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Chapter 1608: Chapter 602 You’re Actually an Undercover, The Giant Beast Legion’s Expedition_3 Chapter 1608: Chapter 602 You’re Actually an Undercover, The Giant Beast Legion’s Expedition_3 Under such circumstances, naturally, no one dared to make the first move.

Then, this led to the currently strange standoff.

But as the final battle was about to erupt, Jack Clark and his allies planned to strike first and draw out Devil God Emperor Eros to kill him, weakening the enemy’s strength.

And this time, the target wasn’t only Diorus.

The key to this plan was that Brooks, a demon king, had already infiltrated deep within the Purgatory Empire, and to deceive Diorus, he even personally condensed a strand of pure Power of Time.

As a Demon God who commanded the Divine Power of the time-related bloodline, this materialized pure time was a Divine Object that greatly supplemented Diorus.

If there was enough of it, it could even allow his bloodline to further elevate and purify, and in turn, his strength would surge, possibly even breaking through to the ancient late stage.

Boom!!

Black Flames danced in Brooks’s hands, radiating horrifying high temperatures that burned space, slowly encasing the strand of materialized Power of Time that Jack held in his hands.

But the power of time was too overwhelming; even just a strand consumed thirty percent of Brooks’s Abyssal Hellfire Law.

Almost half an hour later, Brooks finally exhaled slowly, his expression solemn as he looked at the over 3 meters long black transparent crystal in his hands.

Is this his current strength now? Just a casually condensed strand of power had caused him such enormous consumption.

Brooks stored away the sealed crystal, his face showing a somewhat ferocious smile, “Divine Martial Emperor, to avoid arousing Diorus’s suspicion, I need two or three days to prepare.”

Jack Clark nodded slightly, “No problem, we also need a little time to set up.”

But just as Brooks was about to leave, Jack suddenly looked towards the distant forest shrouded in Cloud Mist, indifferently saying, “Thinking of leaving now, isn’t it a bit late?”

Deep within the forest, the Horned-Split Demon King, who had almost fused with everything, showed a look of shock on his face.

How was it possible that the human had discovered him?

The Toddus tribe’s innate Divine Power, once cultivated to its grand accomplishment, could nearly transform into pure wood elementals, fusing with all vegetation.

As long as there was no leakage of strength fluctuations, and not exiting the wooden state, even beings of higher realms wouldn’t be able to detect him.

Boom!

An over one-thousand-meter-tall ancient tree, akin to a small hill, exploded, countless black-green radiances burst open, and instantly merged into the trees in all directions, vanishing from sight.

Watching this scene, Jack Clark’s expression remained as indifferent as ever, “In my presence, do you think you can escape?” With that, he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed down.

Boom!

Under the pressure of Unrivaled Domineering Power, space itself instantly shattered, all matter, trees turned to dust, mountain peaks collapsed, forming a giant palm imprint with a diameter of one hundred kilometers and several kilometers deep.

Rocks and dirt, almost pressed into Vajra-like crystal material at the center of the glassy palm imprint, several pools of black-green blood struggled, desperately trying to approach and fuse.

But under that invisible and pervasive terrifying force of Will, the pools of dark green flesh and blood gradually dissipated, with the life aura growing weaker and weaker.

Just as the demon king was about to be suppressed by Jack’s casual palm in that instant, Brooks suddenly spoke up, “Divine Martial Emperor, please show mercy.”

Jack Clark paused, but in the end, he still dispersed the Supreme Will that permeated between heaven and earth.

Immediately after the invisible suppression lifted, the dark green flesh and blood writhed and merged, quickly reforming into the silhouette of the Horned-Split Demon King.

However, at this point, the demon king appeared extremely weak with serious damage to his vital energy, his body covered with huge cracks, as he watched Brooks stand tall in the distance with a pitiful gaze.

“Brooks, you’re actually a traitor.”

Brooks said calmly, “I’ve never considered myself a traitor. Neither you nor I are essentially part of the Purgatory Demon Race from the beginning.”

“If we are not from the Purgatory Demon Race, then there’s no betrayal.”

With that, Brooks sighed, “Gulden, you shouldn’t have followed. Now that you have seen what you shouldn’t have, it’s impossible for me to let you go even if I wanted to.”

A miserable smile appeared on the Horned-Split Demon King’s face: “Indeed, I should not have followed you out of curiosity, relying on the tribal Divine Power.”

“But now that it has come to this, go ahead.”

“If I can die at your hand, Brooks, then I, Gulden, have no regrets in this life.”

At this time, the Horned-Split Demon King’s eyes showed determination. It understood that even if its good friend Brooks wanted to let it go, that terrifying human would not agree.

Rather than trouble a friend, it would prefer to die by his hand to prevent him from being blamed by that terrifying human.

With a sigh!

Watching the massive Divine Soul shadow emerge behind him, awaiting his move, Brooks took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the black-haired young man standing with his hands behind his back and spoke solemnly, “Divine Martial Emperor, could you possibly spare its life? With Gulden’s cooperation, it might be easier to gain Diorus’s trust.”

Jack Clark replied indifferently, “Sparing its life is not out of the question, but I’m not sure if it is willing to betray the Purgatory Demon Race.”

A common demon king could easily be controlled or crushed to death with his current strength.

However, though he could impose a Seal to control life and death of the soul, he could not influence its thoughts; any control over will would be immediately detected by those Demon Gods.

In other words, Brooks was gambling his own life on the demon’s loyalty to the Purgatory Demon Race.

And in consideration of Brooks’s contribution to the Human Race, Jack Clark did not reject the request.

Brooks, not expecting Jack Clark to be so agreeable, paused then gratefully glanced at him, then turned to look at the distant Horned-Split Demon King: “Gulden, did you hear? Now release your Divine Soul and let the Emperor impose the Seal, swear to join the Human Alliance, and you can be spared from death.”

“No, I can’t do that,” the Horned-Split Demon King struggled as he spoke.

Brooks, astonished, asked, “Why?”

He couldn’t understand why the Horned-Split Demon King would refuse.

The Horned-Split Demon King, with a resolute gaze, declared, “Our Toddus tribe reveres the soul. We believe the soul is supremely pure and sacred. Even in death, it shall not be desecrated by others. It is absolutely impossible for me to open up my soul and let him impose the Seal.”

Damn, what kind of belief is this? Even Brooks couldn’t help but curse at this moment.

Jack Clark had already agreed to spare the creature’s life, yet it ended up dying for its own beliefs.

As Brooks pondered how to persuade this fool, the Horned-Split Demon King earnestly said, “But if you, Brooks, are the one to impose the soul Seal on me, I can reluctantly go against my beliefs.”

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