Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Gathered All SSS Classes! Chapter 230 -230-Demon King Council, the Demon Progenitor Av

Gurok took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart before asking, "May I ask why the Demon Progenitor has not helped ?"

The Demon Progenitor’s statue gave Gurok a light glance, then continued with a smile, "Gurok, it is not that I know nothing about your condition. When you used that gecko scroll earlier, I already sensed it. Unfortunately, the strength of that scroll was actually erased by force, ensuring that even I ultimately failed to receive you back into the Abyss. That is also why I suspect that John may be connected to the mysterious existence."

Having said this, the Demon Progenitor did not continue.

After hearing those words, Gurok’s eyes suddenly lit up. He understood the hidden aning behind the Demon Progenitor’s words.

Judging from what the Demon Progenitor had said, it seed that his strength still had a chance of being restored, though it was impossible to return to his previous state.

But that no longer mattered.

Gurok only knew that right now, he was no different from a cripple.

As long as he could recover, even if he could not return to his forr peak condition, it would be enough. Most importantly, he had to quickly resolve the debt in his wallet. Otherwise, he would likely be unable to move an inch in the Abyss from now on.

As long as that problem could be solved, along with obtaining a barely passable talent, even if he were torn into pieces, he would accept it.

With that thought in mind, Gurok imdiately asked, "May I know what price the Demon Progenitor needs to pay before you are willing to help ?"

At this mont, the Demon Progenitor said calmly, "Very simple. I need you to replace Zar’s position and send a ssage to the mysterious force behind him."

Hearing this, Gurok was instantly stunned.

He said in disbelief, "Could it be that Zar belonged to another force?"

In his understanding, Zar had always been a mber of the demon race. Even if Zar had an identity connected to the demon race of other universes, he was still only a demon race mber. There should have been no possibility of any other faction backing him.

But after hearing the Demon Progenitor say this, Gurok imdiately felt that sothing was wrong.

As expected, the Demon Progenitor’s next words made him feel as though he had fallen into an icy cellar.

The Demon Progenitor slowly spoke, his voice carrying a deep sense of dread.

"Zar does not purely belong to the Abyss demon race. He is affiliated with a supre demon race organization that spans countless universes: the Demon King Council."

"This council stands above the Demon Progenitors of all planes. Even I do not dare provoke it lightly."

Gurok’s heart shook violently, and he was horrified.

"The Demon King Council? There is actually a demon race organization capable of suppressing all Demon Progenitors?"

"The mbers of the Demon King Council are violent and extre by nature. The slightest offense can bring fatal disaster."

The Demon Progenitor’s tone grew solemn.

"Across countless universes, many Demon Progenitors were captured alive simply because they unintentionally angered mbers of the council. They were reduced to food for the council master, their souls utterly destroyed, never to be reincarnated."

Gurok’s entire body turned cold, and his heart struggled violently.

"This is basically a suicide mission! Coming into contact with such a terrifying organization ans that one careless mistake will definitely get killed!"

But when he thought of his emptied talent, his enormous debt, and his current crippled state, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I already have nothing left. Things cannot get any worse than this! As long as I can recover my strength and repay my debt, even taking this desperate risk is worth it!"

After thinking for a mont, he raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Lord Demon Progenitor, I am willing to deliver the ssage!"

A sinister glint flashed through his eyes as he secretly plotted in his heart.

"I must exaggerate everything and spread the word that John wantonly crushed and humiliated Zar, a mber of the Demon King Council. I will completely enrage this terrifying organization and borrow their hand to eliminate John!"

Upon hearing this, approval flashed through the Demon Progenitor’s eyes.

"Very good. I quite like your cleverness."

After a brief pause, the Demon Progenitor continued, "This matter is extrely simple. Once you successfully deliver the ssage, I shall transfer the complete talent of one of my demon race disciples under my command to you, helping you completely escape your crippled state and resolve the crisis of your wealth seal."

"Truly?"

Gurok was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt to kowtow.

"Thank you, Lord Demon Progenitor! I will do everything in my power to complete the mission!"

He respectfully accepted the cross-realm communication scroll handed over by the Demon Progenitor. His palm touched the icy patterns on the scroll, but his heart was filled with deep wariness.

"The Demon Progenitor is truly too terrifying and unpredictable. He clearly knows how dangerous the Demon King Council is, yet he still wants , a cripple with nothing left, to make contact with them. And throughout the entire process, I even have to pretend to be deeply grateful. This Demon Progenitor’s sches are far more harmful than that Devourer’s Council!"

Just as Gurok was preparing to leave, the Demon Progenitor suddenly spoke and stopped him.

"Tell honestly. Does that John possess the qualifications to contend with ?"

Gurok hurriedly lowered his head and pondered. Then he answered with certainty,

"My lord, he is absolutely no match for you! Although John was able to instantly kill Zar, your supre demonic power can easily do the sa. The difference between the two of you is like heaven and earth!"

Buzz!

The mont his words fell, the entire Demon Progenitor statue suddenly trembled, and stone fragnts fell from it in a rustling cascade.

The originally lifeless statue slowly opened its eyes. It actually transford into a vivid and real pitch-black Avatar!

Gurok was instantly terrified. Cold sweat poured from his entire body, and he imdiately knelt heavily on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The Demon Progenitor Avatar’s gaze was indifferent as he said softly, "In that case, I shall personally descend into the world with my Avatar and et this John myself."

"Respectfully sending off Lord Demon Progenitor! May you achieve victory at once!"

Gurok respectfully kowtowed and saw him off.

Only after the pitch-black Avatar completely dissipated did Gurok slowly rise to his feet. An uncontrollable, savage smile appeared on his face.

"The Demon Progenitor is personally taking action! John, you’re dead for sure!"

His heart was filled with delight.

"The Demon Progenitor kills without rcy and never leaves survivors. This ti, your end will definitely be miserable. You are absolutely dood!"

All the humiliation and hatred that had been piling up inside him were completely released. His eyes were filled with the certainty of finally getting revenge.

"John, I told you long ago. Everything you inflicted on today, you will definitely repay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

...

anwhile, on the other side, John was watching the human players carry out the final cleanup of the demon tide. At this mont, after losing the protection of the war spirits and the two powerful beings, the demon tide was already completely no match for the human race.

Just as John watched the remaining demon race mbers still stubbornly resisting and felt his hands itching, preparing to personally make a move, a series of notifications rang beside his ears.

[Holy Grail Space Notification: The Avatar you left on the third floor has killed a Lv.350 challenger. Divine Class Points 500, gold coin 50,000,000, Fa 10,000,000!]

[Your ranking on the Holy Grail leaderboard has advanced by one place!]

[You have plundered the SSS-grade equipnt Demonic Armor!]

[You have plundered the SSS-grade talent Devour Origin!]

...

Hearing the notifications, John raised his brows slightly.

"Did I just harvest another batch of leeks?"

The corners of John’s mouth lifted slightly. Based on the characteristics of his talent, even targets killed by his Avatar could have all their possessions plundered.

This ant that as long as the Avatar in the Holy Grail Space continued winning, he could endlessly harvest everything from all challengers.

This was basically winning while lying down. A completely risk-free, guaranteed-profit business.

Just as he was preparing to check the talent he had just obtained, an extrely intense evil aura suddenly surged out from within the abyss passage.

"Hmm?"

John raised his head and looked over. He saw a figure covered in black mist stepping out.