"Spenak, it doesn't seem like your style to be a wedding dress for others like this." Frius wasn't in a hurry, and in fact, he couldn't be in a hurry. His opponent was Spenak. In terms of strength, he wasn't inferior to Allen. In terms of experience, Allen probably couldn't compare to the Demon King even if he fused with the Dusk Will. After all, this man had lived for countless years. Among the four Sovereigns of the universe, he was the oldest, and Allen was the youngest.
When Spenak had already dominated Agares, Frius was only one of his generals. If Spenak hadn't left Agares to search for clues about the creator in the name of his slumber, Frius probably wouldn't have had the chance to rise.
Therefore, although the Black Emperor spoke casually, he had no choice but to carefully examine Spenak. At the very least, he didn't dare to attack rashly.
The cloak on the Demon King's body turned into smoke and dispersed, forming a black mist in midair. The black mist rapidly expanded, and in a moment, it had already occupied half the sky. The Demon King was hidden in the black mist, just like he was in the Shadow Castle. He didn't want anyone to see his figure, and only his voice came from the mist, "I've been following the footsteps of the creator all my life. Now that I've gone deep into the place where he was born, I have a rough idea of their plan. They plan to kill the Son of Dusk and destroy the Withered Hall. The Withered Hall is the coordinates of the Creator's descent into this world. Once it is destroyed, the Creator should be alarmed. "
"At that time, it is very likely that the Creator will enter this world. Even if the Creator is unable to completely enter due to the restrictions of the laws of the universe, he will still open a passageway."
Frius' body trembled slightly, "You plan to use this passageway to enter the universe where the Creator is?"
"Why not?" The Demon King asked.
"You're probably crazy." Frius said, "You and I both know that the passageway we open actually contains a certain degree of Rule Power. What's the difference between rashly entering the Creator's passageway and barging into the opponent's home ground? "
"If you want to go to the Creator's universe, then why don't you cooperate with me? I've already made an agreement with the Son of Dusk. As long as we stop Allen and the rest, the Son of Dusk will open a passage to the Creator's Universe for us. Isn't that much safer? "
The black fog surged, and the voice of the Demon King came. "Frius, you don't seem like a man who trusts others so easily. How can you be so sure that the Son of Dusk will abide by the agreement after this?"
"He can choose not to abide by the rules. When the time comes, I will deal with him myself," the Black Emperor said arrogantly.
"So that's how it is. You're still the same as always, never trusting anyone except yourself."
"What do you think?" said Frius impatiently.
"I refuse your offer." The Demon King said indifferently, "Rather than asking me to cooperate with you and wait for an outcome that only has a 50% chance of success, I would rather work with you. It would be much easier to let Allen deal with the Son of Dusk and let the Creator show himself. As for home ground, I thought that the Creator Goddess would be busy fighting against Allen and the others, so she probably wouldn't have time to care about me. "Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the Creator wants to start a war between the two sides, I don't mind experiencing what it's like to have the top combat strength of another universe."
Frius shook his head and said, "From the moment I met you, I knew you were a man who didn't play by the rules. It was like this in the past, and it's the same now. So the war between us is inevitable? "
"Of course it can be avoided. If you don't make a move, I'll be happy to tell you about some interesting clues left behind by the creator."
"Is that so? Then forget it, I'm in a hurry. As for your bedtime stories, perhaps you can tell them to your children when you're old. Oh, I forgot that you don't have any children. "
The Demon King said indifferently, "You've never been a jokester, so shut up!"
The black fog surged violently, and suddenly, resentful faces appeared in the churning fog, as if they were ghosts suppressed in the deepest depths of hell. These were all condensed from Spenak's power, and ghost-like things emerged from the thick fog. Unexpectedly, everyone had weapons, and some were even riding warbeasts. They crossed the void like an army and attacked Frius.
"How many times do you have to play this old trick before you're satisfied …!" The Black Emperor shouted softly as he pointed his lightless sword at the ghosts. Suddenly, a pitch-black sword tip pierced out of the ghosts' bodies. Following that, the ghosts exploded one by one, and in an instant, a large portion of the Demon King's "army" fell.
"Don't forget, my rule is black. Even though your black mist is a product of Origin Energy, it can still be used as a carrier for my rule power. So, Spenak, be serious! "
"Alright …" The Demon King said unhurriedly.
The black fog surged again, and a huge monster suddenly emerged from within. His body was as tall as a mountain, like a giant civet. Short vertebrae protruded from his back, but even the thinnest one was as huge as a mountain. Each short vertebra was spitting out thick mist, and purple lines gradually appeared on the monster\'s body. As the lines lit up, it opened its mouth and spat out a dark purple pillar of light at Frius.
"Damn it, you still underestimate me like this!" Frius roared angrily as he cut off the pillar of light with his sword. Then, he appeared on the monster\'s head. The longsword casually stabbed at the monster\'s head, and without looking, he dodged into the thick fog of the Demon King.
The monster had not disappeared after being stabbed by a sword, and it even turned around, looking like it was planning to pounce into the thick fog. Suddenly, a sword tip emerged from its chest. Then, countless sword tips shot out from his body. Every time a sword tip emerged, the fog on the monster\'s body would be taken away. It was formed from the Demon King\'s black fog. After countless long swords emerged from its body, its body quickly dissipated, like a sand sculpture that had been washed away by water.
Frius had already crashed into the thick fog. He sneered and said, "I've already analyzed your pitch-black fog a long time ago. This is a home field that you've formed using your own power. It can make people lose their senses and even their sense of direction inside it. It should be useful to deal with others, but unfortunately, your opponent is me now! Spenak, I have studied you thoroughly for today\'s battle. Do you think this fog can stop me? "
His figure flickered in the black fog. "You\'re really unfortunate. If you choose to change the fog to another color, perhaps even I will be helpless. But you chose black, so this is also my home field! I\'ve found you! "
Suddenly, he rushed forward.
Frius\'s figure disappeared for a distance. When he reappeared, the figure of the Demon King appeared in the fog. Frius stabbed forward with his sword. The Demon King seemed to be in a hurry to attack, but he was still half a beat too slow and was pierced through his chest by the sword. Frius laughed and waved his sword again. This time, he slashed horizontally and tore a hole in the Demon King\'s chest. The Black Emperor raised his leg and kicked Spenak in the chest, causing the Demon King to fly backwards.
The Black Emperor stood in midair and sneered, "How long has it been since you last fought with anyone? A hundred years? A thousand years? You\'re too slow now, and I have fought with Aufasis and Allen, Sovereigns, and my sense of battle is still sharp. On the other hand, you\'re like an old thing that\'s about to enter a coffin. Your reaction is so slow that it makes me feel ashamed. Because defeating you like this, I have no sense of honor. "
The Demon King raised his head and said indifferently, "I didn\'t know that you still had honor in your heart. But Frius, you\'ve only hit me twice, and you can defeat me from now on? You … are still so naive. "
"Shut up!" Frius raised his sword, and a black light pattern spread out from the tip of the sword. These patterns cut through the fog, preventing the fog from gathering again. The Black Emperor suddenly leaned forward, dragging the countless black light patterns on the sword as he instantly rushed forward, slashing his sword past the Demon King\'s side.
In an instant, the two of them crisscrossed for a hundred meters. The Black Emperor stood still, and the thick fog that was everywhere gradually separated. As for the Demon King, his arm was cut open, and there was a wound on his waist. There was no flesh and blood inside, but a resplendent dark purple light!
"You can\'t speak big words now, right? Spenak, you …" The Black Emperor suddenly trembled, and then a black flame sprayed out from his chest, back, arms, and waist at the same time. His pupils slightly widened, and the four wounds immediately closed, but his aura dropped by a line. He looked up at Spenak and said, "What did you do?"
"You just said …" The Demon King turned around, and his severed arm returned to its original position, easily joining back together. The wounds on his body also closed one by one, as if they had never appeared. A hint of a smile flashed in Spenak\'s eyes. "You\'ve studied me thoroughly? Looks like it\'s not what you think. That\'s right, the pitch-black fog has many uses. I can use them to create the most feared things in people\'s hearts, and I can also make those who rashly rush into the fog to attack me lose their sense of direction, and even their perception becomes chaotic. I admit, you have studied it thoroughly, and you have used your own rules to prevent you from being affected by my fog. "
"But Frius, have you ever thought about it? When did you study me? A hundred years ago? A thousand years ago? I bet it\'s not the current me, much less the me just now. "
"What are you trying to say!" Frius said angrily.
"I mean, just now, I slightly adjusted the rules of the fog. I extended the chaotic rules further and gave you some illusions. For example, do you think the me you\'re talking to right now is real? Really, is it me? "
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