Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1178 - 1178 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book

Chapter 1178: Chapter 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book, The Despair of the Human Race’s Future_3 Chapter 1178: Chapter 467 Wave Days Heaven-Burning Demon Book, The Despair of the Human Race’s Future_3 Boom!

The scene from moments before replayed, as dazzling seven-colored radiance pierced through heaven and earth, expanding continuously. At the edge of the growing light was a ring of black shock waves, destroying everything in its path.

Under that terrifying power, countless Purgatory True Demons let out desperate wails before turning to ash, along with the very space they occupied.

Roar!

An earth-shattering roar exploded from the depths of the Demon Domain. A Titan Peak Giant Beast’s aura erupted, and a terrifying figure three thousand meters in length soared into the sky.

“I’ve found you, human!”

“Heaven-Sealing Ultimate Seal, freeze time and space, activate the formation!”

Boom!

Above Jack Clark’s head, at an altitude of ten thousand meters, the Dark Demon Cloud spun, forming seven massive vortexes. From the center of each vortex, seven gigantic demon banners, each one ten thousand meters long, descended from the sky.

In just an instant, the seven demon banners pierced through the void and landed on the ground, shattering the earth. The black patterns wrapped around the poles shone brightly as the banners billowed out, connecting to form a black curtain that enveloped this world.

In the blink of an eye, Jack Clark found himself in an independent world with a diameter of over a thousand kilometers, where both sky and earth were black, and the periphery bore the towering silhouettes of seven colossal figures.

With the heaven and earth sealed and time frozen, the Space-Time Altar beneath Jack Clark instantly collapsed, and even the connection to the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Plane World became untraceable.

This turn of events made Jack Clark’s expression grow solemn.

Compared to the All-Heaven Demon-Suppressing Array set up by the previous six demon kings, the level of this Demon Array was even higher, sealing even time and space and leaving no way to shift into the Plane World.

Clearly, the Purgatory Demon Race was well-informed about his various trump cards and had already planned accordingly.

Indeed, a trump card is only a trump card if no one else knows about it.

“Human Race, Darren Callum, this is the grave I’ve picked for you. Are you satisfied?”

The icy voice was followed by a crack opening in the sky’s black curtain. Tarolia, clad in a resplendent red battle armor and a hundred meters tall, stepped in slowly, wielding a combat knife.

In an instant, endless Black Flames spread out, enveloping an area of a hundred kilometers and turning it into a Dark Hell where the very space was burned through.

At the same time, outside the black curtain, a three-thousand-meter-long Demon Dragon covered in black scales stood tall, its back bristling with black spikes, exuding the terrifying aura of a Titan Peak.

However, this Titan Peak Dark Demon Dragon didn’t enter; instead, it stood guard outside, preventing Jack Clark from escaping.

At this moment, Tarolia had prepared thoroughly in every aspect, ensuring that no matter what trump cards Jack possessed, even the Rule Forbidden Weapon bestowed by the Supreme Experts couldn’t provide him with an escape.

Because the items sealing this world were seven Rule Forbidden Weapons, today, Jack Clark was bound to die.

However…

Feeling the Heart’s Eye overlapping with the brow and instinctually ready to draw upon the Power of Supreme Hell from the Eye of Prison, the corners of Jack Clark’s mouth lifted ever so slightly.

It was no surprise that an entity that spanned countless worlds and time itself, the Supreme Plane, left none alive who had witnessed his summoning the Power of Hell. Nobody knew of this move he possessed.

Gazing at the human figure hundreds of kilometers away, who was no larger than one finger to him, Tarolia relaxed his demeanor and spoke lazily, “Human, you’re quite bold, daring to venture alone deep into the territory of our clan’s empire.”

“That would be all well and good, but to have slain seven of our demon kings and a Great Demon King, your feats are so impressive that even as an enemy, I can’t help but admire you.”

“With such terror-inducing strength across realms, even I couldn’t achieve that back in my day. What a pity you’re a human. Otherwise, I’d be quite interested in having your child.”

The sudden shift in topic caught Jack Clark off guard, who replied coolly, “…Sorry, I have no interest in Purgatory True Demons.”

Putting aside the issue of race and stance, just the sight of the one-hundred-meter-tall figure with limbs as immense as ten-meter tall houses made Jack Clark’s eyes twitch.

How would that even work? He could be stuffed in there and probably not even be noticed, unless he manifested his True Demon God Body.

But in doing so, that which was purely energy would yield no results, so the notion of having children was somewhat implausible, um… what am I thinking?

As Jack Clark narrowed his eyes contemplating whether to directly call upon the Power of Hell and escape, all while pondering the impracticality of the topic at hand, Tarolia suddenly said.

“Human, your Human Race has no future. With your talent, it’s a shame to die here. Why not join our Purgatory True Demons?”

“Should you agree, I can go to the Ancestral Court and request a drop of Ancestor Blood to cleanse and renew your true body.”

Jack’s talent was monstrous, so much so that even after he had slain so many demon kings and over a million Purgatory True Demons, at this moment when Tarolia had ‘captured’ him, she still wished to recruit him.

With Jack’s talent, should he be willing to join The Purgatory Family and receive the Ancestor’s bloodline, he would rapidly ascend to Great Demon King and achieve Demon God status, possibly even establishing the ninth Purgatory Empire on his own.

It should be noted that for entities like Diorus and other Demon Gods, establishing empires required the cooperation of at least two Demon Gods.

In response to Tarolia’s offer, Jack Clark narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, “Why do you all keep saying that my Human Race has no future? On the Frontline Battlefield, it seems our sides are evenly matched thus far.”

Since the order was to trap Jack Clark, Tarolia was in no hurry. Behind her, the Demonic Flames coalesced into a throne upon which she sat, crossing her legs and speaking with a lazy tone.

“Because over three hundred Sun Wheels ago, our Ancestor briefly awoke and commanded an eastward expansion from our empire’s borders with your Human Race.”