Furthermore, not a single one of the thirty-two Fallen had made it into the main selection. At that point, no matter what the Eldest Prince's scheme had ultimately been aimed at, it had completely failed and was beyond recovery.
But the Eldest Prince was clearly unwilling to accept that.
By recreating the ritual within this Dark Crystal Cave, using a miniature version of the World Cup as its foundation, he had intended to forcibly reverse that failure and continue his plans.
Though this ritual had reduced its scope of influence, the results it could ultimately achieve were certainly inferior to the God-Summoning Ritual. Yet by using the number thirty-two to rewrite his own failure and steal the core secrets of the God-Summoning Ritual, he had actually managed to compensate for it to some extent, allowing the ritual to progress this far.
It could be called another kind of "swapping heaven and earth."
All these thoughts flashed through Dark's mind in an instant, and he could not help but sigh.
It was truly astonishing that the Eldest Prince had managed to reach this point. As Dark's thoughts turned, he realized that once he had gradually become involved in this ritual, he had unconsciously been drawn into it, eventually arriving at this stage.
But perhaps it had been fated.
At the end of this ritual, the Eldest Prince had still encountered him.
This time, the Eldest Prince had no need to worry about the outside world and could unleash his full strength within the ritual. Not only had he summoned the Styx Demon King, but also the Dark Destruction Demon God, a being even above the Demon King. He had revealed everything he possessed, clearly determined to win.
But in the end, he had still lost.
Dark's gaze shifted, and his expression