The Demon Awakened glanced around, confirming that Nari was still focused on her work, and there were no other threats nearby.
The feeling of unease ca inexplicably, making it hesitate for a few seconds.
But greed ultimately triumphed over caution.
"Forget it, the chance is too rare to miss..."
It decisively attacked, ripping the prey into pieces, then began ravenously devouring its flesh and energy.
A sweet taste filled its mouth instantly, the thrill of power surging almost intoxicating the Demon Awakened.
Feeling the turbulent energy within its body, the surface of its armor began to sprout more and sharper bone spurs.
"Indeed... such quality essence... it’s simply..."
Yet, what it didn’t know was that during the frenzied feeding, the trap ticulously set by Nari was also ingested.
The Void Essence and Aura of Chaos started reacting slowly in its stomach, producing increasingly unstable energy fluctuations.
This reaction was still very faint, completely overshadowed by the thrill of growing power.
But as ti went on, when the two opposing energies reached a critical point...
Similar scenes unfolded simultaneously across the arena.
The Awakened forming hunting teams were frantically dividing a fusion monster with over a dozen faces.
Each mber received the part they wanted, greedily devouring these "delicacies."
They were completely unaware that they were swallowing death bite by bite.
Yet even amid such frenzied plunder, all participants instinctively lowered their voices and lightened their steps.
The absolute power Nari displayed earlier had established an unshakable authority in their minds.
The strong have the right to obtain everything, the weak are only fit to beco nourishnt.
But the premise is, you must ensure you won’t beco the "weak" in the eyes of the stronger.
At that mont, the strongest presence in the entire arena was undoubtedly Nari.
All chaos, plundering, and aberrations were occurring in a bizarre order.
No one dared to make too much noise, no one dared to approach the central area, even those completely deranged aberrations instinctively avoided that direction.
This is the authority brought by absolute power.
......
anwhile, Nari’s collection work was nearing completion.
Under her precise operation, the core essence generated when Maggs’ stand-in exploded was completely gathered, forming a fist-sized deep crystal.
This crystal radiated deep brilliance on its surface.
Inside, countless energy threads could be seen slowly moving, like a miniature thread universe.
"The quality is better than I expected."
Nari contentedly tucked the crystal into the safest storage space within her body:
"If these essences are fully refined, it’ll be enough to elevate my power to another level, now it’s indeed necessary to prepare more as the Supre Apostles might truly unite with Maggs..."
She didn’t finish her sentence, but the look in her eyes grew more dangerous.
In this perilous world, power is the foundation of survival.
But being too conspicuous might also bring unexpected trouble.
"Balance... is always the most important."
Ron silently recorded the gains from this experience in his heart:
Maggs’ stand-in’s power level, his own power assessnt, and the nutrients absorbed by the stand-in puppet during battle...
"Hey baby, it’s ti to go ho."
Nari gently said to Ron, wrapping him carefully with dozens of the softest tendrils, forming an absolutely safe protective cocoon:
"Mom is tired, and she wants to go back and have a good rest."
As she spoke, she began to apply multiple shields on the outer layer of the protective cocoon, ensuring that the upcoming space transmission wouldn’t cause Ron any discomfort.
But before ripping open the teleportation gate, Nari took a glance across the entire arena.
She could clearly perceive the "little gifts" she left behind gradually fernting within various vessels.
Soon enough, those greedy plunderers would taste the true flavor of her "gift."
A smirk flashed in her eyes: "Hmm hmm, so cheap tricks can’t be taken advantage of."
A teleportation gate slowly opened in the air, leading to the safe territory deep within the Sea of Darkness.
In the last mont of stepping into the teleportation gate, Ron gave the arena filled with chaos and distortion one last look.
The abyssal creatures still continuing to mutate, the Awakened plundering their kind in greed, the remnants swallowed by the building’s structure...
Even now, with Nari’s protection, that protection is ultimately external.
Only by possessing sufficient power oneself can one truly stand firm in this dangerous world.
"There’s still a long way to go..."
The two figures vanished into the chaotic teleportation gate, leaving behind nothing but a ravaged arena and the continuously fernting "gift."
......
About ten kiloters away from the arena, in a space crack, three escaping Apostles were anxiously waiting for the battle results.
Inside Delir’s cathedral body, the bell maintained a hurried tempo, indicating his inner unease.
The souls imprisoned within him also incessantly whispered, conveying various terrifying ons and speculations.
"Lord Maggs should be able to win, right?"
A soul of a forr cardinal trembled and said:
"After all, he holds the first throne among the Supre Apostles, even if it’s just a stand-in, his power far exceeds ordinary apostles..."
"You’re too naïve."
Another ancient papal soul sneered:
"Such innate chaos, once gaining stable intelligence, becos the most fearso existence, even our master must be cautious in dealing with it."
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