Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1850 - 683: The Chive Farm, The Secret of the World_2

Chapter 1850: Chapter 683: The Chive Farm, The Secret of the World_2

Valkyrie Warriors slay those demons to hone their combat techniques and accumulate God-given power to advance in rank, so they would actively venture deep into the labyrinth.

However, if a Phantom Beast has no Contractor, slaying those demons yields nothing more than a burst of equipment materials and no other additional benefits.

This was the reason for Carmen Lindon’s bewilderment.

At this moment, Amitya spoke up from behind, softly saying: "Dean, Jack once said he detests those dark demons."

"Is that so."

Carmen Lindon pondered thoughtfully: "That’s to say, due to the opposition of life forms, upon entering the Primary Material World he ventured on his own into the underground dungeon."

Next to him, Fiorina nodded: "I think that must be the case, Dean."

This reason did align well with Jack Clark’s actions and regardless, he truly had been slaughtering the labyrinth demons in large numbers, weakening the powers of the Evil God, easing Carmen Lindon’s concerns little by little.

Still, she always felt this Divine Position Phantom Beast carried a certain mystery.

At this time, figures of Estelle and her group appeared somewhat distressed from deep within the Stone Gate, bringing back news of their encounter with Jack Clark.

However, the strong men on the outside already knew the situation below, and because the labyrinth space stabilized by the entangling roots of the World Tree, these people did not go down immediately.

They wanted to see if that terrifying Divine Position creature, after breaking through the ninety-nine layers of the labyrinth, would directly invade the Evil God Palace and suppress the Evil Gods beneath.

While those above waited, Jack Clark with his unmatched strength blasted through everything, quickly reaching below the ninetieth layer.

Here, the space of the maze was even more stable, the pathways were wide, and the mountain walls between them spanned like ranges of mountains, with the weakest of the monsters born here being eight-star.

More powerful nine-star demons were abundant, each layer’s guardian possessed the strength of a demon king level.

Of course, such power was still no match for Jack Clark, who easily descended to the deepest part of the ninety-ninth layer of the labyrinth.

In the pitch-black world where all life is dead and silent, the sky suddenly collapsed, and a sky full of Magma Flames fell, bringing a glimmer of light to this world.

But this layer had no demons, only a demon king with a terrifying aura.

"After more than a hundred years, finally another warrior has made it here." A deep voice laden with horror and evil slowly resounded between heaven and earth.

"Unfortunately, your adventure ends here at my hands."

"For I am the darkness. One day, I will be the Dark Lord that engulfs the lands."

In the center of this world, nine towering black peaks thousands of meters high converge, like nine sharp Demon Horns crossing to form a massive throne.

In the middle of the throne, a demon king several hundred meters tall, covered in ferocious black armor, lifts his head and looks at Jack Clark, descending amidst the torrential Magma Flames with cold, cruel eyes.

On this demon king, there emanates an oppressive aura that rivalled that of a Heavenly King, coupled with the surrounding sky-obscuring swirls of Dark Demon Air and his blood-red eyes, his presence was formidable.

Fitting for the Great Demon King that suppresses the deepest part of the labyrinth.

Yet no sooner had this Great Demon King finished speaking than Jack Clark, who had descended from the sky and stood unwavering amidst the sea of fire, clenched his fist slightly towards it.

Boom! Heaven and Earth shook, the air exploded.

Above that Great Demon King’s head, a horrifying force converged to form a transparent handspan covering a thousand-kilometer range, and then it pressed down.

And the moment Jack Clark acted, the Great Demon King, sensing the terrifying force of eternal suppression above his head, wore a look of horror instantly.

"Your strength, how is it possible!"

Boom! The throne of fanged teeth formed by the nine mountain peaks instantly turned to dust, the earth shattered, and innumerable chunks of rocks and dirt soared into the sky, thrown tens of thousands of meters high.

Boom Boom Boom!! Those gigantic rocks crashed onto the cavern ceiling like missiles, setting off violent explosions, flames burning, smoke and dust billowing.

In this moment, the most dangerous ninety-ninth layer of the underground labyrinth, as legend has it, seemed as if Doomsday had arrived.

As for that self-proclaimed Dark Lord who would engulf everything, Jack Clark’s single palm strike reduced him to ash, erasing his will, his True Body dissipating.

When power reaches its extreme limit, the so-called undying bodies of beings beyond myth lose all meaning.

And with the fall of that demon king, a more grand and mighty God-given power emerged out of nowhere above Jack Clark’s head, pouring into his body in torrents.

In this world, this power in the hands of humans is merely used for advancing but in Jack Clark’s hands, it can be reverted to its primal form, becoming World Origin, and then transformed into Origin Points energy exclusive to him.

The attribute page showed that the original 4,570 Origin Points surged in an instant by 15,244, an increase of over ten thousand, equivalent to the harvest of slaying a True Spirit on the Plane Battlefield.

After tampering with the contract and changing the ’share’ ratio with Amitya, the already many times more profitable Origin from the Plane Battlefield directly skyrocketed to a hundredfold.

Looking at the exploding Origin Points on the page, even Jack Clark couldn’t help but feel a tinge of red in his eyes, his murderous intent growing even stronger as he looked downward.

In the cavern below, wrought by his hand through the Earth, a thousand kilometers wide and a hundred kilometers deep, endless darkness spread with a dungeon floating inside, vast as a plane.

That is the Evil God Palace, the place where two Hell Messengers of Boroedo are oppressed and trapped.

Killing them here, the Origin harvested should be enough for the Terminal Emperor Dragon to solidify its Third Layer of the Heavenly Realm and directly become a Primordial Monarch-level Giant Beast.

But then Jack Clark exhaled, suppressing the murderous intent in his heart.

At this point, today should come to an end.

Today, by slaughtering through the entire underground dungeon and all its demons, he collected over five hundred thousand Origin Points, enough for the Terminal Emperor Dragon to solidify its Second Layer of Heaven.

But this amount of Origin is still not enough for Jack Clark; he wants more.

The nature of the underground dungeon is that it will automatically restore its ’buildings’, and given some time, the slaughtered demons will re-emerge soon after.

Of course, the lower-level demon kings, the BOSS elite demons of each layer, cannot make an appearance again so soon.

These demons, born from the slaughter amongst countless demons, including devouring the flesh and blood of human warriors, need time to accumulate.

Even so, Jack Clark estimates that each subsequent clearing of the dungeon will net him two to three hundred thousand Origin Points.

Therefore, there is no need to take the eggs and decimate the nest. Leaving the roots of the demonic source, and reaping batches of crops later is the real deal.

With that thought, a faint smile appeared on Jack Clark’s face.

Even if he were to descend, he would wait until those two were nearly drained before doing so.

As for whether to kill them and harvest their Origin, or, considering everyone hails from Hell and they were the ones who led Jack Clark here, give them some leeway, that would depend on the circumstances.

Such as, by that time, Jack Clark had accumulated enough Origin Points.

But just as Jack Clark’s gaze deeply penetrated the Evil God Palace below, preparing to turn and leave, the Hell Roulette sub-disk kept within his Storage Space trembled slightly.

Those two guys, with a slight movement of Jack Clark’s eyes, his Spirit Power probed into the Storage Space, and suddenly the intermittent thoughts within the roulette came through.

"Darren Callum brother... be careful."

"This world is very dangerous..."

"Deeper within the Evil God Palace... there’s an even more powerful existence sealed..."

"The oldest demon... Selos..."

This information coming from the two Hell Messengers weighed heavily on Jack Clark, hinting at a powerful presence suppressed deep within this world.

Perhaps the force suppressing all Evil Gods in this world, including Primordial Second and Third Heavenly Realm beings, is actually aimed at sealing that very existence.

That being could very well be the Primordial Fourth Heavenly Realm True Emperor, or even a more formidable oldest demon.

"So, is this the true secret of this world?" Jack Clark slowly lifted his head, gazed at the hollow running through the ninety-nine layers above, and with a tremendous crumbling of space beneath his feet, his figure vanished in an instant.