"How, how is this possible? How could this happen? Why is this happening? My perception cannot deceive , the sensing of evil thoughts cannot be ignored... I clearly perceived Allan, right at the mont the plan was launched, it must be him, it must be him, you can’t fool , you’re on the verge of destruction!"
No one paid him any more attention; the burden in the warriors’ hearts had been lifted, and they were more focused on the battle at hand.
Among the humans, only Asa felt extrely uncomfortable. He shouted, "Shut up, you fool! You’ve turned the ancient, mysterious, and powerful evil thoughts into a clown to be mocked! You still want to be the King of Evil Thoughts? You’re not even worthy of licking my boots."
Ark yelled in rage, "What did you say? You traitor! The Royal City must have fallen, they’re just holding on desperately. When humanity is destroyed, I’ll make you know the aning of regret."
Asa replied coldly, "I don’t know what you’re holding on for."
"Hehehe."
Ark suddenly cald down.
"I get it, you’re trying to deceive , the perception of evil thoughts, it’s impossible to be wrong... If Allan isn’t with the evil thoughts, I’ll eat all your...."
Asa roared, "In your dreams! It’s mine!"
"Shut up!"
Rod commanded, and in that mont of distraction, a Blood Tentacle struck the back of the Divine Sword, knocking its blade off course, causing this attack to fail.
"Focus, Rod!"
The King lowly admonished.
"We have to gain enough advantage before the Blood God’s will fully subsides."
Rod solemnly replied, "Understood."
He closed his mouth and refocused on the battle.
On the battlefield below.
Ark’s wild laughter suddenly turned into screams.
"Ah, the sensing of evil thoughts is weakening, why? Allan, haven’t you been dormant for many years? Weren’t you waiting for this mont? Why is this happening? No, no, don’t weaken, don’t disappear, I want to see humanity’s demise in screams, I want to see the torrent of darkness engulf fire and light, no, it can’t be, why has it disappeared? Have you been killed by them?"
Viheler mocked, "That’s right, slain by Lord Allan."
Amidst the piercing screams, Ark’s voice fell silent.
anwhile, Spiritual Communications continued to flow incessantly from the Royal City. The defending soldiers excitedly recounted their victory, praising the invincible Lord Allan’s strength, who eradicated all evil thoughts, suppressed the erupting Abyss, restored the normal operation of the Silver Oath, and once again sealed the Abyss entrance beneath the Royal City, completely eliminating the crisis, uncovering and excising the malignant tumor hidden deep within humanity.
This was a massive victory; humanity had completely crushed the conspiracy of evil thoughts, shattering their illusions. The Royal City was unaffected by any interference, and the entire taboo armant of the Silver Oath was controlled by the Fire Priest. The Doomsday believer Ryanbeck had been thrown into the Spiritual Energy prison.
What awaited him was a harsh trial.
Rod also received these Spiritual Communications, but he didn’t pay much attention. From the beginning, he knew Ark was dreaming; the First Knight Allan was not the evil thought Allan, and he had specifically had Asa look over him.
Asa was also an evil thought, and after becoming a strong evil thought, his ability to discern his kind had reached another level. With his certification, there would naturally be no mistake. In fact, he had verified the entire upper echelon of Trolian to ensure there were no evil thoughts among humanity’s highest ranks; otherwise, how could Rod confidently co out to fight?
So, he disregarded Ark’s words completely, unsure if they were deliberate or accidental, but it seed genuine. Perhaps he truly sensed the presence of the evil thought Allan, or maybe it was just an illusion, but either way, it couldn’t change humanity’s victory.
After a mont, Ark’s voice reerged, sweeping away the previous gloom.
"Yes, the Doomsday plan failed; it was a little misunderstanding, but you don’t think that was my only asure, do you?"
He beca arrogant and proud again.
"You’ve built the Eternal Sanctuary, seeking eternal peace, but it’s so fragile, like an eggshell. If I just destroy your Star Marrow Altar, the invisible high walls will dissipate, the vacuum moat will cease to exist, and the monsters surging from all directions will drown you. When the flas extinguish one by one, your towns, villages, outposts will be obliterated, and countless new humans will join the forces of darkness, and you will et your true destruction."
Viheler sneered, "Dreaming again? The Star Marrow Altar, can you destroy it?"
"Hehehe, you think I don’t know? Although the Star Marrow Altar is very sturdy and indestructible, just pollute its internal space, and the altar’s efficiency will significantly decline. Even a slight impairnt to such a vast Spirit’s Curtain will cause it to collapse."
"For such an important core, you’ve only dispatched a single Battle Group to guard it? Considering we wouldn’t notice? Or thinking evil thoughts can never engage in direct combat?"
Ark laughed maniacally once more.
"You are too naive, the Divine Envoy of the Lord has Awakened and responded to . When He descends with His Divine Power of Supre Will, the evil thoughts will disassemble, reassemble into a combat form. Although it will collapse after the battle, such a powerful force is enough to annihilate you. For the end of Trolian, their deaths are worth it."
"Hahahaha, you’re finished... uh?"
Invisible ripples swept through the air, swiftly vanishing into the unseen distance.
Ark’s voice turned furious.
"What is this? What did you do?"
"Annihilation... even the Abyss Rift opened has been destroyed, Snake Woman, Fire Eagle, Big Bird, Ice Tiger... it’s the Spiritual Woman Group, no, that’s not right, why so strong?"
"Impossible, weren’t they stuck at the quantification threshold?"
Viheler taunted, "Perhaps your intel was wrong, all-knowing Ark."
"Despicable humans, when did you send them over? Aren’t you afraid of the front line collapsing?"
Viheler’s laughter grew larger, the joyous mood making his Dawn Holy Sword shine even brighter.
"Of course, at the start of the war, the King ordered it personally... we certainly do fear the front line collapsing, but as you said, we fear more soone attacking our core point."
Ark shouted frantically, "No, impossible! This isn’t the plan, I can’t fail, humans so base... how could they outsmart ? I’m Ark, I can’t miscalculate!"
"But you did miscalculate, admit it, you’re actually a fool."
Viheler relentlessly mocked him, and Ark’s voice gradually lost reason.
For so reason, this leader of the evil thoughts was unusually irritable today.
"Alright, you asked for this, you forced to use the Divine Envoy’s power... I wasn’t going to, but you angered . The emblem of the Lord is in my hand; when He bestows His Divine Power of Supre Will, you will et your end."
Gradually, his voice beca calm.
In the distance, a black light descended from the sky.
A humanoid figure composed of Black Fog stepped onto the battlefield, a faintly discernible outline floating in and out on the figure, showing Ark’s face.
He raised his right hand, aiming it at the Great Dragon City, black light flickering in his palm.
"You, Xingge of Modric, overlooked for youth, unaccepted for defiance, you wish to beco the most important person in everyone’s hearts, but no one cares; you aspire to be the pillar of Trolian, but no one believes; your soul roars with dissatisfaction, your will moans with the cry of sadness."
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