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Chapter 1172: Chapter 466 Demon God Attacks, Destruction Emperor Dragon Awakens Chapter 1172: Chapter 466 Demon God Attacks, Destruction Emperor Dragon Awakens “Your Majesty, we’ve found that human!”

Atop the mountain peak, the names of Jack Clark and Darren Callum, condensed from a thread of the Power of Destiny, vibrated. In an instant, the spiritual will of the High Priest, with one palm strike, shattered the name of Jack Clark.

Bang! The shattered names reformed into golden light, twining around the High Priest’s palm and delving into the Seven-color Stream beneath him, an illusory existence.

Boom! The consciousness of the High Priest roared, extending infinitely, spanning millions of distances to appear above the City of the Demon King Scott.

Looking down at the terrifying figure that shattered Heaven and Earth and slew Erbore with one strike, the High Priest’s consciousness was shaken. Just then, a Dragon Roar burst out from the depths of the mythical world.

Roar! Along with the resounding Dragon Roar, a primitive character named ‘Cang’, reflected in the river of Space-Time within the deep Rule Origin of the mythical world’s rules, flashed and shook the River of Destiny.

In an instant, an intangible shock Burst forth, scattering the High Priest’s consciousness back to his physical form. A look of horror appeared on his aged face: “Your Majesty, that human is in the empire, in the territory of Demon King Scott; he killed Duke Erbore in one move.”

“What, Darren Callum is within the boundaries of my empire,” exclaimed Diorus, rising abruptly. In that moment, the entire Heaven and Earth trembled under the immense Demon Power, filled with a terrible murderous intent.

Just then, an intangible force of Destiny arrived, transforming into a layer of golden flames that enveloped the High Priest.

The golden flames seemed formless and intangible, like an illusory projection without the slightest heat, yet only the High Priest could keenly perceive his life span rapidly slipping away.

For such a scene, the High Priest had long been accustomed, quietly awaiting the end of the backlash from Supreme Destiny.

However, the High Priest gradually sensed something amiss; he discovered that this backlash seemed a bit too severe, with the rate of his vitality consumption accelerating as if there were no end in sight.

Soon, the burning life span exceeded his estimate of two thousand years: two thousand three hundred, two thousand five hundred… three thousand…

In just a moment, nearly four thousand years of his life span had slipped away. The High Priest’s aura became more decrepit and weak, his form withering away at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The High Priest, alarmed, exclaimed, “No good, this backlash is too great; my remaining life span is insufficient to offset it, Your Majesty, save me.”

“I still have a Time Dragon Whisker here,” Diorus said, also startled, as he waved his hand and took out a transparent dragon whisker more than ten meters in length, wrapped in Time Power.

Although the power of time was precious, it was of little use to Devil God Emperor Eros, for in theory, one who held the Rule, his lifespan was infinite.

As for why he wouldn’t give the two Time Dragon Whiskers to the High Priest at once, it was of course a means of controlling his subordinates.

With a swoosh! As the High Priest grasped the Time Dragon Whisker and absorbed the Time Power wound around it, his aura recovered slightly, losing that imminent putrescent sensation as if on the verge of death.

But the burning golden illusory flames on his body remained vigorous, showing not the slightest sign of dying out, madly incinerating his Life Origin.

If he couldn’t withstand what was to come, he would still be burned to ashes. With this in mind, the High Priest looked towards Diorus with a gaze full of hope.

Diorus slowly shook his head, his voice low, “I have no more. When I encountered that time-controlling giant dragon back then, I only managed to cut off two of its whiskers.”

“Even though the dragon was only at the peak of Titan level at the time, under its control of the Supreme Law of time, even I couldn’t suppress it.”

No more, then.

Feeling that the five thousand years of life span he had just replenished had been consumed by four thousand years in just a moment, the High Priest had a moment of clarity and calmed down.

The High Priest’s voice was dry and hoarse, “Your Majesty, it seems my end has come, and those who spy on Destiny are ultimately Devoured by it.” As he spoke, the few remaining teeth in the High Priest’s mouth fell out.

Besides, the fine scales on his body turned yellow and withered, and the odor of decay only found on the dead began to pervade the air around him, resembling the Five Decays of Heaven-human from the Mythical Legend.

“Nevertheless, even if I am about to dissipate between Heaven and Earth, I will aid the empire in severing the Human Race’s luck. That person must die—he is far more terrible than we anticipated.”

Boom!

A powerful Aura Burst forth from the High Priest, and mysterious Golden Patterns emerged on his forehead. The entire Demon City seemed to take on a sacred atmosphere, with the Seven-color Stream beneath him swelling even more.

One could see the High Priest’s hands reaching out, delving into the Seven-color Stream with some difficulty, and from within, he pulled out a wisp of golden light.

At the same time, the High Priest’s back split open, and from within the gaping wounds, a pair of emaciated arms stretched out to ruthlessly tear off a palm-sized scale from his chest.

Splat! The High Priest spat a mouthful of blood onto the black scale. At the same time, he drove the wisp of golden light into the scale, causing the entire demon aura to weaken, becoming utterly feeble.

“Your Majesty, just crush the Scale of Destiny, and you can re-locate that… per…”

Before the words were complete, the High Priest, like a dried corpse, was Devoured by the raging golden flames, turning into scattered ashes and being erased by an unknown force.

Looking at the floating black scale, Diorus wore an incredibly solemn expression. He hadn’t expected this event to lead to the fall of the empire’s High Priest.

The loss of a High Priest who cultivated the power of Destiny was significant for the Demon God Empire; at many crucial moments, he could play a vital role.

The fall of the High Priest further solidified Diorus’s resolution to kill Jack Clark.

The mere act of attempting to locate him had led to the death of a High Priest who cultivated the power of Destiny and whose cultivation reached the peak of the Demon King. The human’s fate’s terror even surpassed that of a Demon God level.