"Jiu Bao, Fire God Dojo."
Chen Mo instructed Xiao Jiu to unleash the dojo, ready to completely end this projection of the Plague Evil God.
Fwoosh~
The scarlet Fire God Fla erupted from the center around Xiao Jiu, sweeping outwards in all directions.
Due to the proximity to the Fla King Court, Xiao Jiu controlled the range of the Fire God Dojo this ti.
But within the dojo’s range, it was an absolute forbidden zone!
Feeling the world-ending flas rushing towards itself, the awareness within the scattered rotten flesh of the Plague Evil God’s projection realized it might truly die here.
Inexplicably dying at the hands of an entity it neither knew from where it ca nor who it was.
In the final monts of its life, all mories since its birth flashed quickly in its mind—
It was truly "born" over three thousand years ago.
Its "birth" was due to a mysterious existence that suddenly broke into the Divine Country of the Plague Evil God in an invincible manner.
This existence directly exiled the Plague Evil God’s true form, which was planning to "cultivate" and "infect" more worlds, to the "Void Prison," a space truly void of anything.
Rather than "exiled," it was actually "killed."
A second before being "exiled," the Plague Evil God "activated" all its "backups," naly its projections and avatars.
Thus, "it" and many of "it" lived.
These projections were originally scattered across countless planes in the Divine Country of the Plague Evil God or in the Realm Sea, possessing part of the original’s mory and power.
They had no self-awareness initially.
But at this mont, they all developed self-awareness. Moreover, every projection believed itself to be the true "Plague Evil God" and work tirelessly to restore its original power.
Including "Number 78," which was "it."
Number 78 was a "backup" located in the Divine Country, and when it awoke, the Plague God Country had almost completely collapsed, so it began to wander in the Realm Sea, seeking a relatively weak world to develop itself.
Most Evil Gods could perceive the existence of the Realm Sea, but they didn’t have the ability to freely traverse it.
Most of the ti, they were driven and pushed by the waves of the Realm Sea.
In short, just drifting with the flow.
After drifting in the Realm Sea for thousands of years, Number 78 Plague Evil God projection finally found an almost perfect world, which is now the continent underfoot.
Firstly, this plane’s crystal wall was thin, allowing it to descend with just a bit of cost.
Secondly, the beings in this plane were weak, seemingly due to the low concentration of Spiritual Power, with the strongest not even reaching totem-level.
Thus, it invaded this plane and was only a hair’s breadth away from completely converting it into its "territory!"
It had even been fantasizing about a bright future these days.
Using this plane as a base, slowly developing, accumulating strength, then gradually infecting other planes and worlds, and then killing and devouring the avatars of other Plague Evil Gods to restore past glory, or even becoming stronger!
But now, all these fantasies were completely shattered!
This Six-tailed White Fox that appeared out of nowhere, like the mysterious existence that invaded the Plague God Country a thousand years ago, directly put it into a desperate situation!
Sudden, yet overwhelmingly powerful!
Leaving it no chance to resist!
"Please... spare ... I will serve you as my master... I will offer everything I have."
Number 78 Plague Evil God pleaded with its last bit of consciousness to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo did not reply.
Xiao Jiu’s increasingly intense flas were the best answer.
A dead Evil God is the best Evil God.
Having killed so many beings and nearly destroyed a world, how could such an existence be forgiven?
Not to ntion other uncontrollable risks.
After a long ti, the flas slowly died down.
The battle was over.
Seeing this, Chen Mo felt slightly emotional.
Unknowingly, he already possessed the strength to kill a totem-level Evil God.
A year ago, the Evil God before him would have been an unattainable existence, yet now it was so easily slain by his Spiritual Beast.
Even though the Plague Evil God in front of him was indeed among the weakest of Evil Gods, with incomplete mastery of the Plague Law.
But the weakest totem is still a totem.
Chen Mo sensed the entry manual and discovered that the [Glass Cannon] (Golden) entry challenge had been completed.
Just this harvest alone made this "salvation journey" worthwhile.
Soon, under Xiao Jiu’s control, the Fire God Fla slowly extinguished.
The "mountain of flesh" that covered the sky not long ago now stood as dark red embers, with an ink-green "heart" appearing in the central position.
This "heart" still beat, continually emitting the aura of plague distortion.
Even Xiao Jiu’s five-in-one Fire God Fla couldn’t incinerate it to ashes imdiately.
That was the source of all power of the Plague Evil God, the condensation of the Plague Law!
At this mont, those Evil God Relics in Chen Mo’s Space Ring once again emitted strange noises in unison.
[The Fallen God is very interested in the Plague Law before you]
[Sacrifice it, and you will gain 50,000 Fallen Value and receive the identity of a Fallen Walker...]
[The Deception God is very interested in the Plague Law before you]
[Sacrifice it, and you will gain 10,000 Deception Points...]
...
"Shut up, be quiet!"
Chen Mo calmly said.
With his rebuke, those Evil God Relics no longer murmured incoherently, just staying pitifully in the air, craving Chen Mo’s feeding.
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