Chapter 570 On the Execution Platform
In an instant, he was swallowed into the giant mouth of the teleporting worm, and Arka came out the moment he was swallowed in.
This worm itself is just a very simple and quick portal entrance.
It's just that it's very easy to be manipulated by the Devouring Mouth.
For Alka, who also possesses spatial attributes, it is easy to eliminate the anomaly.
So he left here in an instant.
The moment he left, although he still moved a distance, the distance he moved was very short, only outside the city wall, about a hundred meters away from the city wall.
"You rushed over here risking your life just to teleport me here?"
Alka said, looking around with some confusion.
At this time, the energy left on the Devourer's chest was still hindering the recovery of the scar. Blood was flowing out like lava, and he looked much more miserable than Alka, but he still smiled.
"Just this little distance is enough."
The moment the words fell, the small area of a few meters where the two were located was cut and then transformed.
Power coming from other directions.
In a trance, Alka and the Devouring Mouth disappeared from the spot and appeared in the distance, surrounded by a group of demons.
However, those demons were all weak, with the strongest at only stage five. They surrounded them in a circle and had no intention of attacking.
Alka could feel it.
The space around him was almost solidified into a completely unshakable existence. Order reached its peak here, and the breath of the abyss was maintained around him.
These very strange and relative scenes appeared before him.
Various protective layers appeared around it. This was the best and most solid cage built by the devil. It prevented anyone from leaving and entering.
…
Pororo on the city wall, with his potential developed, violent lightning and storms raged, and finally shattered the demon in front of him.
However, no body fragments were left behind. As the demon died, it turned into a phantom and disappeared.
Simon, who sensed this scene, widened his eyes.
"There's a problem! These demon lords are all phantoms formed by their own strength and they don't really exist!"
The moment he discovered it and called out.
All those who were struggling with the Demon Lord looked at their opponents in front of them at the same time.
These demon lords just grinned and then disappeared.
Watching this scene.
The wise elder from the Holy Machine Church saw through the clues in an instant.
“A phantom of strength formed purely by magic and strength.
This takes a long time to solidify. It uses some very sophisticated techniques...
Obviously, this is not something that a demon can do, but an illusion that can only be achieved with the cooperation of the demon and the assistance of our side."
The strength of this phantom is almost the same as that of the original body, but it takes a very long time to form this phantom, and it can only be used for a period of time. The best effect it can have is delay at the same level.
You will also be weak for a long time.
It dissipated after the problem was discovered.
This should be some kind of unknown weakness, the purpose of which is to let them discover that this extremely realistic clone has no flaws unless one of the clones is eliminated.
"Those evil gods?" the archbishop murmured.
Obviously, this is the result of cooperation between evil gods and demons.
"But what is the purpose of creating these illusions?" Grayfar asked puzzledly.
This kind of phantom is created, and once one phantom is destroyed, they will discover the ceremony. Then the discovery will cause the strange phantom to disappear together. This must have some effect.
"Arka, Arka is gone!"
The giant dragon beast flew over and said, and after landing, it turned into Urulius and Jason.
Alka, who was fighting with the Devouring Mouth just now, disappeared together with the Devouring Mouth.
Under normal circumstances, Alka would pass through the mirror portal and appear in front of everyone instantly.
And the fact that it was able to fight Alka for so long proves that the Devouring Mouth is the real entity, not an illusion.
"Arka is missing? Could it be..."
Everyone couldn't help but think of something. It couldn't be that this attack was just for Alka, right?
That's a bit too weird, why?
Some people didn't understand, but the leaders of the Four Gods Church and Jason and others had already turned ugly.
Some people who didn't know the truth saw the ugly expressions of these high-ranking officials and knew that Alka might be really important to the front line, at least much more important than they thought and understood.
And at this time.
In the space prison that imprisoned Alka and the Devouring Mouth.
The Devouring Mouth was in tatters at this time.
The horns on its head and the bat wings behind it were torn to pieces and completely useless, with broken limbs scattered everywhere around it.
The Devouring Mouth was leaning against a stone pillar, almost dying.
Alka stood beside him and looked at him: "So you are willing to hold me here even at the risk of your own death?
It's strange, isn't it? Demons aren't creatures that are willing to sacrifice themselves, and you're even less likely to be one."
The Devouring Mouth sacrificed itself so that Alka could come here and imprison him.
If it were a decent race, they might actually make such sacrifices, but the problem is that these are demons.
Chaotic, reckless and selfish are their nature, and the demon in front of them is even more so.
Alka didn't believe at all that he would sacrifice himself and become bait for her.
The Devouring Mouth, which was severely wounded and almost dead, suddenly smiled.
"Ahem, hahaha, you will die in my hands soon. I will tear your body and soul into pieces in front of everyone.
My humiliation will be washed away at this moment, hahahaha."
The Devouring Mouth laughed, laughed madly.
It was obvious that the backup plan he had prepared for himself was already in use.
But the strange thing is that Alka did not take advantage of this moment to immediately go forward and kill the Devourer. The Devourer was clearly ready to let Alka come up and kill him, so that his strength could be enhanced and he could return to his true self and give Alka a surprise.
After coughing twice, the Devouring Mouth looked at Alka strangely.
"Why don't you take this opportunity to kill me? This may be your only chance."
Alka smiled and said, "Why don't you show it to me?"
The Devouring Mouth frowned.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and then suddenly his eyes widened.
There was panic, fear and confusion in his eyes.
Everything flowed in his eyes.
He had never lost his composure like this before, his expression was panic-stricken and almost crazy.
"Impossible? This is impossible? What's going on? Why? Farol! You damn..."
The Devouring Mouth almost lost his mind at this time. He believed that it was Faror who did something to make him lose the core of the abyss at this time.
However, before he could finish his words, he saw what was in Alka's hand.
It was a round object wrapped in a transparent mirror.
There was a strong smell of the abyss in there.
It was the core of the abyss that originally belonged to him and was hidden in his body.
But it appeared in Alka's hands at some point.
"Is this your last trump card, your last reliance?" Alka looked at the thing in his hand, turned his head and stared at the Devouring Mouth and said with a smile.
"Give it back to me, give it back to me now!" The Devouring Mouth was almost crazy.
Looking at the Devouring Mouth like this, Alka suddenly felt it was boring.
"The opponent who once gave me trouble has become like this now? Why not give yourself a decent performance in the end?"
I don’t know if it was Alka’s words that woke him up.
The devouring mouth gradually calmed down.
Leaning against the original stone pillar and looking at the sky.
Then he stared down at Alka again.
"When did you take it?"
"Have you ever found that your soul has been manipulated? The things left in your soul are hidden very deeply. Their only function is to make you dazed for a second.
But this one second is enough for me.”
After hearing Alka's reminder, the Devouring Mouth immediately understood.
The first thing that came to his mind was, of course, what Alka and the others had done to his soul many years ago with the remaining souls of their clones.
But he didn't expect that it was all a cover-up, and in the end it was just to leave an invisible thread in his soul to make himself dazed for a second when necessary?
It was this one second that allowed Alka to steal the Abyss Core that he had been hiding deep inside his body, the kind that even he himself didn't realize.
Because he had never thought that the abyss core in his body would be stolen, never thought about it.
That trance-like second made him not even notice anything.
"You knew I was trying to lure you in? Did you come here willingly? Did you know there was a trap here?"
Faced with such a question, Alka did not answer.
Instead, he walked over with a smile and pierced it with his elemental weapon.
Then it began to extract his soul.
"Hehe... We were all fooled by you..."
The sound is intermittent.
But the Devouring Mouth suddenly grabbed Alka's shoulder with its hand, with power coming from nowhere.
"Give me a chance to see them, their end..."
Hearing this, Alka rolled his eyes helplessly.
You have to admit that at this time, the chaotic emotions among the demons made them think of watching their colleagues fall like themselves.
Even if he was dying, he would still take a look at it, and even seemed to want to make a few sarcastic remarks.
Alka can see.
A large amount of negative energy was absorbed from the soul that was sucked out of the devouring mouth.
For the Devouring Mouth, which is so proud and arrogant and considers itself the best among the demons, it has been the laughing stock since meeting Alka. The accumulated negative energy makes him eager to go crazy.
This madness made him want to take a look at those who laughed at him and fell into the same situation as him even if he died.
Alka reached out and dug out one of the Devouring Mouth's eyes.
All the extracted souls were poured into the eyes and sealed with glass.
"Just use your one eye and take a good look. You are also my motivation. Without you, my strength would not grow so fast."
As he spoke, he grabbed the remaining body, turned it into residual energy, and threw it into the furnace of the dream world.
The eyes were also left in the dream by Alka.
Dropped in an area with a fixed time.
Prevent the soul in the eye from escaping.
When that moment came, Alka would not mind letting his eyes and soul see that final scene.
After doing all this, Alka sat there, watching the demons outside the space cage staring at him.
Soon, these demons took detours.
Because, a total of 8 demons emitting powerful auras surrounded the prison and stared at himself in the cage.
These are the eight remaining demon lords.
"Where is the Devouring Mouth?" Salenst asked curiously.
Logically speaking, the scene they saw when they came over should have been that the Devouring Mouth had completely controlled Alka, rather than seeing Alka sitting there alone and relaxed.
Hearing what Salunst said.
Alka stood up slowly, brushed the dust off his butt, then pinched an eyeball between two fingers and shook it in front of everyone.
"Yes, here."
The demons looked at the eyeball.
It is undoubtedly the eye of the Devouring Mouth.
"You killed him? How did you do that?" Farol asked in confusion, standing outside.
Obviously, Alka shouldn't have this ability.
Once the Devouring Mouth uses its full strength, the god will be strengthened to a certain extent.
Although Alka is powerful, he is obviously not at the level of a god.
It was obvious that Alka had no intention of answering them.
"A waste is a waste, a coward is a coward, and they are all losers in the end." said a demon.
"Just call him a failure from now on."
Failure after failure earned the Devouring Mouth the title of loser at the moment of final death.
"It's your turn now, human." Sullenst said, staring at Alka.
Alka looked at them and said, "Congratulations, you won a game."
"Then the question is, who will get the honorable opportunity to take my life?
Which brave warrior will come in? You can't be so cowardly as to gang up on me, right? "
Alka said smiling inside.
Upon hearing this, two demons immediately couldn't help but walk in and fight Alka one on one.
"You idiots, go in together and don't give him any chance to escape."
Sullenster said as he walked in.
The other demons followed reluctantly.
"A bunch of cowards," Alka said with a shrug.
But at this time, Farol suddenly stood up and said.
"In this last chance, I ask you, are you willing to submit to the abyss? The abyss will make a promise. The moment you fall into the abyss, it will covet your status as a lord and will grant you a journey. The level of the abyss will be your territory.
And later, when this world falls into the abyss, you will be able to get an area you want.
You will also take the lives of those gods who betray you."
The first people to react after hearing this were not Alka, but the demon lords nearby.
Although they were dissatisfied, they could only hold it in.
This was apparently a promise made by Abyss himself.
"It's a generous promise, but I refuse it," said Alcazo.
"Don't think that you have nothing to fear just because your soul will return to the dreamland. The reason why we made such an arrangement is naturally to ensure that even your soul cannot return to the dreamland."
Farol stared at Alka and spoke word by word.
Their trap had already been upgraded with the addition of the traitor gods.
From destroying the body to causing complete death.
Alka looks at them.
He spat with disdain.
"Come on then." After saying that, he rushed forward first.
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The fortress on the front line is organizing people to search.
But at this moment, a spatial distortion occurred under the city wall in front of them.
This distorted picture naturally caught everyone's attention.
As space distorts.
A space was switched over.
A large group of demons appeared instantly, and in the center of the demons were eight demon lords.
They surrounded a platform and stood on its perimeter facing the fortress.
In front of them was a hellish execution platform.
The Arca was hung on it in the shape of a cross.
His hands were raised horizontally and pierced by hell chains, tied to the cross, and his legs were also pierced.
It seemed that for the sake of dignity for the strong, his confinement was just like this, even his soul was bound in the body.
There was a vibration in the sky.
The shadows of the four gods appeared in the sky, including the flower fairy and those new gods who had ascended to heaven in the past ten thousand years.
Corresponding to it.
It was the shadows of those traitorous gods that also appeared in the sky.
The rebellious gods and demons, as well as the abyss behind them, together protected Arka's execution ground.
No divine power could penetrate and rescue Alka.
It even became a space that did not belong to this world.
Such a grand execution ground.
This made all the humans on the defense line look confused.
