If the King of Hell wants to defeat these dozens of Void Gods, it’s impossible, as his avatar only possesses 10% of his true body’s strength.
He also has no way to further enhance this avatar’s power because an avatar with 10% of his true body’s strength has already reached the Void God Level and cannot beco any stronger.
But if it’s about withstanding the attacks of dozens of Void Gods, that can still be done. He can use a secret technique to transfer the damage he takes to his true body, allowing it to endure, just like when he resisted that torrent of the Heavenly Tribulation before.
Luckily, this is just a small hole with a limited area. If it had been the previous torrent of the Heavenly Tribulation falling on the Lunar Prison, a large area would have been shattered, and even if he wanted to block it, he wouldn’t be able to.
"Spirit Demon, I command you to imdiately spread the Soul Plague in The Second World, creating panic! Distract the attention of the God of Slaughter and the others." At this ti, the King of Hell communicated soul-to-soul with the Spirit Demon, a communication unique to Demon Kings.
"Yes!" The Spirit Demon imdiately responded.
Just now, Dao Feng and the others unifiedly teleported billions of Underworld players back to The Second World. This was an indiscriminate teleport, naturally including the previously deceased Spirit Demon and Heavenly Demon.
These two key figures of the Demon Clan are now hidden in The Second World, like two ticking ti bombs.
After receiving the King of Hell’s order, the Spirit Demon imdiately headed to a densely populated city, wandering slowly down a street. As he passed, the toxins of the Soul Plague spread silently, engulfing countless crowds.
Last ti, he relied on the Soul Plague to make great achievents, poisoning all the online players in The Second World, significantly weakening The Second World’s strength, clearing the way for the Demon Clan’s refinent of The Second World. He believes that this ti should also be successful.
At this mont, he suddenly noticed that almost everyone on the street was rushing in the sa direction, seemingly hurrying to do sothing.
"Good news! A priest from the Elite Dragon Race has co to our city! Once we accept his spell casting, we can beco a mber of the Elite Dragon Race!"
"Let’s go, go, go, quickly join the Elite Dragon Race!"
"It’s a good thing old Zhang bought advanced virtual devices to beco an Advanced Race; now we can beco one without spending a penny!"
"The Elite Dragon Race has a Divine Anti-Poison Ability, and in the future, it will be immune to any toxins..."
Quickly, the Spirit Demon overheard a piece of bad news from the conversations of passers-by!
The priests of the Elite Dragon Race have already spread throughout the world, casting spells everywhere, attracting players to join the Elite Dragon Race.
Since the Elite Dragon Race beca an Advanced Race, it naturally has a draw for players, and the process of joining it has beco simpler; priests can directly perform spell casting to join.
If the Elite Dragon Race was just an ordinary Advanced Race, that would be one thing, but it happens to possess a Divine Anti-Poison Ability, which directly invalidates the Spirit Demon’s proudest ans — the Soul Plague.
Looking at the crowd surging on the street, the Spirit Demon’s face twisted slightly. He wanted to vent his inner rage and slaughter everyone in this city.
But he restrained his impulse. He is on the weaker side in The Second World and must hide himself well. Otherwise, if his identity is exposed, what awaits him is death once more.
...
Huang Yi, along with a group of Reincarnators and Guardians, is desperately attacking beneath that gap.
After the gap was sealed by the King of Hell’s Black Robe, it beca like a black night, and no matter how they attacked, it couldn’t be pierced.
"The King of Hell is indeed powerful; we have dozens of strong individuals with Void God-level strength here, and so many Divine Artifacts, yet we can’t pierce his Black Robe!" Thunder God said, wielding his Pillar of Sea God, its lightning flashing, causing his expression to change unpredictably. But when his rolling thunder struck that black area, it only sparked a few small fireworks before dying out.
The King of Fear, while attacking that black area, comnted leisurely, "The King of Hell is borrowing his true body’s power; otherwise, he couldn’t withstand the attacks from so many of us. His true body’s strength is boundless, and it is impossible for us to exhaust his power before they refine The Second World. We have to think of another way."
"God of Slaughter, do you have any more thods?" At this point, Dao Feng turned to look at Huang Yi.
"Just wait a little longer. My strength is about to experience another significant boost," Huang Yi replied.
"What? You haven’t done anything right now! How can there be a significant boost?" Everyone was stunned. They could accept Huang Yi’s rapid progress, but a thod like this, where Huang Yi seemingly does nothing and just waits for a power boost, was still surprising to them.
Huang Yi smiled slightly, "Though I’m doing nothing, at this very mont, players across the world are helping . I just need to wait for that mont to arrive."
Having said that, Huang Yi looked down at The Second World.
His gaze seed to pierce through the vast distances, seeing block after block, city after city, village after village, where countless people were surrounding the priests of the Elite Dragon Race, eagerly joining Elite Dragon Race.
The belief system of the Elite Dragon Race is the Heroism Religion, which is bound together, aning that every additional mber of the Elite Dragon Race is equivalent to an additional believer of the Heroism Religion.
The more believers there are, the more people will enter the Heroic Sect Temples to pray, resulting in more Power of Faith for Huang Yi.
He had previously accumulated a massive amount of Power of Faith, only a small bit away from his 1 billion target. Previously, with no players in The Second World, that final bit of Power of Faith couldn’t increase, but now with the players returning to The Second World, the issue of raising that final bit of Power of Faith no longer posed a problem and could be quickly accomplished.
Huang Yi stared at the Power of Faith number on his panel, watching it jump rapidly as tens of thousands of people prayed at Heroic Sect Temples worldwide, offering him Power of Faith every second.
But he still felt it was a bit slow and couldn’t help but actively use the King of the World privilege, issuing a proclamation to the world, "I am the King of the World·God of Slaughter and the Pope of the Heroism Religion. I request all believers of the Heroism Religion to imdiately go to the Heroic Sect Temples to pray and increase my Power of Faith. I am about to beco an Epic Hero, and at that ti, I will be more confident in saving The Second World."
This proclamation imdiately resounded throughout The Second World, echoing in every player’s ears like a system announcent.
The whole world instantly boiled over, and countless believers of the Heroism Religion flocked to the nearest Heroic Sect Temples. The number of people praying increased exponentially.
Although these ordinary players do not have the strength to participate in the battle with Huang Yi and others, they have the advantage of numbers, forming an unimaginable trendous force. They can participate in the war to defend The Second World in this way, with each person contributing a portion of their strength.
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