the Vampire Queen.

On his other side, the Dark Priestess.

The Devil Emperor surveyed the battlefield with a smirk.

“It seems Shea and the others managed to capture their attention,” he said, his voice calm and mocking as he gestured toward the chaos at the frontline.

“They’re so focused on holding the line that they’ve forgotten to protect their gates.” Jane’s lips curled into a cold smile.

“Then it’s our turn.” Her hands began to glow with a faint greenish hue, and the ground beneath her rippled unnaturally.

“Let’s remind them why the Devil Emperor is feared.” Larissa chuckled softly, her fangs glinting as she stepped forward.

“The gates will fall, my Emperor,” she said, her tone sweet yet venomous.

“Shall I make the first move?” “Be my guest,” Allen replied with a wave of his hand.

Larissa raised her arms, activating Bat Swarm.

A piercing shriek echoed through the air as thousands of blood-red bats materialized from the shadows, their glowing eyes fixed on the gates.

They surged forward, slamming into the structure like a living wave of destruction.

The gates groaned under the assault, cracks spreading along their surface.

Meanwhile, Jane extended her arms and muttered an incantation.

Necromancy took hold as skeletal hands clawed their way out of the earth, dragging decomposing bodies into existence.

Undead creatures rose in droves, their glowing eyes fixed on the gates as they clawed and pounded against the weakened structure.

Not to be outdone, Allen stepped forward, raising his hand.

“Abyssal Descent.” The air darkened, and the ground beneath the gates cracked open, revealing a swirling portal to the Abyss.

Spectral hands emerged, clawing at the gates and pulling everything in their vicinity toward the vortex.

The continuous damage pounded on the gates relentlessly.

Up on the walls, players finally noticed the chaos brewing behind them.

One of the mages turned, his eyes widening in horror.

“The gates!

They’re under attack!” Warlord and Justice Bringer, both leading the ranged DPS and mages, spun around at the shout.

Their expressions darkened as they saw the Devil Emperor’s group.

“Damn it, they’re flanking us!” Justice Bringer roared.

“All ranged DPS, focus fire on those three!

Take them out before the gates fall!” “We need to counter this now!” Warlord barked, unsheathing his glowing blade.

The players on the walls scrambled to redirect their attention.

Mages began firing spells toward the gates, while archers nocked their arrows and let them fly.

Warlord and Justice Bringer summoned their Dragons, and within seconds, massive dragons materialized beside them, their roars shaking the air as they launched into the fray.

But the Devil Emperor was ready.

As Warlord and Justice Bringer’s dragons surged toward him, Allen smirked, raising his hand.

“Not so fast,” he muttered, activating Telekinesis Blast.

A wave of force exploded outward, slamming into the charging players and their dragons.

The sheer power sent them flying backward, their attacks disrupted.

“Stay focused!” Warlord yelled, steadying his mount.

“We can’t let them hold us back!” But before they could regroup, Allen spoke again, his voice low and commanding.

“Summon.” A black void opened in front of him, and three figures emerged, their forms radiating an aura of dread.

The Ghost Lady, draped in tattered, spectral robes, floated forward, her empty eyes glowing with a haunting light.

Beside her, the Angry Priestess, a skeletal figure clutching a cursed staff, stepped forward with jerky, unnatural movements.

The third figure, Cursed High Priest Zorath, towered over the others, his skeletal frame adorned with ancient, cursed armor and whip.

The players hesitated, their focus wavering as they processed the new threat.

Without another word, Allen and his subordinates vanished, their figures dissolving into shadow.

“They just left?” a mage muttered, confusion evident in his tone.

Warlord frowned, his dragon circling back.

“It doesn’t matter!

Take down the bosses before they break through!” But the situation only worsened.

The three summoned bosses unleashed their power simultaneously.

The three of them let out a high-pitched wail, their voice piercing and unnatural.

The sound was so loud and disorienting that players were forced to cover their ears, and their concentration shattered.

[Status Effect: Disoriented (-40% Accuracy, -30% Casting Speed)] “They are loud!” said one of the hunters.

“We have to stop them!” said another.

“But how?” said a priest.

The gates trembled under the relentless assault, and the players on the walls struggled to regain their focus.

The screams of the bosses were relentless, making it nearly impossible to cast spells or fire accurately.

The mounts, including the dragons, bucked and roared, their concentration disrupted by the cacophony.

Warlord gritted his teeth, his frustration evident.

“We can’t take them down like this!

We need a strategy!” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UnholyGod Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

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