Chapter 1458 - 568: The Great Net

"How is the plan progressing?"

Sarunster asked as he sat on the throne.

His tone carried a trace of urgency.

Because the current situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for them.

Even though they still held absolute dominance, maintaining a significant advantage.

Now the enemy has started to slowly form a new effective resistance, discovering their strengths.

This was a very bad beginning.

Past experiences of invading worlds made Sarunster acutely aware.

To completely occupy and destroy a world, one must advance triumphantly all the way.

Especially when deciding to unleash enough power to destroy the world.

Stalemating would only lead to failure and significant losses.

It would also mean losing the Abyss’s favor.

Once those resisting gain some advantage, glimpsing hope, they will burst with a hope that even demons find troublesome.

They will burst with strong resistance to fend off the invasion.

The greater their advantage, the more intense their resistance becomes.

This would make them believe that strong resistance and sacrifice are effective.

It is crucial to deliver a heavy blow to these people now, dispelling their resistance, to lay the best groundwork for what comes next.

Such an opportunity is close at hand.

Sarunster keenly sensed it.

Alka’s performance on the battlefield these years had become almost eye-catching, making him a new star leading battle emotions.

His arrival indeed improved conditions on the front lines, even if many situations weren’t entirely credited to him, but in such a state.

Almost everyone would believe the situation improved due to his arrival, attributing some credit to him for bettering the situation.

Some credit indeed came from him.

At this moment, if Alka is eliminated, even just his physical form in reality.

It would deliver a heavy blow both mentally and physically to the defenders.

Invasion is not just brutal destruction; it also includes mental and psychological demolition.

This would naturally lead to the flourishing of chaos, further suppressing the emotions of these defenders.

Looking at the open Obsidian Hall.

And now is the right time.

The light cast by the new moon in the sky was instead suppressing the demons, further amplifying their powers at night.

This new moon nauseated the demons.

Now not only are they suppressed by day, but also at night.

The betrayed gods in the sky are nothing but trash.

One wonders how this trash managed to destroy the world in the past.

As for his question.

The Demon Lords standing below, casting glances at each other, didn’t quite know how the plan was progressing.

They weren’t Sarunster’s subordinates but partners. Each had their own thoughts and goals; who would care about this matter?

Farol, who didn’t quite look like a demon, dressed in gray armor, said: "This needs to ask how the plans of the Devouring Mouth are going, I’ve already prepared everything on my side."

With that, he opened his hand.

A strong aura of the Abyss exuded, filling the entire hall with the scent of the Abyss. All the demons showed expressions of delight, a feeling of being home.

In his hand was naturally the very important Abyss Core.

However, the lingering will of the Abyss on the core prevented them from showing any covetous eyes.

Upon hearing this, the Devouring Mouth looked at the Abyss Core.

"As long as the contract is signed, I can do it anytime."

The Devouring Mouth said directly, eyes fixed on the Abyss Core.

"Then let’s do it now, with everyone as witnesses."

With that, he held the Abyss Core directly in front of the Devouring Mouth.

The Devouring Mouth found it rather strange, not expecting Farol to be in such a hurry. He squinted at him and couldn’t help but grin.

"Seems like you’re in a hurry?"

Hearing this, Farol remained indifferent, staring at the Devouring Mouth and all the demons present.

"My urgency has implications you should understand. If you don’t want to incur the Abyss’s disdain, cooperate well with me." His voice was unceremonious, yet it didn’t provoke any resentment among the surrounding demons.

The reality indeed was such.

Farol came with a mission from the Abyss.

Even Farol himself didn’t know why the Abyss urged him so much to eliminate such a powerful human.

Even though he was indeed powerful, he was still just a mortal, a god who was about to ascend.

It wasn’t supposed to be so valuable to the Abyss.

Or rather, not so valued.

But the Abyss was urging him, so he had to quicken his pace.

The other demons could only comply.

No matter how chaotic they are, they can’t vent their recklessness and anger on the Abyss.

Acceptance and respect for the Abyss are their only positive emotions.

All demons long for the Abyss’s recognition and fear its rejection.

The contract was drafted and signed under the gaze of the demons.

Still the kind of devil’s contract they hated.

...

On the other side.

The Divine, dressed in black robes, like an assassin, said: "If nothing unexpected happens, the one who stole the divinity should be him."

A phantom image appeared before him, and in the image was Alka.