Seven days later.
"Under the great Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard's Fate Lever, no matter how powerful this King Aibadon is, he is still nothing more than a trapped beast in a cage. It should be about time for the wizard legion to clear the field. I just hope those old fellows do not fall again... Huh!?"
Ever since King Aibadon had personally smashed King Xixi to death with the Purgatory Furnace, he had never again tried to approach the seven-colored Fate Lever's light of rules to kill those foreign Evil Gods. The once awe-inspiring, savage, violent, and arrogantly invincible Purgatory Giant King Aibadon now looked like a beast trapped inside a cage.
He possessed earth-shaking brute strength, yet had nowhere to use it.
Even so, with Aibadon wielding the Purgatory Furnace present, and the Pigwolf legion unable to flee within the cramped space, the skies gradually grew deserted. Aside from a scant few Pigwolf legion members and Evil Gods that escaped beyond the seven-colored Fate Lever's curtain of light, the rest of the metal creatures were buried beneath the flames of the Purgatory Giant legion.
These Purgatory Giants, whose combat strength had once been far from outstanding, had become terrifying existences among creatures of the same rank ever since King Aibadon was born. Relying on savagery and violence, they smashed through every enemy before them!
Shadow Sword, who was hiding with Green at the edge of the light curtain, had been speaking when he saw the rift high in the sky stir. He had assumed the Seventh Ring True Spirit Wizard was about to dispatch the elite wizard legions specially transferred here, but from the black rift beyond the seven-colored Fate Lever's curtain of rules, only tens of millions of assorted slave legions poured forth, falling from the sky