After saying that, Shuma-Gorath told Chthon the Magic Runes and their corresponding sequence. Chthon would certainly have a way to let his avatar learn those runes.
Chthon accepted the runes and breathed a huge sigh of relief. There was finally a solution. As for the harsh requirements for using it, that was only natural—it was a curse laid down by the Mechanical Demon King.
Besides, the Chaos Origin Demon had Origin Essence. He had just said he would cooperate with all his strength, so presumably he would not begrudge such a small amount of Origin Essence. Demons really were born suckers.
"What a pity the Mechanical Demon King refuses to cooperate with me. Otherwise, I could use the Magic Runes to screw you over and double the curse effect of the Eye of Chaos."
Thinking of something, Shuma-Gorath sighed and said, "When all is said and done, Chthon, you people are simply too useless. If you had been even a little more capable, why would the Mechanical Demon King ignore me completely?"
Chthon trembled with rage. He hated these lunatics from the chaos faction most of all. They always loved blurting out inconvenient truths—no, they always loved exposing other people's shortcomings. In any case, they were not afraid of dying.
Chthon could not be bothered to deal with Shuma-Gorath anymore. The other party no longer had any value to exploit. After thinking for a moment, he found the Zerg Overlord and said, "This gamble is nearing its end. Once Hell's Decisive Battle erupts, it will basically be over.
"And the decisive battle will probably break out within the next few months. There may only be one or two World Fusions left. If you want to join the gamble, make your decision quickly."
A voice rang out from within the Zerg