Even with just those few words, Li Weisi knew what was going on, and his expression changed at once.
"Damn it, why does everyone in your world love pulling this trick? If you can't win on your own, you call for help—and the kind that calls for help across space, no less!"
Nalant frantically gathered his power, hoping he could finish Trigo off before he completed the ritual.
"Ninth Slash of Glory!"
A moment later, Nalant finally finished charging his power, and without the slightest hesitation, he slashed his longsword toward Trigo.
A humming roar immediately rang out. As Nalant's sword radiance appeared, the surrounding space began to tremble.
Boom, boom, boom!
Amid the thunderous blasts, every piece of rubble blocking Nalant's sword radiance, no matter its size, was instantly cut apart and shattered.
Then the sword radiance swept across Trigo's body like an unmatched ray of light.
With a puff, the sword radiance cut down from Trigo's right shoulder, extending all the way to his lower body.
That massive body was split in two in an instant, dark deathly energy pouring out continuously, yet Trigo still wore a smile.
"Ant... I'll be waiting for you in purgatory... you... you're dead for sure!"
Trigo finished speaking with scarlet eyes, and only then did his aura vanish. The heart in his hand also slipped free, about to fall downward.
But in that very instant, the space above Trigo suddenly churned violently, and then a black hole slowly opened.
After the black hole opened, the Demon God's Heart stopped falling. Instead, it was drawn toward the black hole by a strange force.
When the Demon God's Heart was completely sucked into the black hole, Nalant's expression changed drastically.
"Damn it, the undead avatar is about to descend. I was still one step