Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1160 - 1160 463 The Void of Death Descends

Chapter 1160: Chapter 463: The Void of Death Descends, Slaughtering a Million Heroes (10K)_3 Chapter 1160: Chapter 463: The Void of Death Descends, Slaughtering a Million Heroes (10K)_3 Including the Kazan True Demon grappling with the Mountain Giant, who revealed a look of despair on its face before its body stiffened and it slowly fell.

At this moment, before Jack Clark, everything below the mythic was no different from ants, whether in the Ninth Heavens or at the peak of the Ninth Heavens, it was erased in an instant.

The unwillingness and resentment released by these True Demons and different races upon their deaths caused the blood light in the Doomsday Domain to surge violently, becoming ever more terrifying.

However, Jack Clark did not erase that Mountain Giant; instead, he slowly appeared in front of it because this was a Rampaging Giant that had lost its own consciousness and transformed from a human.

But why would a human appear here in the territory of The Purgatory Family, and furthermore, become an uncontrollable Rampaging Giant?

Roar!

The Giant, whose head was almost fused with its neck and whose muscular arms and shoulders had petrified into bursting rocks, let out a savage roar with its Battle Axe sweeping across the sky, as it faced the blood-colored figure exuding a Terrifying Aura.

Just as the Mountain Giant took a stance to attack, Jack Clark instantly appeared above its head and brought his palm down.

Boom!

Under the influence of Terrifying Power, the heavens and Earth were overturned, the ground shattered, and dirt and rock exploded into a crater several kilometers wide; the 300-meter-tall Mountain Giant lay in the crater with a weakened Aura, its body cracked.

But considering that it was also ‘human,’ Jack Clark did not kill it, and he slowly spoke from above, “Big guy, how did you end up in the territory of The Purgatory Family?”

Roar! The only response Jack Clark received was an unconscious roar.

Seeing this, Jack Clark gave the Rampaging Giant that resembled Punishing Heaven a deep look, then he rode away on Doomsday Hell, heading towards the City of Demon King Moss to the left.

After Jack Clark departed, the Rampaging Giant slowly rose, and grey mist emanated from the cracks on its body, turning to stone and repairing itself.

Roar!

Arriving in front of the desiccated corpse of the Kazan True Demon, the Rampaging Giant grasped its hundred-meter-tall, double-headed, six-armed True Body at the shoulder and opened its mouth wide.

Crackle!! The terrible biting force ripped half the flesh from the Purgatory True Demon, which the Rampaging Giant then started to devour voraciously.

Soon after, the corpse with the Nine Demonic Marks of the Purgatory True Demon was devoured, and the Rampaging Giant moved on to the next, with its body getting increasingly drenched in blood amidst the crackling sounds.

As it consumed more and more of the high-order True Demon flesh and blood, the Rampaging Giant’s Aura grew more and more ferocious, especially when it entered the warehouse under the mountain filled with the blood and Essence Blood of countless Giant Beasts, letting out excited low roars.

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The City of Demon King Moss was located on a plain, covering more than one hundred kilometers, constructed from rough and towering buildings, surrounded by a black wall hundreds of meters high.

In each of the four directions outside the city was a massive military camp, where they trained enormous Demonized Beasts that howled and roared, the demon air filling the sky.

At this time, a Golden Crystal with a diameter of a kilometer floated above the city, radiating a dazzling Radiance that illuminated the city as if it were daylight.

More than one million beings from different races lived within the city, and besides those from the Black Elephant Alien Race under Moss Demon King, there were also beings from other Demon King’s Territories coming in and out to ‘conduct business.’

In the sky, massive Dragon-type Giant Beasts roared, with Purgatory True Demons or powerful alien traders from different races riding on them, ascending and descending, filled with an other-worldly Aura.

Although the Purgatory Family is known for its bloodlust, most of the True Demons and different races still needed to live, and as a result, manufacturing, industry, and commerce were actually quite developed.

Whenever a Purgatory Noble, wearing armor and surrounded by Dark Demon Air, walked on the street, the surrounding different races would quickly make way and bow their heads in respect.

Currently, in the Arena at the city center which occupied ten kilometers, it was bustling with activity, filled with members of The Purgatory Family, and on the main seat were two terrifying figures emanating the Aura of demon kings.

At this moment, the Arena had just concluded a fight, and after a thirty-meter-long Giant Beast devoured the flesh and blood of its opponent and was taken away, a gaunt member of The Purgatory Family stepped onto the High Platform.

“Next is a Human Race caught from the frontline, against a warrior from the Krodo Tribe, the odds are one to ten, ending when all of one side is dead.”

Following the noble’s announcement, a massive black iron gate on one side of the Arena slowly opened, and a group of over fifty humans wearing armor and leather with terrified expressions walked out.

These people, armed with weapons and ranging in height from 1.7 to 2 meters, had Auras from the Fourth Layer to the Seventh Layer. Their eyes filled with hatred when they looked at the surrounding Purgatory True Demons.

But when they saw the two terrifying figures seated on the throne, their faces involuntarily showed fear and despair, for they were demon kings.

“So this is the Human Race? How weak.”

“How has such a weak species resisted the attacks of His Majesty Demon God for over two hundred Sun Wheels?”

“It is said that because of the terrain, the frontlines where the empire and the Human Race clash cannot gather all the military forces, so the Human Race has been able to resist for so long.”

Watching those humans in the Arena, the surrounding audience of Purgatory Nobles chattered among themselves, with curiosity and also sneers, disdain, and confusion.

In the eyes of these Nobles above the Seventh Layer, these humans were too weak; their Auras were hollow, and their wills fragile.

To such a weak species, any True Demon in the battlefield could fight a hundred with one, slaughtering their peers like dogs, so they couldn’t comprehend how they had resisted the mighty army of the empire for so long.

At that moment, another black gate slowly opened, and a fifteen-meter-tall figure wearing tattered Bronze Armor walked out, clutching a huge Wolf Tooth Staff in his hand.

This fierce-looking warrior of the Krodo Tribe, exuding a Late Sevenfold Sky Aura and the strong scent of blood, had no idea how many lives he had slaughtered in the Arena.