In the pitch-black space, scarlet patterns rotated on the ground.
Xia Feng's eyes were hollow as he stood in front of the golden high gate at the center of the Array, but after a moment, his black pupils regained their agility.
Simultaneously, a regal woman with a pale dragon tail and a dark golden cross imprinted on her brow, stepped out through the light door in a star-patterned skirt with long legs.
Suddenly— the Portal to the World snapped shut, and the Array on the ground vanished along with it.
Disi, with her majestic heavy pupils, casually scanned her surroundings before finally focusing her gaze on the man's face directly ahead.
So this is the Believer's flesh… Her expression remained calm, her dragon tail swaying subconsciously from left to right.
Meanwhile, in the outside world.
A thirty-meter-tall eye sculpture towered majestically at the center, with two Six-eyed Evil beings kneeling in worship before the High-level above.
As the space slightly fluctuated, a three-meter tall giant ape stealthily stepped out next to the two Six-eyed Evils.
However, it was completely enveloped in pitch-black, formidable armour, with two silver-white sharp horns on its forehead, and below the horns, a face with seven blood-red pupils—
— one in the middle, with two respectively extending upwards, downwards to the left, and downwards to the right, arranged in a triangular star pattern.
The Seven-eyed Blood Pupil looked up indifferently at the towering Evil Demon Statue.
The two Six-eyed Evils next to him ceased chanting and asked in a low voice, "General Saint King, this is the last chance for the 'Projection to the Present Realm' from the Evil Demon Statue. Should we really use this opportunity to aid that 'mongrel'?"
"Do not speak further."
The General Saint King's voice was stern and distant, his seven blood eyes vibrating slightly, "Aiding that 'mongrel' to obtain an A-level Spiritual Clothes will secure us an entry into the 'Evil Demon Sea.' This is not only giving face to the 'Bone-faced Supreme,' but also a reasonable transaction."
Mongrel refers to humans who, for various reasons or through various means, possess the appearance or abilities of the Evil Clan, including the Half-Evil and the Evil.
Such people are unwelcome in the Empire and also shunned in the Evil Realm; even though many mongrels attempt to integrate into Evil Clan society, they still face exclusion. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⸺fire.net
However, it is undeniable that these individuals not only possess Spirit Master skills but can also use Evil Clan techniques, making their combat abilities considerably higher than those of the same rank.
Therefore, many tribes of the Evil Clan selectively accept mongrels, but some tribes are xenophobic, considering mongrels and humans alike as food and heretics.
The Evil Spirit Clan likewise thinks this way, and as the Seven-eyed Calamity and the Venerable King of the Evil Spirit Clan, General naturally dislikes mongrels.
"It is said that our Evil Spirit Clan was once a subordinate tribe under the Evil Demon during the ancient times, revered as the Holy Clan. It would be great if this Venerable King could truly resurrect; perhaps our Evil Spirit Clan could once again rise to glory…"
At this moment, the ritual paused for a while, and the gaze of the assembled Evil beings on the square shifted, stirring low murmurs among them.
"I heard that this Venerable King would resurrect from the Evil Demon Statue and once again descend upon the Evil Realm. For just an entry into the 'Evil Demon Sea,' it is indeed a pity to destroy this Evil Demon Statue."
"Hah, it's just a legend. I've also heard that the Evil Demon will resurrect in the Evil Demon Sea."
General stomped the ground slightly, his Seven-eyed Blood Pupils looking down at the assembled Evil beings on the square, his gaze indifferent.
The Evil beings immediately silenced themselves, bowing their heads as if they were chilled cicadas.
"As the maxims of Porcius show, the Evil Demon will be a disaster for our Evil Clan, a devil destined to destroy the Evil Realm."
General Saint King's bloody eyes were calm as he watched the crowd, "Anyone who dares to speak nonsense, I personally will send to meet the Evil Demon."
"Yes." The Evil beings lowered their heads in fear, responding in unison.
"Continue the ritual."
The solemn chanting resumed, echoing through heaven and earth.
At the same time, fluctuations appeared once again in the space beside the two Six-eyed Evils, and a middle-aged man wearing a wide gray robe and a skull sword at his waist quietly emerged.
The man's complexion was as pale as a corpse, hairless, but with a white bone spider perched on top of his head, and a neatly inked "VII" under his right eye.
After stepping out of the space, he respectfully clenched his fists toward General Saint King Porcius and bowed his head,
"Lord Holy King, we might need to speed up the construction of the 'Projection Channel'. People from the Holy Department in Sector 19 have already started a massacre in the Blood Sea Calamity Realm. Only your arrival can turn the tide now."
Porcius glanced at the man, unclear of this stranger's name and unconcerned, for now, he'd refer to him as the Spider Man.
Porcius eyed the Spider Man, his voice indifferent, "What exactly are you doing in the Blood Sea Calamity Realm that requires such an elaborate effort?"
"For the Grade A Spirit Paper — Blood Spirit Throne," Spider Man respectfully answered.
"Oh? Throne?" Hearing this, General Saint King Porcius became interested.
He had naturally heard of the renown of the Blood Spirit Throne. It was not just an ordinary Grade A Spiritual Clothes. In the past, the second Gate Pillar of the Empire had used this garment to slaughter enemies on the battlefield, causing the entire Evil Clan to steer clear.
Unexpectedly, this piece of Spirit Paper had been lost to the outside world.
The solemn chanting continued, deep and majestic tones reverberating through heaven and earth.
They chanted these verses, not truly wishing to revive the Evil Demon; this was merely a necessary ritual to activate the 'Projection Channel'.
As for awakening the Evil Demon... such mythical stories existed only in jokes and boastful talk.
No one truly believed them.
"Ancient Venerable King, please hear our call."
"Your subjects are here... witnessing your awakening."
Seemingly close to the end, the ink-colored long steps at the bottom of the area flared more fiercely, the majesty between them sending eighteen gray-white columns of fire skyward.
The surface of the statue, built from specially made deep abyss ink Spirit Stones, featured a large and a small, indifferent Heavy Pupils scorning the earth, suddenly lighting up with a golden glow like the true eyes of a deity.
As if lifeless eyes suddenly became animated, a faint holy golden wave quietly rippled.
On the square, below the Evil Demon Statue, the Evil Clan members shockingly looked up, but saw nothing.
"What was that just now?"
They faintly felt that the Evil Demon Statue had suddenly come alive for an instant, as if something... had broken its seal and awakened!!
"Just an illusion..."
The Evil Clan members were bewildered, the two Six-eyed Evils under the statue looked at each other and then turned to the Holy King at their side.
"General Saint King Porcius, just now..." they were a bit bewildered, tentatively asking, "Something did break its seal just now, right?"
General Saint King Porcius didn't speak because he was equally shocked at that moment.
Compared to these Low-level Evils, his power was much stronger, thus he could feel the divine aura and the terrifying sensation of a breaking seal even more vividly. For a moment, he thought he was going to die.
But it was only for an instant; that feeling vanished again, like an illusion.
Spider Man also looked up in alarm, gazing up at the towering deity, his neck stiff, his face cloaked in confusion.
At this moment, everyone harbored an unbelievable conjecture in their hearts.
"Has the Evil Demon... awakened?"