Seeing that his spoils were about to be snatched away by others, Mephisto, who had spent countless hours working hard for this victory, naturally refused to give in.
It suddenly let out an extremely furious howl, and then directly mobilized all the power in the broken field to start snatching its spoils from the being on the other side of the crack!
"No!! It's mine!!!"
The King of Hatred stabbed the King of Fear fiercely into the body with his dark and ferocious bone wings, using all his strength to prevent his trophies from falling into the hands of the sudden thief.
But the power of the being on the other side of the gap is obviously very terrifying. Even though Mephisto has tried his best, it still can't take away its spoils from the opponent's hands.
Fortunately, the guy on the other side of the gap seems unable to use his full strength in Chaos Purgatory, and the laws of Purgatory still protect the native creatures here.
With the help of the power of his own domain and the laws of purgatory, Mephisto was evenly matched with the existence on the other side of the rift in terms of strength. Both sides fought with all their strength for a demon corpse that contained the power of two demon kings.
Fighting, their powers fiercely clashed with each other under the cold and depraved evil energy of the Hatred Abyss. The spiritual energy whipped the surrounding space like steel whips, and was about to tear the entire Domain of Hatred apart.
Got it!
This stalemate lasted for several hours, until the Abyss of Hatred could no longer accommodate such a terrifying struggle, and began to essentially fall apart, turning into large stretches of empty and endless void.
Diablo's body of the demon began to be unable to withstand the ferocious battle between the two forces. The dead demon was unable to heal itself, and its body began to be slowly torn apart by the two forces!
Fragmented psychic light streams continued to erupt from Diavolo's body. These light streams sputtered around like sparks, stirring up circles of space ripples containing the power to tear the world apart.
The corpse of the Dread Lord made an overwhelming sound of flesh and blood being separated. Its dark red flesh continuously oozed hot sulfuric blood, and its thick demon bones were covered with cracks as fine as spider webs!
Finally, before the surrounding spiritual energy surge was about to trigger a large-scale plane collapse effect, the King of Fear's attempt was torn into two pieces. The being on the other side of the rift wrapped around the lower half of the corpse and quickly withdrew from the rift.
In the middle, Mephisto grabbed the upper half of the body...
The rift in space quickly closed, and the thief who snatched the loot fled without any delay after achieving part of his goal.
The King of Hatred looked at the half-body corpse in front of him with a furious face, and the psychic field around him was rolling like a boiling oil cauldron.
Just like Diavolo did not expect that he would be destroyed by his ambition, the King of Hatred also did not expect that while he was secretly controlling the fate of other demon kings and gods, there was also a pair of eyes hidden in the dark that was always staring at him.
It was like a bad crow hiding high in the sky, covering its greedy eyes with gloomy clouds, silently watching the scene of the mantis hunting the cicada below, and then at the moment when the oriole was about to peck at the mantis, it brazenly
He showed up and quickly snatched half of the loot from the unprepared oriole!
The anger in Mephisto's heart soared, but he had nowhere to vent it. It had long known that there was a shadow hiding in the dark that had been coveting the power of Chaos Purgatory. It was really because of this shadow in the dark that it forced it to settle down.
The previous plan.
But it never imagined that the as yet unknown and insidious thief had already reached into the abyss of its hatred, and even snatched it from its mouth at the last moment when it was about to complete all its plots.
A vital piece of meat!
This will force it to significantly change its previously planned plan to conquer hell. You must know that the power of half the King of Fear is not enough to give it an overwhelming advantage when facing its other brother Baal.
Especially if Baal learns what it did before and huddles in its own territory to avoid fighting, it will be impossible to forcibly break through the powerful defense of the Destruction Spire with just the power it has at hand.
But fortunately... it has at least grabbed half of the loot. With the power of this half of the King of Fear, it can at least capture the entire Territory of Fear...
Thinking of this, the King of Hatred took a long breath, suppressed the boiling anger in his heart, and began to clean up the mess in his domain.
The expected plan to sit on the throne of the Lord of Purgatory immediately after devouring the King of Fear failed to come true, and now it can still only live in the Domain of Hatred, which has almost fallen into a semi-dead state.
Looking at the large tracts of territory in his own domain that had been turned into void and the Iron Thorn Throne that had long since disappeared, Mephisto's chest was filled with blood, and the anger that had just been suppressed surged into his heart again.
If he were a human being, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood and fall to the sky at this moment.
Even if it used the most vicious curse words in its chest, it could not quell the painful feeling of being aggrieved and useless that that guy brought it.
"One day...I will catch you, and then put you in the molten prison in the deepest part of hell, make you covered with abscesses, make you endure the most horrific torture, and let your soul live forever.
A stepping stone under my throne!"
Mephisto, who was full of anger and had no way to vent, was almost suppressed and suffered internal injuries, but in the end he forcibly calmed down his ferocious and turbulent emotions, and said a harsh word into the depths of the void that he didn't know if he could realize, and then took it with him
The only remaining loot he had fled into the deepest part of the territory, ready to enjoy the "leftovers" that had already been taken in a big bite.
...
While the waves in the Chaos Purgatory were raging and the wind and rain were dark, in the depths of the boundless universe, in a huge temple under the surface of an unknown planet, in the deep purple gas fountain gushing out, a pair of dark and dark eyes appeared.
The eyes of nothingness slowly lit up.
The surrounding purple mist suddenly squirmed, and a huge crack opened in the space. Countless purple translucent tentacles rolled out from the crack, bringing half of the devil's corpse stained with demon blood to their owner.
before.
"Still...not enough?"
A dull and gloomy voice sounded from the purple mist. This voice blended several timbres and tones, as if several people were speaking at the same time. Listening to it immediately gave rise to a chill in the heart.
"This may be better...the attributes of the soul...evil...goodness...there is no perfect specimen, and after all, it cannot be perfectly simulated..."
"Those useless servants...the samples collected are all a pile of rubbish...If I want to reach the point where I can do that...it seems I still need to...do it myself...
..”
"Is the eternal war... about to enter its final moment?"
"Maybe...that would be a pretty good experimental site..."
"But...the insect swarm...the protoss...these serious troubles that hinder my plan..."