Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1128

Chapter 1128: Chapter 456 Destruction of the Abyss, The Invincible Jack Clark Chapter 1128: Chapter 456 Destruction of the Abyss, The Invincible Jack Clark Jack Clark reached the edge of the crack and looked toward the middle-aged man who wore glasses, whose aura was only at the Sixth-layer Heaven level, “Has it been stabilized?”

The middle-aged man, whose cultivation was not high but who was responsible for reinforcing the Spatial Channel, respectfully replied, “For now, we have completed the first phase of solidification; it can steadily support the entry and exit of Mythical-level beings.”

Jack Clark nodded, “That will suffice. Let’s pause the second phase for now.”

“Yes, my lord.”

This plan to solidify the World Rift into a stable pathway is very resource-intensive and laborious, so what comes next is to see if the other side holds any developmental value.

If there’s no value in development, after subduing and relocating the Violent Dragon Alien Tribe, Jack Clark will take action to destroy the crack.

While saying this, Jack Clark turned his head to look at the pitch-black rift that resembled an abyss a few hundred meters away, then his brow twinged slightly, causing him to pause.

In that mysterious connection, the Void-Striking Heart’s Eye sensed a trace of danger coming from the crack, or rather, from beyond the crack.

Although the fleeting feeling of danger was faint, Jack Clark’s eyes narrowed in an instant.

Was it because the Violent Dragon War God was stronger than he had anticipated, to the extent that even he would have to engage in a tough battle, or had something unexpected occurred on the other side?

As Jack Clark hazily felt that something was amiss, on the other side of the crack and more than 700 kilometers away from the Kavadola Tribe Oasis, the battle had already ended.

The largest oasis in the desert had vanished, and where the Ancient Desert City once stood had turned into a crater over ten kilometers in diameter, the surrounding sand crystallized, the impact irradiated for over a hundred kilometers.

Alec stood a kilometer tall above the crater, treading on the Void, surrounded by a rolling Dark Red Glow that spiraled around him, like a World-Destroying Demon King.

However, this Demon King, with three heads and eight arms, was in some disarray at the moment; half of his True Body was shattered, four arms lost, and his expression extremely ugly.

This Violent Dragon War God was fierce and unyielding. Having his True Body blasted apart repeatedly by Alec of both the present and future, until only 30% of his Origin remained and he was about to be suppressed, he chose to self-destruct.

The self-destruction of a mid-period Titan burning his True Body, Divine Soul, and Laws’ Origin was terrifyingly powerful, nearly destroying the Abyssal Demon Domain formed by the Abyssal Descent.

As a result of the explosion, Alec’s future body was ripped apart, and half of his current True Body shattered, losing 10% of his Origin — a heavy loss indeed.

Beyond that, the other two Violent Dragon Kings, spurred by Jerold’s explosion, were also invigorated and chose to self-destruct.

After the successive blasts, two Abyssal War Demons were left with their True Bodies severely damaged; millions of Abyss creatures that had been accumulated over the years were decimated by over a million.

For Alec, the Son of the Demon God and an Imperial Highness who had enjoyed a smooth sailing cultivation journey up to this point, this was the first time he had suffered such a catastrophic loss.

Looking down at the crater where not even bones remained, Alec held a Golden War Order in his hand, his expression cold, “From today onward, the Violent Dragon civilization ceases to exist.”

Boom! The aura of Alec, who had exterminated a civilization, burst forth, shooting into the sky, engulfing a two hundred-kilometer area into a Dark Red Abyssal Demon Domain.

An instant later, screams of agony rose in the distance.

They belonged to the elite soldiers of The Three Great Tribes; at this moment, their War Pattern formations were already broken by over a million Abyss creatures. Now, as the Abyss Demonic Aura surged backward, they trembled continuously, black patterns beginning to surface on their bodies.

Boom!

Within the center of the Demon Domain, the Earth crumbled, and a black Demon King Pillar, a hundred meters thick and three kilometers high, surged from the Dark Red Radiance into the sky, wrapped in demon patterns that looked like black Demon Dragons.

Alec sat on the Demon King Pillar, below which a sea of over two million Violent Dragon Alien Tribe creatures turned monsters gathered, issuing unintelligible hisses in a terrifying scene.

Hum!

The demon patterns on the Demon King Pillar vibrated, emitting Dark Red Radiance that enveloped those Abyss creatures, streaks of pure red and black light rose from the bodies of those monsters.

This sacrifice of flesh and soul, transformed into the Power of the Abyss, gathered like an ocean, surging around the Demon King Pillar and causing Alec’s aura to skyrocket instantly.

The bloodline strength, magical power, and laws’ origin that he had lost were recovering at a remarkable speed.

Demonizing all life and sacrificing for the Abyss was a talent of the Demon God Bloodline, which is also why The Purgatory Family was so powerful.

With countless lives and the land tainted and demonized, The Purgatory Family had numerous high-order demonic generals, demon kings, and Great Demon Kings, including more than twenty Supreme Demon God-level beings.

This was why the Sky-based God King once said that The Purgatory Family would one day be devoured by their own actions.

As they continually plundered Heaven and Earth, demonized everything, and sacrificed billions of lives for their own growth, one day, the ‘awakening’ mythical world would react.

… … …

“Did Jim and the others come by last night?”

At the temporary dining hall set up on the hillside, Jack Clark, who had just sat down after checking on the situation with the crack, was informed of this unexpected news by Mathilda Ward opposite him.

Mathilda Ward, with her silver hair like snow, nodded slightly, a hint of a smile in her eyes, “Yes, your brother and a student named Justin Welan took an airplane over yesterday and took many photos with that Violent Dragon King.”

“They seemed worried that you’d reprimand them, so without waiting for me to invite them for a late-night meal, they flew back last night.”

“Those two guys,” Jack Clark shook his head and chuckled.

Following that, Jack Clark and Mathilda Ward chatted over breakfast about the handling of those different races.

At this moment, Valentine Leach’s adjutant hurried over, gave a slight bow to Jack Clark, and respectfully said, “My lord, a group of journalists from the Federation’s Propaganda Department wishes to meet with you.”

“Journalists from the Propaganda Department, what do they want with me?” Jack Clark was somewhat puzzled.