The newly-ford Hellfire emitted surging flas, and with them, an abnormal Black Light. This Black Light stimulated the emotions of evil spirits and ntal Aberration creatures in its range, making them even more rampant or insane.
Humans were also influenced by this Black Light, exuding emotions that were no longer just fear...
Zheng Yichen’s eyes were shrouded by the dense Black Light, and the mutated Asura Battle Intent took effect along with the spreading darkness.
In the distance, Bazel’s eyes twitched slightly as he felt apprehension—not only was his existing fear intensified, but an additional dread stemd from the God Descender behind him.
"My lord... is he planning to beco a Godslayer?"
"Are you blind? That’s exactly what he’s doing!"
For a mont, Bazel was at a loss for words: "People who wield power from the Evil Path sure have an unconventional way of doing righteous deeds..."
He didn’t finish his sentence; the acts Zheng Yichen was performing now, though beneficial to the world and Dusk, were not aligned with the Righteous Path. The Evil Path, when it disregarded all limits, was abysmally unrestrained. Just look at the Hellfire Zheng Yichen was spreading to see for yourself.
The Stone People, radiating with Hellfire, beca walking disasters; evil spirits and ntal Aberration creatures charging towards them were burnt to smoke before they could even touch these Stone People.
The released Black Light made humans more violent, with Battle Suit Rampage filled with negative emotions, ensuring they were not overwheld by fear alone. This ant that the Black Light had transford the petrified inhabitants of the city from sacrificial lambs into battle wolves.
Having fallen into Battle Suit Rampage, driven by negative, dark intent, even a child, upon seeing an evil spirit, was no longer filled with fear but instead thought of counterattacking...
While this still made it hard for the afflicted citizens to avoid death, resisting actively gave them a better chance of survival, especially as the city wasn’t lacking in exorcists with sufficient strength. The negative dark Battle Suit Rampage made them appear sowhat insane, but it also prioritized their actions.
Battle Suit Rampage didn’t make people completely lose their minds, nor did it turn them berserk. It was just a form of intensified rage, and they were still capable of a certain degree of rational thought.
"Hahaha—" Zheng Yichen laughed wildly, raising the giant saber in his hands high as the materialized Black Light beca even more solid. The vast demonic thoughts from the entire city converged towards him.
In the sky, the eleven red twins trembled slightly at the profound shock of witnessing one of their kind being killed by a single strike from Zheng Yichen.
The City of Evil Spirits had only twelve high-rank evil spirits; their plan was to beco the 12 God Subordinates under the Great Evil God after its resurrection, ambitious to share its power, hence the number always remained the sa. Evil spirits could be replaced; the count would not increase.
Each one of them was a top existence in this world, never conceiving the possibility of being slain by a single slash. Yet, the very thing unfolded before their eyes and after Zheng Yichen unleashed the ravaging Hellfire in the city, his aura beca even more dark and sinister than theirs.
Such darkness could directly confront the reviving Great Evil God.
Zheng Yichen’s laughter sounded mad to the Evil Spirits, resembling the distorted cries that humans would hear from Evil Spirits, instilling fear in so of them.
Not only that, but under the gaze of so Evil Spirits, Zheng Yichen, with an empty hand, grasped the ashes silhouette from the shadowy figure and squeezed out massive amounts of the Flas of Rage from its mouth and eyes, pressing them onto his body.
He burst into flas...
"Crap!" Having witnessed this scene, Bazel was left speechless. Those who follow the Evil Path really are crazy. Zheng Yichen’s way of buffing himself was painful even for onlookers to watch, especially the Flas of Rage extracted from the ashes silhouette.
Bazel had felt such flas before—they caused one’s anger to explode. The stronger the anger, the fiercer the flas, and the higher the destructive power. Zheng Yichen had stuffed those flas into his body to augnt his strength.
And there was the Black Light in his hands; materialized Black Light was exactly like that of ’Yue Heng’ from the Great World...
How much power does this Blood Extractor have? Judging by the way he used it, it didn’t seem like stolen power at all—rather, it looked like the student had surpassed the master. As far as Bazel knew, ’Yue Heng’ from the Great World had a special aversion to filth and would never create such materialized Black Light.
Even more outrageous, he also saw intense spatial distortion around Zheng Yichen.
"If the Great Evil God is killed, you all should retreat," the God Descender behind Bazel said before falling silent again, continuing to stay in an Observer state.
Given the situation in this city, there was no need for them to perform a Descent of God. Tens of millions of people in the city could supply Zheng Yichen with an unending stream of demonic thoughts. If the Great Evil God were really dealt with, there would still be the God of Rebellion, called by the Evil Spirits.
Even if they descended, it wouldn’t help. After this incident, Zheng Yichen’s level of threat in the Great World would have to be raised again—most importantly because he was growing too fast.
Even the power to materialize the light of Yue Heng was at Zheng Yichen’s disposal, and that’s not even all the power he demonstrated.
As for the path of the Evil Path, it’s fraught with endless troubles and prone to incident? That depends on the level of the Evil Path. Indeed, in isolated worlds, the Evil Path signifies instability. But with experiences from many worlds and if one has enough talent, following the Evil Path doesn’t an being influenced by it. Such a person can control the power of the Evil Path.
"Yes, but even if we leave, we might as well deplete that thing," Bazel said, looking at the sky and breathing a sigh of relief. With the promise from the God Descender behind him, their retreat would no longer have any concerns.
There was no other choice. The Great World had specifically marked certain Proxy Agents; those particular agents, upon being encountered, could simply report and attempt engagent, and if the situation was unsolvable, they could retreat imdiately.
There would be no substantial penalty, and moreover, this ti the Proxy Agents had arrived in this world before the apocalypse—that wasn’t a good sign. Their premature arrival could imply that Dusk was becoming more active, sothing for the bigwigs of the Great World to consider.
Bazel couldn’t help feeling regretful; it felt terrible to have wasted nearly a decade of effort. Thankfully, there were the fixed benefits for employees from the Great World—they didn’t have to worry about lifespan issues. The Great World had a public ’Spring of Life,’ similar to a bathhouse.
Their lifespan consud here could be restored with a bath upon their return. There was one free bath opportunity per mission cycle, and if it was a longer duration, they would get so extra free tickets...
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