In front of him, this Seventh Level of Truth paused silently for a mont, "The universe is vast; perhaps there are mysterious civilizations from beyond our domain, who have co to this land, likely wielding unconventional rules? Not wind, fire, lightning, but so form of higher cosmic rule."
Seventh-level civilizations in the universe, although not many, are definitely not scarce.
They consider themselves powerful by having devoured several seventh-level civilizations, acting as a nomadic seventh-level civilization, constantly wandering on the outer mbrane of the universe.
But there is always a higher peak.
"Our 173rd military district must report the anomalies occurring in our sector spanning seventy million light-years, and I have already deduced from on-site traces that the enemy is not soone we can easily defeat, so we plan to seek reinforcents."
"The opponent’s combat strength is that of a re frontline minor leader, pathetically weak, easily dispatched by us, yet the underlying power is quite eerie."
A suppressive atmosphere spread throughout everyone’s hearts.
In the eyes of these people, it is the rule attributes and the degree of mastery that determine their terrifying aspect.
A weakling, if mastering a legendary-level rule, could, even given a few years, grow to defeat them—it’s no joke.
The universe is worthy of reverence, yet it is the most unfair.
And it is this unfairness that is reality.
The Legion Deputy Commander said:
"If there’s so terrifying power behind the opponent, it’s worthy of our awe and great investnt of effort."
"If the opponent is but a single being, with its race being an extraordinary anomaly, then we must ally with the opponent, for its race could bring our civilization to ultimate ascent."
The crowd nodded.
The Splitting Progeny race is unprecedented in the universe.
However, when they lose a progeny, it demands an enormous price and a long ti to cultivate them back to the sa realm... yet the opponent’s progeny can perfect the defect through slaughter.
This made them feel fear.
If they can control this race, combined with the power of rules, it could be imagined as an unprecedented weapon of war.
The Vice Legion Commander remained composed, "Does anyone object?"
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
The assembled elites reached an agreent one after another.
Every one of them possessed the strength to easily annihilate the enemy, yet this is how ticulously they prepared, showing their serious regard for this Lucifer.
In an imnse city-world.
The earth was stained crimson, scarlet winds swept across the land, turning it into a hell of skeletons.
The Deputy Commander arrived on this land; although accustod to bloody scenes, his expression remained blank for several seconds, as millions of lives had turned into skeletal remains on the ground.
A fiery-horned demon flapped its twelve black wings, looking up at the mighty figures in the sky,
"Welco to the world of death."
He spread his arms wide, his entire being resembling an enormous Soul Space, with countless personas splitting from his soul, surprisingly encompassing those fallen souls.
A group of elites gazed down at this tall, gentle man.
"Who are you?" asked the Legion Deputy Commander directly.
"Welco to The Fallen Paradise."
A gentle smile curled at the corners of his lips, embodying a strong charisma, "They call the greatest criminal, the Fallen Morning Star, but only I and my followers understand my ideal."
"God denies , but this is a world of happiness; death returns to my embrace, becoming a part of , which is the greatest happiness."
"Once, I destroyed God’s Seventh Eden."
"I transford into a serpent and tricked Eve into eating the forbidden fruit."
"Once, I led a third of the Celestial Gods in rebellion, and I misled mortals and deities into igniting the Chaos War, causing heaven to collapse and earth to rend."
"Once, I evaded God’s pursuit by abandoning my divinity and returning to reincarnation."
He was entirely unaware of his identity, rely acting according to the endowed persona and mory, born of Liu Luo’s aptitudes and murderous emotions, with a complete self-personality.
"Fight on, my fallen army, my Fallen Paradise."
Countless soul entities surged from behind him, like willow catkins, forming a massive army of death.
The surrounding elites widened their eyes, unleashing furious gazes.
What kind of monstrous abomination is this, who seeks to establish such a perfect kingdom with this thod... Paradise Lost?
No wonder hunted by that unknown God, such a savage fiend.
"But, do we kill them? These countless beings aren’t dead yet, but their souls have already...." Gazing at the overwhelming sea of lost souls, a mighty figure fell silent for a mont.
"Kill them." The Legion Deputy Commander maintained a collected deanor, "He knows he can’t beat us, so he uses these overwhelming lost souls to create a fog, making his escape easier."
"So troubleso."
"We can’t let him continue to grow."
"He is assassinating other fire-rule beings everywhere, continuously consolidating higher rules, and if allowed to continue growing, combined with his racial talents, it would be quite troubleso."
Countless elites voiced.
The Legion Deputy Commander extended his hand, and a massive beam of light rained down.
The entire world rapidly cleared, the raging winds howled, and the souls across the entire land quickly perished.
Lucifer had already walked far away, but seed to be mysteriously constrained, montarily stiffened in place.
The disparity was too imnse.
It was like an ant running into a giant dragon.
"Seal him," the Legion Commander spoke calmly, glancing at the entities by his side mastering freezing rules, "Capture him and then discuss later, preventing him from self-destructing."
A ray of light fell, and Lucifer was instantly sealed.
"Outsider, tell us again of your intentions; you no longer have a choice," the Legion Commander said coolly.
Lucifer’s eyes were filled with red slaughter, yet carried a strange serene temperant, as if mingling light with darkness, suddenly chuckling, saying, "Alas, Lucifer, yet to grow, and already caught by you."
"Outsider? Aren’t you the outsiders?" An ancient voice echoed, "This land of beings, you established upon the ruins of our civilization, our holand."
The surrounding elites frowned.
Ruins?
We are the outsiders?
"Sealing is futile; I co from the Abyss; one Lucifer sealed only reveals another; I dwell in the psyche of mortals, in every soul a Fallen Paradise exists."
"Ancient myths are reviving; we are soon awakening from the eon-long slumber to withstand the destined deluge, I am the first, beware of others."
Lucifer’s voice beca entirely sealed, leaving a few final words.
"Beware of His awakening."
"He once disturbed the whole sky, battled the gods; I and the gods revered his might, then plunged into the Abyss, betrayed God to proclaim as king, becoming the Fallen Angel."
"True terror is about to revive in this world; He is returning, ten thousand tis more fearso than I."
"Who is he?" The Legion Commander asked calmly, eyeing the icy box in hand, although not convinced what the other said was truth, but not disregarding to listen.
After all, in his view, Lucifer, yet to grow, already posed enough terror.
"He is the strongest War God."
"He is the Immortal Emperor."
"He wields the giant axe, cleaving the world asunder."
"He once contended for divinity with God, the Emperor beheaded, buried beneath Changyang Mountain, yet harbors ambitions, with nipples for eyes, navel for a mouth, brandishing the axe, never ceasing to dance."
"He is the man who dared to axe God, Xingtian."
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