Two Choices
"Yes, sir. I will open the passage to the Paerlun Planar Prison immediately." Rupert said respectfully as he took out a mysterious parchment scroll, which was outlined with mysterious and intricate magical patterns. As Rupert activated the mysterious parchment scroll, several streams of black energy flowed out and quickly enveloped Rog and his companion.
Immediately afterward, a black spatial rift appeared beneath their feet, attempting to suck them in. Rog sensed it; the suction force wasn't particularly strong, and he estimated that an ordinary Midgod could easily break free.
"Back when I was still in the Saint-level, that's how I was sucked in," Bodun muttered unhappily. However, the plane guardian who dealt with him back then had already been found and eliminated. The bad news was that he had incurred a lot of troublesome enemies as a result.
"You wait here, Bodun. You come in with me." Rog had already Soul Enslavement, so he wasn't worried about not being able to get out. He then picked up the somewhat resistant one-horned boy, Bodun, with one hand and disappeared into the black aura in the blink of an eye.
Paerlun Planar Prison.
After a moment of dizziness, Rog regained his footing and looked around. For hundreds of miles around, there was only cracked earth, not a single tree in sight, a completely desolate and ruined scene.
"Is this the Planar Prison? What a barren place." Looking around, Rog couldn't see a single patch of green vegetation. It was even more desolate than the most barren desert, and he couldn't help but sigh.
After a brief sensing, it was confirmed that there was almost no elemental aura in this Paerlun Planar Prison, and the elemental energy was pitifully thin. Only those at the Saint-level level or above could enter this plane; otherwise, no one could survive in such an environment.
With a sweep of his vast and powerful divine sense, Rog Gehao instantly covered a huge spatial area far exceeding tens of millions of kilometers in radius, clearly revealing the situation of the entire Planar Prison.
"As expected of Planar Prison, some areas are almost deserted for tens of thousands of miles." Rog's divine sense roamed freely, instantly traversing the entire Palren Plane. With no deliberate concealment, the powerful figures in this Planar Prison were naturally disturbed.
The central area of Planar Prison.
Aide, the so-called strongest Fate King in the Paerlun Planar Prison, instantly detected this terrifying divine sense probe. "What kind of being is this person?" Even though he cultivated the most bizarre Edicts of Fate and his soul attainments were unparalleled in the entire Paerlun Planar Prison, he couldn't bring himself to oppose this person.
Actually, Aide was quite ignorant. Theoretically, any Commander could achieve this level of power using the Sovereign’s Might. However, having been banished to the Planar Prison during his time Lowgod, he naturally couldn't possibly know what the Sovereign’s Might was, and he didn't even know the specific origin of that mysterious armor.
"Such powerful soul force!" From the northwest, a barefoot, shirtless man also changed color. His loose yellow hair swayed in the wind, and he carried a large, heavy cleaver on his back.
He is none other than Baturu, known as the Golden Blade King. His strength is immense, his physical attacks are extremely terrifying, and his defense is also exceptionally astonishing. Even Aide, who is hailed as the number one king, has no way to deal with him.
At the same time, in the Planar Prison, an elven man was also alerted. However, unlike the others, he was delighted rather than alarmed, and immediately flew towards the direction from which the divine sense originated. He easily passed through the black storm raging in the sky, transforming into a streak of blue light whose trajectory was indistinct. And he was none other than Cloy, the fastest Gale King in the entire Palren Plane.
"I don't know who this powerful figure is, but I'll do anything to get me out of this hellhole!" Cloy couldn't stand this place any longer, even the slightest chance of getting out.
He wouldn't let them get away! "The guy you're talking about, is he the young man from the Heavenly Eye Clan who wears golden armor and has a third eye on his head?" Although Rog had only scanned the Planar Prison a few times with his divine sense, he still easily discovered the extraordinary nature of these three people.
"So those three eyes are called the Heavenly Eye Clan." Bodun seemed to have suffered a loss at the hands of this Fate King before, and his expression was quite displeased. The Heavenly Eye Clan is one of the few races that are born with the Edicts of Fate to cultivate the rules of destiny. This race is quite talented in terms of the soul, and is quite famous in the various Divine Plane and the Higher Plane.
"Let's go straight there!" He had just focused his divine sense on the armor of the Fate King, but he couldn't tell from the outside whether it was the kind of thing he wanted.
"Boss, this guy is tough to deal with. With that armor on, even Baturu's full-force attack couldn't hurt him." On the way to the Fate King's City, Bodun was still sharing some information about the Fate King, Aide.
However, Rog didn't care much about any of this. If the guy was smart enough, he might be spared; if he was ungrateful, then he'd just have to say sorry.
A gust of black wind swept across the ground of the Paerlun Planar Prison, raising clouds of dust. This naturally formed black storm was quite powerful; even Lowgod would have to be careful if they were caught in it, and Saint-level experts would have to flee with all their might upon seeing it.
"Who is this guy? He's with Bodun, and Bodun finally got out, but he's come back on his own initiative?" Aide's three eyes darted around as he pondered. Perhaps this was another chance to get out. Thinking this, Aide quietly waited for the two to arrive.
The Fate King's City.
In the center of this Fate King's City lies a spatial weakness. Over millions of years, the Palren Plane has discovered six spatial weaknesses. Occasionally, these weaknesses will create a gap of a few breaths, allowing people to escape.
This is common knowledge in the Palren Plane, and it's considered a glimmer of hope for these poor prisoners to escape. However, there are only six weak points in the space, four of which are occupied by the four great kings, and the other two are constantly fought over by other Highgod.
Positionally, Aide occupied the best spot, but unfortunately, he was unlucky. The Lightning King Bodun stumbled upon the best opportunity and escaped from this Planar Prison. And the time it took for the weak points in the space to appear was incredibly short; by the time they discovered it, it was already too late.
With a whoosh, long purple hair fluttered wildly as Rog flew ahead at top speed with a cold expression. Behind him followed the familiar one-horned boy, Bodun. Aide exchanged a glance with the purple-haired youth's black eyes and his heart trembled, his Consciousness momentarily dazed.
"What terrifying soul power!" Only after a truly substantial test contact did Aide discover the mysterious man's strength; those black eyes were like a bottomless Abyss with no end in sight!
"So you are the Fate King, Aide?" Rog descended dozens of feet in the air in front of Aide, looking down at the young man from the Heavenly Eye Clan. To be able to cultivate to at least the level of Seven-Star Fiend in an environment like the Planar Prison, Aide's talent is not bad.
"I am Aide, what can I do for you, sir?" Although he was known as the First King and was called the ' Life-Fallen King ' by countless residents of Paal Prison, implying that he would surely perish if he faced him, Aide still chose to be flexible and endure for the time being when faced with the unfathomable purple-haired youth, and honestly answered Rog's questions.
"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. This armor is mine. I'll take you with me out of this Planar Prison." Rog offered him two choices. "The second option is to take both your life and this armor. Choose for yourself."
Aide's pupils contracted upon hearing this, and he felt indignant!