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Every person’s neck is about to be ensnared by dark shackles. Chris and The Cursed String Music found themselves unable to move, not even a finger could be easily shifted, let alone speaking.

His own body seemed to no longer belong to him!

They had actually become slaves to each other!

Before the battle began, in fact, everyone present knew that there was a difference in strength compared to Mr. Xia, but they never expected it to be so vast.

It was completely on a different level!

The dark chains easily controlled Chris and The Cursed String Music, but when Ganis, The Final Gun, and Amy, the soul inside "God of Destruction," encountered the dark shackles, a completely different situation emerged.

The power of "Contact·Dominance" surprisingly had no effect on them, as the dark chains simply bypassed the three of them.

Unable to dominate.

The man with the heavy pupils fell into silence.

He quickly discovered the reason.

It was because a stronger and darker chain had already been dominating the people of the Babel Tower.

So his own strength failed.

"So that’s it, this is the truth about the power of the Savior?"

There was already a dog owned by someone, unable to be paired with a second set of shackles… Or perhaps it was because his own power was far inferior to that of the Savior of Babel Tower?

This made perfect sense.

"Mr. Xia" knew that the Savior of Babel Tower was most likely an incredibly powerful deity, the top-ranking force among the Outer Gods, the most formidable existence outside of the twenty-seven Outer Gods themselves.

It was a magnificent being created by the "Connector" and the "God of Games" together!

Even behind Him, there seemed to be faint support from the Outer Gods.

Perhaps. Even His own true form would not be able to defeat Him.

Since that’s the case, it’s only natural that his own shackles would pale in comparison to His.

But even if the power of connection and control were to fail, the battle here had already come to an end.

Ganis and The Final Gun are still locked in combat under Psychic Domination, which is of no concern at all. As for the "God of Destruction" and the girl inside, they are about to become my own possessions.

Facing seven opponents alone, it was effortless.

He muttered to himself,

"Next, it will be our final battle… the ‘Profligate’ of the Babel Tower. Deep down, I have always known that only you are the most powerful person in the Babel Tower."

Just as Mr. Xia finished speaking… a completely different, unprecedented momentum appeared at the edge of the battlefield, and in an instant, it had already approached.

The man with deep pupils turned around and gazed at the "Profligate" who had already appeared not far away.

"You’ve finally arrived, Profligate. I thought it would take much longer for you to arrive, but here you are now, just like the ‘hero in a story,’ always showing up at the critical moment, when people are in dire straits."

There was a hint of irony in his tone.

Bai Yan keenly realized that this was different from the original "Mr. Xia".

The man from before never used sarcastic remarks, but instead preferred practical words and actions.

"Sorry, I had something to do just now."

Bai Yan, with a smile on his face, held the head of Silence in his hands, its eyes never closing.

The reason why the enigmatic girl, who appeared as the leader, had not been summoned was because she was forcefully intercepted by Bai Yan on the way. freewēbnoveℓ.com

But after killing Silence, Bai Yan realized that he hadn’t truly killed "her" in the real sense and temporarily couldn’t truly kill this non-human entity.

This body was merely a shell.

In reality, Silence was an even more mysterious entity.

But luckily, I managed to snatch the Ruin-level Relic, "Realm of Infinity, Ever-changing Facade."

Whether we can resolve Silence is not important, what’s important is getting hold of the Ruin-level Relic!

He looked at the unconscious Maryse and the others on the battleground, and sighed.

"Perhaps the Savior was too cruel to them, and felt that these life and death experiences were also a kind of trial."

Bai Yan knew that his state of mind was a bit problematic, because of his ability to go back in time and come back to life, he gradually stopped seeing "death" as a significant matter.

In the "simulated battles" within the Babel Tower, the members of Babel Tower would die many times every week, so in the real world where they could go back and come back to life, dying once shouldn’t matter much…

He was unconsciously disregarding life.

"However, that’s the end of it. I believe the Savior must think that they have done well enough."

After speaking, Bai Yan in another location activated the power of the "Savior’s Mysterious Ring" and instantly teleported all the members of the Babel Tower who were present.

Summoned back to the Babel Tower!

A black mist arose and continued to swirl around several people, just as it always had.

"Mr. Xia" hesitated for a moment, but he realized that he couldn’t stop it. He could only watch as Maryse and the others were rescued, unable to do anything about it.

"The power of the Babel Tower is truly terrifying," he murmured to himself in awe.

As Bai Yan watched this scene, he calmly inquired:

"You, what exactly are you? Are you that demonic king of hell, Asmode, who is comparable to the higher deities?"

Even in the face of great adversity, the present-day Bai Yan remained calm and composed, devoid of any impulsive or negative emotions such as anger. There was not a trace of doubt or confusion within him.

As if everything was within his grasp.

"Hehe… My name is Xia, and I am also the Demon King of Hell."

The man with the intense eyes, his voice changed, becoming incredibly deep. Just listening to him would fill one with immense fear and despair.

That was not a human voice.

"How could you all think that I’m not Xia? If I wasn’t him, then how could I possess the power of ‘All Things Are Ready’? In truth, I have always been a part of him. Since Xia was born, my soul fragment has already merged with him. I am secretly influencing the development of many things."

"I am indeed a fragment of the soul of the King of Hell, but Xia and I are two parts of one soul, so how can we be counted as two separate people?"

The King of Hell.

Bai Yan fell into deep thought and said, "I command you, this is my third request…"

"The incarnation of the Demon Lord Asmodeus, you shall now crumble and dissolve, becoming dust hidden in the depths of the darkest darkness! Never to be restored, until the end of the universe!"

However, nothing happened.

This time, even Bai Yan was taken aback.

"Hahaha!"

Mr. Xia suddenly burst into laughter, completely different from his usual self. His laughter was sinister and crazed, sending shivers down people’s spines.

Caught in my trap! Indeed, it was the right decision for me to arrange The Cursed String Music to uncover the ‘truth’ and escape back here. I truly thank you, Profligate of Babel Tower, for dealing a heavy blow to my sworn enemy!

"Asmode will surely experience great pain, although this kind of contract might not be able to truly kill it at this stage, hahaha…"

He nearly went mad:

"Even if your Savior could use that time travel, you would not be able to make your demands again. The contract is the ultimate will of the multiverse, a power higher than the time travel of the annulus civilization!"

Bai Yan fell into silence and immediately derived two important pieces of information.

Firstly, the person on the other side was not the Hell King Asmode, but rather an enemy of Asmode, most likely one of the other three Hell Kings.

From the moment The Cursed String Music was banished to hell, this conspiracy had been plotting. And now, it has successfully wasted a crucial power of the contract.

Then, there was… He also knew about the time-traveling power of Babel Tower, and even if he knew, he felt invincible!

"In the face of absolute power, even if you possess the ability to go back in time, you cannot accomplish anything!"

Suddenly, the calm and imposing Mr. Xia disappeared.

"I will obtain Babel Tower! Become the true owner of Babel Tower! I will become the 28th Outer God!"

At this very moment, suspended in the sky, there was a terrifying presence filled with madness, evil almost bursting forth!

Bai Yan remained indifferent.

Looking back is useless? He had a different view on such matters.

And then, he gently reached out, smiling as he said:

"The demon king from hell, I don’t need to look back to make you taste the bitterness of failure."

He instantly turned World into a game.

"World transforming!"

At the same moment, "Mr. Xia" unexpectedly produced two copies of himself, and three "Mr. Xia" reached out simultaneously, unleashing the same innate power!

"World transformed!"

The same innate power was unleashed, causing World to twist and distort.

The three upper-ranked Apocalypses possessed power that could completely rival Bai Yan, a quasi-god. What’s more, they were even slightly stronger.

As a result, the fleeting balance of power was shattered, and the entire world transformed into a game led by Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia and Bai Yan’s bodies transformed into a pixelated style, as did the others present. The intensity of this battle was extremely high, leaving Chris and The Cursed String Music breathless, patiently awaiting the outcome.

Mr. Xia, who was controlling the game, had a victorious smile on his face:

"I have all of your power, how can you possibly defeat me? And your special power… What is your relationship with the God of Games and Competition?"

Actually, I’m not quite sure either," Bai Yan said calmly, shaking his head. "Don’t ask any further, you only need to know one thing: Counterfeits cannot defeat the original."

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