The Evil God clearly knew the gap in strength between himself, Zen, and the downgrader.

Even with the energy of the Source World, he could only hold on for a few rounds in the battle against the two.

Right now, he could only sacrifice the materials from the Source World to sustain his energy. It had become a battle of limited resources against infinite energy. Sooner or later, the Evil God would exhaust everything that he had and would be overcome either by Zen or the downgrader.

Fortunately for the Evil God, the intensity of the energy he could release in a round was by no means inferior to that of his two opponents. Now, his only problem was where to find more resources to cope with them.

As he was trying to explore more sources of energy, he was also using the Field to expand the Source World indefinitely. If he made the entire chaos a part of the Source World, then everything in it would belong to him, and he would be able to use them however he wanted.

However, when he saw the energy flow that suddenly erupted from the Burial Land, the Evil God was stunned.

'What the hell? Where does that terrifying amount of energy come from?'

The energy flow occurred within the scope of the Source World, and the Evil God estimated it using his omniscient power.

But unexpectedly, as he discerned the flowing energy, he felt like his chest was smashed by a heavy hammer.

Then, he found out that to release this energy flow, about sixty thousand Source Worlds would have to be sacrificed.

In other words, even if he decided to sacrifice the entire Source World, the power that he would acquire would almost be negligible against what his opponents possessed.

His throat felt dry and a bitter taste rose from it. In an instant, his arrogance vanished, knowing how pitiful his current state was.

"Shall we continue to enclose more lands?"

one of the avatars cautiously asked as he noticed the bad mood of the Evil God.

"Yes," the Evil God answered briefly, then quickly disappeared.

Meanwhile, there was a huge square platform floating on the belt of the Source World. On it, tens of thousands of avatars of the Evil God were gathered.

Light energy bands floated around the platform that formed huge fences, sealing the entire platform into what looked like a huge prison.

escape from it would be instantly killed. Moreover, since the space was locked, they were unable to

this moment, there was a fierce

just two sides of the same coin. This

If there aren't enough materials, then there won't

this in lower-grade worlds. How do you think Zen and the downgrader acquire so much energy?! There must be

soon as possible. It's the only

was very noisy as the avatars debated on how they could turn their situation against Zen

person but their ideas collided with each other.

Duran were standing guard at the prison gate

were greatly shocked at the intelligence displayed by each

of them, their

by their progress, it might not be too long before the avatars could realize how to

of sand that

avatar, who did not wish to participate in the others' discussion. Instead, he quietly

forming a thin layer, while the

there so much sand on the

the Grandmaster of Heaven inadvertently noticed the thin layer of sand on the ground. He and Duran were always on high alert. If it was

suddenly condensed into the avatar of the Evil

Evil God

If I want to be free from the real Evil God, I need to possess your body

the Extreme Form energies, Duran and the Grandmaster of Heaven were

and omnipotent. Even if you take away my body shell, he will know instantly. Don't think that you can get away with this!" the Grandmaster of Heaven said in gritted teeth as he struggled to remove the hand of the avatar

him?" As he finished speaking, he didn't waste any time and began stealing

energy started activating, the real Evil God suddenly appeared above the avatar and stomped

Crash!

body immediately collapsed into grains of sand and quickly

do you

he released several

up with the sand and engulfed it.

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