PS: The new book barely made the cut, and the next second step, 499 fell on these two steps. Hey, I still need your support.

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Time goes forward a few minutes.

Herax's conscious soul body completely fell into the demonized sword of war.

It was dark all around.

Filled with a murderous aura and bloodthirsty desires.

This is a sea of demonic energy.

In this endless dark space, his soul continued to settle as if he could never reach the bottom.

Herax could feel some terrifying power, like a monster, hovering in the depths of endless darkness, and that feeling became more and more evident as he rapidly settled.

First of all, an ominous aura came.

Then, as the sense of ominousness grows, so does the distortion of time and space.

Mysterious, whispering, murmuring.

It also came suddenly.

The deeper the soul fell, the occasional whisper in the ear gradually turned into a whisper, and later, it even developed into a noisy voice, like a lot of people making noise.

But if you listen carefully, you can't hear exactly what these murmurs, whispers, and even noisy voices are saying.

Finally, a sense of distortion emerged in my mind. It is as if the body is in some kind of terror, and the emotion of fear involuntarily emerges.

The soul is being eroded and shattered little by little.

His despair, his anger, everything he had, would become the nourishment of the Demon Bone Throne, the foundation of the Demon Sequence's godhood, and the promotion of Mirosa.

But how can you be willing?

How can it be tolerated?

How can he watch the god of war, who has accompanied him for countless years, become the foundation of the gods, and be devoured and occupied by demons?

He frantically burned his soul, and his spirit came out of his body, protecting a little spirituality in his heart.

With the perception in the dark, it quickly fell into the depths of endless darkness.

Gradually, he saw a large dark sphere emerge in the dark void. It was dark all around, but he could clearly see the huge black sphere.

No, not looking.

It should be said that it is a feeling.

The dark sphere directly mirrors its presence into the sea of Heracus's consciousness.

It's magical.

At this moment, black air currents were spreading in the dark void, swallowed by the black sphere.

These are demonic energy.

The Sword of War was sacrificed by the blood of Heracus to give birth to the Demon Bone Throne, and he presided over the various negative forces absorbed by the Sword of War, which not only made the Demon Bone Throne do the thing of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, but also made these demonic qi further expand.

If it continues to be absorbed like this, the little bit of spirituality of the Sword of War will be completely devoured by this huge demonic qi sooner or later.

It is not known whether it will give birth to a new dark and murderous sword of war, or whether it will be reduced to a terrifying sword of chaos and disorder.

Therefore, Herax must awaken the spirituality of the sword of war.

This is not only to take revenge on Mirosa, but also to pay for his own mistakes.

"Old man!"

"I'm sorry!"

Looking at the spirituality surrounded by demonic energy, a trace of pain flashed in Herax's eyes.

The god of war became the foundation of the gods, and he spent the longest time with him. He is the first angel king in the war sequence, and he is also the one who has spent the longest time with the sword of war.

They knew each other and even thought they would one day become one with each other.

However, the prelude to the war began, and the sudden departure of the sword of war made Herax panic, and finally chose to cooperate with the abyss against the other three angel kings.

However, one wrong step, one wrong step.

In the end, Herax only passed by the position of the god of war, and the sword of war was reduced to the point of being completely polluted and controlled.

He had to go in and awaken the spirit of the Sword of War and stop all this from going wrong!

But how do you get in now?

Herax stretched out his hand and gently touched the edge of the huge dark sphere, and suddenly a chaotic dark power went down his arm and straight into his mind.

Death, chaos, murderousness, greed, darkness, irritability......

It's as if all the negative energy that can be found in the human world is concentrated here.

"Ah......h

Even if it was just a broken soul body, Herax took a few steps back painfully, and the cheeks of the entire soul body began to diffuse a black gas, and the whole face was distorted.

This terrifying force was infecting his soul.

The whispering murmur sounded wildly.

At this moment, he finally heard clearly what was being said.

Sky...... disaster

Act of God!

A mysterious whisper that has been telling a name, Lord of the Scourges!

At the same time, a scene, accompanied by a murmur, glimpsed into itself.

Damn it!

It's too late to observe.

Rumble!

Herax controlled the mental power to blast directly into his mind, forcibly cutting off this power.

Reaching out, he tore off the infected part.

Whoop~

As soon as the torn part, about the size of a fist, left Herax's body, it turned into a thick black gas at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly returned to the huge black sphere.

His soul body at this moment was slightly transparent, almost completely dissolved.

However, he was expressionless, looking at the dark sphere coldly, unwavering.

This little pain is nothing.

He was ready to die.

The great terror between life and death is not at all comparable to the pain in front of him.

The difference between heaven and earth.

But~

The deepest demonic aura of the Sword of War really made him feel terrified.

He knew that the demonic qi of the sword of war's spiritual confrontation was definitely extraordinary, and it was not comparable to those sparse demonic qi on the periphery.

However, he never expected it to be so powerful, which greatly surprised him.

"It seems that it is impossible to force a breakthrough from the outside."

"However, the brief contact just now, the murmur I heard......"

Sky...... Disaster......

The only one who can be related to the word natural disaster is the king of natural disasters!

Damn, how can there be the power of the Lord of the Scourge here?

Obviously, Mirosa is the culprit who dominates all this, why is it the power of the Lord of Disasters that traps the spirit of the Sword of War in the deepest place?

Besides, didn't the Lord of the Scourge disappear a long time ago? Together with the Lord of Time, he disappeared into the depths of the World Gate at the end of the War of the Four Emperors.

Wait, there's another possibility!

Is this the true Abyss Will?

It is said that the Will of the Abyss is also a legacy of the Lord of the Scourge.

Herax looked gloomily at the huge black orb in front of her, groaning.

The brief contact just now really frightened him. And in less than a second of contact, a strange image also came to mind.

At a glance, he only saw countless huge and hideous monsters like fire meteors falling from the sky in the vast and dark sky.

Beneath the starry sky lies endless despair and madness.

"What the hell is that?"

He thought for a moment, but he had no clue, he could only put it down for a while, and observed the huge black ball again, he had to find a way to awaken the spirituality of the sword of war as soon as possible, and he couldn't delay for a moment.

The dark abyss demonic aura contained mysteries and weirdness beyond his knowledge.

Powerful and terrifying.

With the summoning of the Demon Bone Throne by Mirosa from the outside, the inside of the Sword of War is now in an absolute state of emptiness, and if you miss this opportunity, there will be no more options.

Moreover, there was no way for him to hold out any longer.

The demonic energy was eating away at him all the time.

He looked at the demonic qi that seemed to be the will of the abyss, and a thought suddenly welled up in his heart.

Mirosa wants to be promoted to the Demon Venerable, but will the Abyss Will really agree to have one more equal demon by her side?

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