Seeing that his spoils of war were about to be eaten by others, Mephisto, who had exhausted countless hours for this victory, naturally refused to back down.

It let out a furious howl of rage, and then directly summoned all the forces in the Broken Realm to begin snatching its spoils from the being on the other side of the rift!

"No!! It's mine!! ”

The King of Hate stabbed the King of Dread with his black and monstrous bone wings, using all his power to prevent his loot from falling into the hands of the thieves who suddenly appeared.

But the power of the being on the other side of the rift was also obviously terrifying, and despite Mephisto's best efforts, it still couldn't snatch its spoils from the other party.

Fortunately, the guy on the other side of the rift doesn't seem to be able to exert all his strength in Chaos Purgatory, and the laws of Purgatory still protect the protists here.

Mephisto used the power of his own realm and the help of the laws of purgatory, Kankan and the existence on the other side of the rift fought for half a catty, and the two sides fought with all their strength for the corpse of the demon god with the power of the two demon kings in their bodies, and their strength was fiercely fighting each other under the cold and depraved evil energy of the abyss of hatred, and one after another spiritual energy whipped the surrounding space like a steel whip, and even almost tore the entire domain of hatred!

This stalemate continued for several hours, until the Abyss of Hatred could no longer contain such a terrifying scramble, and began to fall apart in essence, turning into a vast expanse of empty and endless void.

Diablo's demon god's body also began to be unable to withstand the ferocious battle between the two forces, and the dead demon god could not heal itself, so its body began to be slowly torn apart by the two forces!

Fragments of psionic light continued to erupt from Diablo's corpse, and these streams of light splattered in all directions like sparks, stirring up a circle of spatial ripples containing the power of tearing the heavens and the earth.

The Dreadlord's corpse made an overwhelming sound of flesh and bone parting, its dark red flesh oozing hot sulfur blood, and the thick demon bones were covered with fine spider web-like cracks!

Finally, before the surrounding psionic energy was about to cause a massive plane collapse effect, the Dreadlord was torn in two by his attempt, and the presence on the other side of the rift enveloped the lower half of the corpse and quickly withdrew into the rift, while Mephisto grabbed the upper half of the corpse......

The spatial rift was quickly closed and closed, and the thief who had snatched the loot fled without any delay after achieving a part of his purpose.

The King of Hate looked at the half-corpse in front of him with a furious face, and the spiritual power field around him tumbled like a boiling oil pot.

Just as Diablo didn't expect that he would be destroyed by ambition, the King of Hate didn't expect that while he was secretly controlling the fate of other demon kings and gods, he also had a pair of hidden eyes staring at him all the time.

It is like a crow hiding in the sky, covering its greedy eyes with gloomy clouds, silently watching the scene of the praying mantis catching cicadas below, and then at the moment when the yellow finch was about to peck at the mantis, it suddenly appeared and quickly snatched half of the spoils from the unprepared yellow finch!

Mephisto's anger swelled in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent it, he already knew that there was a shadow hiding in the shadows that had been coveting the power of Chaos Purgatory, and it was really because of this shadow in the shadows that it had been forced to make the previous plan.

But it could never have imagined that the sinister thief, who was still unknown, had already reached into the abyss of hatred, and snatched a vital piece of meat from its mouth at the last moment when it was about to complete all its plans!

This will force it to drastically change its plan for the conquest of Hell, knowing that half of the Dreadlord is not strong enough to give it an overwhelming advantage over his other brother, Baal.

Especially if Baal had learned from it before, cowering in his own realm and not being able to avoid the battle, it would have been impossible for it to force through the powerful defenses of the Spire of Destruction with the strength at his disposal.

But the good thing... At the very least, it had grabbed half of the loot, and with the power of this half of the Dread King, it could at least pocket all of the Dread Domain......

Thinking of this, the King of Hate took a long breath, forcibly suppressed the anger boiling in his heart, and began to clean up the mess in his realm.

The expected plan to enthrone the Lord of Purgatory as soon as it devoured the King of Dread failed to materialize, and it still resides in the realm of hatred, which has been almost in ruins.

Looking at the vast expanse of territory that had been reduced to the void in his realm and the Iron Thorn Throne that had long since disappeared, Mephisto was churning with blood in his chest, and the anger that had just been suppressed surged back into his heart again.

If he was a human being, I am afraid that he would have spurted out a mouthful of old blood at this moment.

No matter how vicious it used the most vicious curse words in its chest, it couldn't quell the bitter feeling that the guy had brought to it.

"Someday... I will catch you and put you in the molten prison of the deepest part of hell, leaving you covered in abscesses, subjecting you to the most horrific tortures, and making your soul a stepping stone under my throne for all eternity! ”

Unable to vent his anger, Mephisto almost suffocated his internal injuries, but in the end, he forcibly calmed his fierce and turbulent emotions, and left a cruel sentence into the depths of the void that he didn't know if he could realize, and then fled into the deepest part of the territory with his only remaining loot, ready to enjoy this "leftovers" that had already been bitten by someone.

......

At the same time as the waves in the Chaos Purgatory were surging and the wind and rain were like obscurity, in the boundless depths of the universe, in the huge temple under the surface of an unknown planet, in the gushing dark purple gas spring, a pair of eyes with the color of darkness and nothingness slowly lit up.

The purple vapor mist around them suddenly squirmed, and a huge crack opened in the space, and countless purple translucent tentacles rolled out of the crack, bringing the half-blooded corpses of the demon gods to their owners.

"Or... Isn't it enough? ”

A dull and gloomy voice sounded from the purple mist, and this voice was a fusion of several timbre tones, as if several people were speaking in unison, making people immediately feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts when they heard it.

"Maybe it's better... Attributes of the soul... Evil... Kindness... Without a perfect specimen, it is impossible to simulate the ...... perfectly."

"Those useless minions... The samples collected were all a pile of garbage... If I want to get to the point where it's good enough to do that... It seems that there is still a need for... It's a matter of doing it yourself......"

"The Eternal War... Is it about to come to the last minute? ”

"Maybe.... It's going to be a pretty good testing ground......"

"But... The swarm... Star Spirit... These henchmen who are hindering my plans ......"

"It has to be... First of all, cut off! ”