399 Dekan's Willing Fall

As mist descended from the clouds, the sight inside the temple in the darkness astonished Apotos, the Word Spirit God.

The Chaos God Realm should have been a pure land.

But at this moment, it seemed as if shrouded in gloom, with a chilling, deadly aura permeating the air.

This was Apotos, as Chaos God, had never experienced since his birth!

Dekan traversed the desolate plaza, his footsteps like the tolling of bells, as if the entire Chaos God Realm had already been devoured by him.

You're too late.

Dekan's voice rang out hoarsely.

"All the gods have left this place and gone to their true paradise."

Apotos silently gazed at Dekan. Besides the unsettling feeling that he couldn't shake, he realized that this was no longer the divine realm he once knew, but had undergone unimaginable changes and become some kind of dangerous and ominous place.

He decisively removed his mask, and with a puff of smoke from his breath, he suddenly spoke:

"Destroy..."

Even though there were too many things he didn't understand, and even though he didn't know what kind of backlash he would suffer next, this seventh-tier guy had to be eliminated directly!

However, the instant Apotos removed his mask, a dark Magic Power, like invisible vines, attacked him!

They seemed to have already covered Apotos's entire body, just waiting for him to make any dangerous move so they could seal him off!

The moment Apotos was touched by the Magic Power, he felt his body grow heavier and heavier, as if countless hellish thorns were binding him, until they pressed him to the ground. Even his mouth seemed to be sealed shut again, and he could no longer utter a word!

"You should still wear your mask."

Accompanied by a woman's voice.

Apotos strained to lift his head and look in the direction of the sound.

All that could be seen was a demon dressed in a black dress, floating gently beside the gray-haired man, her elbow lightly supporting his shoulder, as if she were controlling him, or perhaps leaning on him.

These two guys have similar appearances.

They were clearly different individuals, with vastly different levels of Magic Power, yet Apotos couldn't tell which one was the true form!

Apotos's heart pounded violently as he tried to struggle with his ninth-tier power alone, only to find his strength waning and the restraints tightening.

He finally realized that he was simply no match for this incomprehensible sealing technique structure!

Talomati used Magic Power to manipulate the mask, attaching it firmly to the face of the Word Spirit God, and then became a little lazy, as if he was finishing up.

She has already verified the effectiveness of this face mask.

This is consistent with the information provided by other Chaos God.

The Word Spirit God differs from ordinary Chaos God in that his power is passive.

The extent to which one's influence on the rules is exerted through the power of words determines the extent of the backlash the Word Spirit God will suffer. Therefore, one usually needs a piece of equipment to limit one's power of words and prevent it from going astray.

This type of Chaos God is both dangerous and easy to kill on first encounter, but once information about them is obtained, they will be targeted in return.

"Dekan, I suspect you can handle this guy even without my help."

Talomati looked at the Word Spirit God, and soon yawned slightly as if he were getting sleepy.

She accompanied Dekan to block the spring every day, and finally managed to catch a returning ninth-tier Chaos God, but he was defeated in one encounter.

"Come on, this is a ninth-tier Chaos God! How can you be so arrogant, my dear sister! What changed you?"

Dekan turned his head and stared at Talomati with some surprise.

His exaggerated acting even surprised Talomati slightly.

She quickly realized that Dekan was trying to boast.

And to get her to admit that this time it was because her brother was there for her.

She exhaled, a sigh that sounded like both a lament and Taunt.

"... Of course it's because of you, my dear brother!"

Talomati read the text with a forced smile, and simply went along with Dekan's lead.

"So even you, at your strongest, can easily defeat this Word Spirit God, right?"

As she spoke, she lightly snapped her fingers.

There is a growing trend towards breaking the seal on the Word Spirit God.

"No, no, no! I'm already addicted to your power and can't break free. I don't want to control pain anymore!"

Dekan pleaded hastily, as if he were about to kneel before Talomati, readily admitting that he had sold his soul to the devil.

"Really? Your followers have chosen depravity, while you have chosen takravity?"

"Yes, Talomati, it's all thanks to you that I've learned what confidence is. Having chosen you, I am now invincible!"

"..."

In front of Dekan and Talomati, who were chatting leisurely.

"You..."

The veins on the forehead of the Word Spirit God, who was lying on the ground, twitched.

Having just returned victorious from a world on the verge of collapse, he found it difficult to accept this sudden, nightmarish turn of events.

And it's not just about feelings of frustration and powerlessness.

What angered him most was that these two guys were insulting him so casually.

Although he knew he was no match for this ninth-tier demon.

But he didn't believe this guy, who was just pretending to be a seventh-tier Chaos God and using someone else's power to bully him, could possibly defeat him!

"Even if you scheme against me... there will always be Chaos God you can't defeat..."

Apotos lowered his head, as if acknowledging and accepting the fact that he had lost.

Because everything was so clear.

The enemy had the upper hand, and the ninth-tier demon before him was not only stronger but also possessed a sealing ability that completely countered him.

He lost clearly.

"Actually, I really think it's a bit of a pity. It was Sisina, Agamemnon, and Menelaus who went to our world. If it were you, I wouldn't even need to use the Devil King Tomb."

Dekan lifted his chin and looked Apotos up and down, then said.

He seemed to be seriously considering what Talomati had just said—

Regarding the question of how my version of the "if" scenario could defeat this Chaos God single-handedly.

Because this guy needs to speak to use his powers, right?

When facing off against the Word Spirit God, the Great Permit Holder, the King of Gag, Dekan, is no longer sleepy.

What does it mean for a father to hit his son?