Tens of thousands of blade marks of slaughter slashed through the air.

The flame rods thrown across the ground were severed mid-air, exploding with deafening "boom" after "boom", creating a spectacular but powerless display, failing to threaten the Blade Butcher.

The King Abaddon, still struggling in Tebiz’s punch strength, raised a hand to protect his head. Though unusually furious, his four narrow flame eyes had no choice but to defensively retreat.

Even so, the mere flaming radiance emitted from King Abaddon’s body began to unravel the marks of slaughter from the Blade Butcher.

Amidst the endless dissipation of these blade marks of slaughter, they inched closer to the terrifying true form of the Purgatory Giant King. With an earth-shattering roar, King Abaddon retracted his defending hand, appearing injured.

Yet it was nothing more than a trivial injury that would heal instantly, igniting a fury of vengeance within King Abaddon against this Calamity Evil God.

"Roar!"

The Level 4 Purgatory Giant King dove from high above, drawing power from the high-altitude Purgatory Furnace, its imposing presence caused the weakened Blade Butcher to grunt.

"Troublesome fellow..."

Rumble!

The next moment, the Blade Butcher was smashed into the sea of lava by the descending Purgatory Giant. Molten rock sprayed everywhere as King Abaddon attempted to intervene, yet he couldn’t escape the encompassing force of the Six Layer Holy Battle Fist. The oppressive flames nearly tore the very space apart.

Falling into the sea of magma, the Blade Butcher became a target for the Purgatory Giants’ assault. With loud battle explosions, it was like a swarm of monstrosities clashed together.

Among the four Calamity Evil Gods under the Shadow Dragon King, the Sword of Shadows roamed alone mysteriously. The Shadow Ancient Dragon and Rift Beasts were inseparable, while the Black Soul partnered with the Blade Butcher.

Noticing the crisis of the Blade Butcher in the sea of magma, the Black Soul, initially aiming a powerful black energy ball at King Abaddon, diverted some of its attack into the sea of magma, where thirteen long crystalized tails, beautiful as crystal glaze, attacked King Abaddon’s exposed head. Each strike rang with metallic silence, as the flames from King Abaddon’s head scorched and swiftly melted the tails of the gigantic monster.

"Black Soul, don’t bother with him, attack this Purgatory King with all you’ve got!"

Seeing that the Black Soul had not fully attacked the Purgatory King Abaddon, the thirteen-tailed monster roared.

"The affairs of the Calamity Camp are none of your business!"

The Black Soul roared, and another portion of the black energy ball was chewed before forming a twisted river-like black wave, smashing towards King Abaddon’s head.

Amkes Sun God, as a pure Element of Light, became powerful due to an accidental emergence of a flame essence. After the demise of the Mother Realm, it was forced to become a wandering Evil God, eventually settling in the Evil God Playground.

This golden scepter was once the symbol of the sovereignty of the Sovereign of the Light of Hope. Since the fall of the Dominator, the Mother Realm declined rapidly; the once-prosperous great world collapsed within a few eons due to endless plunder.

Yet now, Amkes attacked the invading powerful fire elemental creatures of the Evil God Playground, nearly channeling the power protecting the Mother Realm to awaken potential.

A dazzling grand light, bright and resplendent, engulfed everything.

"Crush them!"

Under an unidentifiable Evil God’s command, the next moment, the Evil God led the massive Pegasus Legion in a surging charge, wielding crude weapons, attempting to engulf all Purgatory Giants.

In the sky, only two Evil Gods remained unmoved: Green and the Life-taking Yaksha. Even the Sword of Shadows had already disappeared.

"What, is the Thunder Bone Emperor afraid?"

The Life-taking Yaksha looked at Green, the eerie blade dancing in its palm, and asked.

Green, holding the Dead Bone Frost Magic Staff, chuckled coldly with arms crossed of bone spikes.

"Having accustomed to wandering outside, truth be told, I am not quite used to confining myself in this small world. Losing freedom, even if granted greater power by the Evil God Playground, it’s pointless. As of now, I don’t belong to this world, nor am I obligated to contend with such mighty fire elemental creatures for this world."

Hearing Green’s declaration, the Life-taking Yaksha chuckled slyly.

"The Yaksha tribe values the protection of the soul’s origin most. The power of these beings has increased so rapidly due to the pollution of their origins. I wonder about the sudden emergence of the world passage in this world... Oh well, can’t stay in this world any longer, I must continue wandering, hoping to leave this group of worlds. Does the Thunder Bone Emperor plan to join me?"

The Life-taking Yaksha invited Green, suggesting a partnership for wandering.

At this moment, Green gazed at the sky. Speaking of this world passage, unlike these Exotic Creatures, Green was exceedingly familiar with the spatial rule within it. Wasn’t this precisely the Lever of Destiny rule!?

And the Lever of Destiny rule appeared outside the Wizard’s Will, within the Skynet System. Only the One Ring True Spirit Sorcerer in the Wizard World had the privilege to directly wield the Destiny Lever Wand.

Could it be that the Seven Rings True Spirit Sorcerer specifically entrusted the One Ring True Spirit Sorcerer to activate the Lever of Destiny to scheme against King Abaddon this time!?

Green pondered the intentions of the Seven Rings True Spirit Sorcerer.

Revenge might be part of it, but the true motive was likely the Soul Enslavement of the Titan’s Ring of Loss!

From this perspective, although the Purgatory Furnace is strong, King Abaddon, holding the Purgatory Furnace among lower beings, is almost an unstoppable half-step Sovereign. Even if the Purgatory Furnace rivals the foundations of the strongest Holy Towers in the Wizard World, it’s still a lower tier compared to the Lever of Destiny, Titan’s Ring of Loss, Book of Destiny, or the Eternal Sky City, those cornerstones of civilization inheritance.

Civilizational foundations, upon use, turn King Abaddon, regardless of his strength, into a mere pawn in the hands of the Dominators, seemingly powerful yet nothing more than a cricket in a box.

These are the supreme sanctifications capable of altering the destiny of civilizational inheritance, not comparable to the gains or losses of a few worlds.

"No, I’ll watch a bit longer."

After Green refused, a faint sense of endless Purgatory Giants gathering from afar, including high-level World Masters, their numbers matching if not exceeding the Evil Gods of this world.

The Life-taking Yaksha ceased speaking and soared into the sky.

"My King!"

"My King..."

Scattered throughout the world, Purgatory Giants recklessly converged, charging towards the countless Pegasus Legion encircling King Abaddon.

"Hiss... This fellow is absurdly powerful, no wonder it caught the attention of the Seven-Ring Holy Tower. If only that Titan’s Ring of Loss could control this figure..."

Rumble!

"No..."

As the furnace sun returned to King Abaddon’s hand, dark-golden lava poured on its damaged true body, mending it effortlessly into a shimmering golden sculpture with unbelievable speed!

Amidst wild, savage laughter, a swing of the furnace incinerated the escaping Cyclops Troll King with residual furnace flames, obliterating all seven energy sources within it. Tens of thousands of the Pegasus Legion were reduced to ashes amid flames erupting from all directions.

After a wild swing, the Purgatory Furnace returned to King Abaddon’s shoulder, incinerating the surrounding sky and earth. Even an Evil God was casually scorched, with King Abaddon’s "ha ha ha ha" of low, excited laughter echoing.

All present Evil Gods shuddered in fear.