Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1653

Chapter 1653: Chapter 614 Destruction Emperor Dragon Descends, Blasting Everything_2 Chapter 1653: Chapter 614 Destruction Emperor Dragon Descends, Blasting Everything_2 Within the heightened and more acutely perceptive senses of Jack Clark, the weak Rule Power that permeated the demon gas encroaching upon the forbidden area’s battlefield, spanning a million kilometers, was being siphoned away.

The Terrifying Aura that Tolstoy and the others perceived was merely an illusion manifested by those Rule Powers.

All the Rule Powers that were drawn away surged ten million kilometers towards the Purgatory Demon Race’s rear, tens of millions of kilometers away, where an Aura that shook Space-Time was reviving.

But the revival’s speed was somewhat slow, not as instantaneous as they had imagined.

Jack Clark’s words caused everyone to pause, their eyes revealing astonishment as Wind Heavenly King subconsciously said, “Divine Martial Sir, is it true that in half a Star Moment, the Giant Beast will arrive?”

Jack Clark slowly nodded, “In matters like these, I naturally wouldn’t joke.”

“If the mighty army of the Thunderflame Beheamoth arrives first, we will strike them from both front and rear, joining forces to leave no Purgatory Demon Gods or their army behind.”

“If the Purgatory ancestor revives first and the situation turns against us, we will decisively retreat.”

Upon hearing this, Tolstoy and the others took a moment to ponder before slowly nodding, agreeing to the proposal.

Because the state of that Refining Ancestor was indeed somewhat off, whether it was due to hibernation for too long or its legendary wounds not yet fully healed, they did not know.

It had not arrived immediately.

Relative to Jack Clark, who could only vaguely perceive it, Tyris, also of the Purgatory Demon Race and whose realm was half a step into True Spirit, perceived it much more clearly.

“The True Body of the Ancestor is actually there!”

Standing amidst the rolling Dark Demon Air, Tyris looked back toward the depths of the Demon Domain. His gaze traversed over forty million kilometers, looking toward the center of the Dark Demon Realm.

There, Space-Time collapsed, forming a Distorted nexus, much like a Black Hole tens of thousands of kilometers wide.

At this moment, within the Dark Demon Realm that enveloped billions of kilometers, an endless manifestation of Rule Powers materialized like substance and surged into the Black Hole.

A colossal vague figure stood there, surrounded by chaotic Time Powers.

Perceiving this scene, Tyris looked on with an utterly cold gaze, sweeping over the Demon God Priest Constantin, who stood tens of thousands of kilometers away, beneath the altar.

The Purgatory ancestor was extremely cautious. Thousands of years ago, during its Hibernation, not a single being knew the point where its True Body lay, not even Demon Gods like Tyris were trusted.

The chosen point of revival wasn’t the ancestral court of the Purgatory Demon Race but a Space-Time Distortion nexus.

This was a very special secret realm that, should the Purgatory ancestors one day revive, would prevent anyone wishing to interrupt the process from locating it.

Just like now, even if Tyris tore apart Space-Time without any restraint, it was impossible to approach the reviving Purgatory ancestor. He could only watch helplessly as it woke bit by bit.

Beneath the altar, Constantin presided over the flickering dark gold runes, his consciousness roaring and shaking under the peculiar power of the altar, returning once more to that Dark Starry Sky.

At this moment, the entire Dark Void twisted, strands of dark red substantial Rule Powers materialized from thin air, endlessly converging toward the colossal body in the depths of the stars.

As these Origins returned, the Aura of the colossal figure grew increasingly formidable. The intangible Aura it emitted made the entire starry sky quake.

Moreover, it wasn’t just these Origins. Around the colossal figure where Space-Time distorted, a series of vague phantoms exuding powerful Wills also returned.

These phantoms were the Soul Wills scattered into the river of time by the Purgatory ancestor before it hibernated.

Witnessing this scene and feeling the increasingly powerful Aura of the Purgatory ancestor, Constantin’s eyes revealed fanatical reverence, “Ancestor, your humble servant joyfully welcomes your return.”

Boom!

The terrifying Divine Soul Intent shook Space-Time, followed by a vast voice slowly rising.

“Constantin. Why have you initiated the altar and awakened me before my designated return time?”

Each word was measured and slow, somewhat reminiscent of the time-enshrouded Giant Beast Candle Dragon.

Only, the Purgatory ancestor was “slow” because its consciousness hadn’t fully returned, and the underlying faint annoyance made Constantin tremble all over.

Constantin bowed respectfully, “In reply to the ancestor, I forcibly awakened you this time because our clan has faced an unprecedented enemy.”

“A civilization of the Vast World that has just entered less than ten years ago, yet has the capacity to contend head-on with the combined forces of our Eight Great Empires, the Human Race.”

“Especially this generation of that race, has produced a monster with indescribable talent, whose strength in a short time is already comparable to a typical True Spirit Level being.”

“And, just moments ago, Carthius was blown up by that human, eroding away in front of Tyris until he perished.”

Boom! Instantly, the entire Dark Starry Sky went into violent turmoil, the voice laden with terrifying killing intent, vibrating Space-Time, word by word.

“Constantin. What did you just say?”

Under that raging terrifying Will, Constantin trembled, anxiously saying, “Just now, in confusion, Carthius was blown up by that human, and perished by erosion.”

Boom! The starry sky quaked, the tremendous Will filled with horrifying killing intent vibrated, and the crushing pressure of the Void enveloped Constantin.

The vibrating Soul Will made Constantin’s brain numb, feeling as if the whole world was in uproar.

“I, wasn’t, asking, about, that, human! You, just, said, that, the civilization, entering, the Vast World, is called ‘Human Race’?”

Constantin spoke with a trembling voice, “Yes, ancestor, the civilization is called the Human Race.”