Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1774 - Chapter 1774: Chapter 656

Chapter 1774: Chapter 656

Chaos Void, endless blood-colored light and Dark Red Glow spread like two enormous, indescribable ghastly maws, slowly devouring the Rabio World that was torn in half.

Jack Clark, with a true body towering over two hundred thousand meters tall, like a divine mountain propping up the skies, held a War Halberd, his body aglow with resplendent blood light as he stood at the edge of the rupture.

Surrounding him, black dust swirled across the sky, exuding infinite despair and withering.

This dust was the true essence of the Abyssal Great Demons that had exploded, their will to live ground into oblivion by the Death Grindstone, covering tens of thousands of kilometers.

From afar, it resembled a silent kingdom of only drifting ashes, making Jack Clark, clad in his ferocious blood-colored battle armor, immensely terrifying.

Looking at the continuous consolidation of white energy around him, Jack Clark couldn’t help but feel emotional: “This plane war, it ended so quickly.”

In this great battle, he had slaughtered eleven True Spirit Level Abyssal Great Demons, one Ancient God, and about more than a billion subordinates and devils of level two and above.

However, only those Abyssal Demons of sixth-tier or above, upon being slain, provided rewards, ultimately granting Jack Clark over ninety thousand points of Origin.

Calculating it, that amounted to slaying seven True Spirit Level Ancient Gods.

Of course, this was a boon of the Plane Battlefield, a reward for slaying the demonized beings extended by the enemy forces of the Supreme Plane.

Otherwise, even if Jack Clark slaughtered ten times more True Spirit Level powerful beings and Transcendent Life forms in the Chaos Void, he wouldn’t collect even a trace of World Origin energy.

Feeling the Origin continuously integrating within his body, Jack Clark looked up ahead.

There, in the space-time rift, a Chaotic Destruction Flow that could grind True Spirit beings to dust pervaded. As for the Abyss Plane, it had disappeared.

Jack Clark was also somewhat curious, curious about why Jane Aiken and Left Demon were in the Abyss Plane, and by the looks of it, held significant status.

But under the gaze of the Abyssal Overlord, Jack Clark dared not blindly contact Jane Aiken directly.

There was no choice, in the plane battlefield, he stood for Hell, a stance that could not be defied, so he could only wait for a future opportunity to make contact in private.

As for Jane Aiken and Left Demon joining the Abyss, Jack Clark felt indifferent.

In the past, the enemies of the Human Federation were the Purgatory Demon Race, those Purgatory Demon Gods, and ancestors with Purgatory bloodlines, not the Supreme Abyss Plane.

Their mutual grievances also vanished with the fall of the Purgatory ancestors.

Including this time Jack Clark’s participation in the Plane Battlefield, slashing down a large number of Abyssal Great Demons and billions of demons, gave the mid and high levels of Hell an edge.

But once the plane war is over, and Jack Clark returns, his ‘grievance’ with the Abyss will also temporarily dissipate.

In the Endless World, the four Supreme Planes do not antagonize any ‘person,’ do not antagonize any world; everything operates according to the Supreme Rules.

Much like the indifferent Heavenly Dao, treating all equally.

As for those Lords of Hell, Abyssal Overlords, they are merely the will executors of the Supreme Plane.

As Jack Clark was deep in thought, analyzing his gains from this plane war, his gaze shifted slightly. In his eyes, the world being devoured by Hell was disintegrating.

Rocks, dirt, trees, rivers, and even space, Heavenly Earth Law, rules, all were decomposing one by one under the blood-colored light, disintegrating.

This sight was horrifying.

The whole world was fading, losing color, even dropping from higher dimensions to lower dimensions, transforming into a two-dimensional plane, a one-dimensional line…

In the end, the entire Rabio World vanished within the blood light, and Jack Clark reappeared in the lofty Crimson Demon Palace.

Including the other Hell Messengers, their subordinates, and the Hell Devil army, they too materialized on the boundless blood-colored land in front of the Demon Palace.

Seeing this, Jack Clark willed himself out of the Dark Star Form, his body shrank rapidly, the red light dissipated, eventually returning to normal human size.

Phew!! Feeling a faint sense of weakness from within, Jack Clark took a deep breath.

Although he had made a breakthrough to True Spirit, and his rule-true body could ignore the consumption of the Eight Layer Heaven’s gate, the Dark Star Form of the Ninth Heavens still greatly burdened him.

Not to mention the tenth-layer Dark Star Apocalypse Heavenly Dragon Form, that was his trump card.

Boom!

The Heaven and Earth shook, an eighty-thousand-meter-tall giant crushed the Earth, its presence like a Mountains and Seas shaking tsunami arriving in front of Jack Clark, its massive head lowering, eyes revealing curiosity and awe.

“Darren Callum council member, are all True Spirits from your Eternal World this powerful?”

Jack Clark slowly began, “Actually, my world is not as exaggerated as you imagine, I am also among the ‘stronger’ of the True Spirits there.”

“I see.”

Boroedo breathed a sigh of relief, “You gave me quite the scare. I thought all the living beings of the Eternal World were so powerful, killing their equals as easily as killing a Moro (a dog-like creature).”

“But council member Darren truly comes from the Eternal World; thanks to you, in this plane war, it is rare for none of us to fall or suffer heavy injuries.”

“Indeed, we owe this plane war to council member Darren.”

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“For you suppressed all the Abyssal Great Demons, allowing us to resolve those Ancient Gods so easily.”

As they spoke, five out of the thirteen Hell Messengers, exuding True Spirit late-period Aura, gathered around, their tones respectful, tinged with a hint of awe.

Plane wars are exceedingly brutal; even True Spirit level Hell Messengers cannot guarantee their safety.

After all, their foes are equals in strength, possibly including primordial beings, along with those Abyssal Great Demons not inferior in strength to them.

Each of these beings, in their death throes, could inflict a heavy blow.