Chapter 1469 - 571: Becoming the World’s Keystone_3

"By then, nothing will be able to suppress us anymore."

Upon hearing this, these Demons seemed to understand.

Simply put, that Alka, in a fatal situation, used self-sacrifice to buy this World Scar 10 years’ time.

"Hmph, alright. Ten years, that’s all."

For these Demons, indeed, 10 years is a very brief time.

Even the most impatient and reckless Demons have the patience to wait.

Then the Demons began to retract their offensive lines, stationing various kinds of Demon camps in the area 50 kilometers from the Demon Defense Wall.

The Demon Lords focused on various areas, mostly to prevent humans from using any means to prolong the current situation again.

Ensuring that after 10 years, with the demise of the Crystal Pillar, they could conquer this world in one fell swoop.

Yet, Demons continued to flood out of the fissures.

The entire Demon region became a playground for Demons to slaughter each other.

All the Demon Lords implemented only the most basic restraints.

Because this was their preparation underway.

Ten years of slaughter would be enough for Demons to eliminate those who were weak enough.

...

In a quiet villa in the rear city.

Inside the hall of the villa.

Chadite and the others sat in various parts of the hall, exhibiting a very silent demeanor.

"So... what did Alka’s final expression mean?" Jason asked.

They all saw Alka before them, as his soul burned and scattered away.

Let’s put it this way, now that the chaos of the World Scar has subsided, Alka’s soul spreading across the Scar is part of the reason.

They also saw Alka’s body become a Crystal Pillar.

Normally, Alka should be dead.

Because even as they descended into the Dream Realm, they could still see.

The Dream Realm was slowly dissipating.

All this foreshadowed Alka’s death.

But the Shadow Robe managing the Dream Realm was not panicking; instead, it was researching something.

And Hui, who temporarily took over Alka’s duties managing the Dream Realm, was still conducting daily patrols.

As if unaware of Alka’s demise.

Xuan, who had a deep connection with Alka, was still carefree in the Dream Realm.

These strange displays hinted that Alka might have hidden means unknown to them.

Moreover, all this happened too suddenly.

Alka did not ask them for help.

Alka did not foresee the danger coming to himself.

Even until the end, they did not know what Alka had gone through; this was highly unusual.

At least, if there were truly a danger to life, Alka would have made some preparations in the end for them to know about.

Suddenly caught and sacrificed in front of everyone.

"He wouldn’t just die like that," Chadite said.

Jason also nodded, then spread his hands, revealing a key in his hand.

"What’s that?" Simon, sitting beside, raised his head and asked.

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but shift their attention to it.

"This was given to me by Alka a few days ago. He said we’d know by then. It shook slightly when Alka died."

Lucilia’s eyes emitted soul-like smoke as she looked at the key.

"That is a Crown-Level Treasure."

"Huh?"

At this moment, Jason suddenly thought of something.

"Remember earlier, Alka asked if we remembered the Spell to enter Libra.

Under normal circumstances, he would never ask this question, would he?"

Asking this meant that Alka had already known something back then. He also had some preparedness for the current situation. Clearly, Alka was waiting for something on the city wall over the years.

Reluctant to Ascend to Divinity, nor did he make any significant changes on the front lines. This was unlike him.

It seemed like he was waiting for some significant timing.

Combined with all the occurrences today.

Except that, at that time, with Alka facing the threat of death, they had no mood to ponder these issues.

Now, calmly reflecting on Alka’s behavior over the past two to three years, they could glean some peculiar clues.

"Clearly, he seemed to have known about his situation today long ago. He did it deliberately," Jason said, furrowing his brows.

Once responsible for intelligence collection, he keenly sniffed out the issue within.

At this time, Juanlu spoke quietly.

"Anyway, the Holy Mother probably knows more about the insider story than us."

Their meaning was self-evident.

Once his words fell, Chadite’s figure turned illusory and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing this situation, everyone fell silent again, waiting for a more definite result.

Soon, Chadite’s figure reappeared in the living room.

His face was no longer that silent expression.

There was a puzzled nod on his face, and through his expression, everyone could see Chadite was still puzzled, but at least received a relatively positive answer.

Everyone roughly understood these meanings and could only leave with doubts and expectations.

Clearly.

Although they did not know the specific circumstances, this seemed to be something requiring a certain level of confidentiality.