Seeing the core of the array, Richard knew that he had found what he was looking for on this trip.
The massive array spanned over half of the Ghost Horror World, and under the gathering of the array, energy boiled like the ocean. In an instant, a wave of energy spanning the entire world emerged from the array. Under this wave, elements converged like hundreds of rivers into the sea, transforming into an Elemental Storm that swept across the entire world.
But in the next moment, this storm was shattered by a more enormous force.
Hundreds of kilometers away, the Netherworld Dominator’s face was ashen, and a blood-red mist constantly gushed from his body, almost rendering him into a fierce ghost.
Beside him, the Great World Tree radiated a green light representing life. Endless negative energy entered his body, instantly transformed into positive energy stored within him—
For a being of the caliber of the Great World Tree, the cycle of life and death was not a difficult ability to obtain.
"Netherworld, what are you nervous about?"
The Great World Tree stopped the Netherworld Dominator beside him, utterly ignoring the chilling murderous intent emanating from him.
He calmly said, "Could it be that you have hidden something unspeakable in your chapel?"
Netherworld remained silent, but the murderous intent on him became more intense.
"Old Tree, are you determined to oppose me? Just for a few words from an outsider!?"
Upon hearing this, the Great World Tree’s branches slowly twisted into a pair of thick arms.
"Oppose you? You take yourself too seriously. I’m different from you short-lived species; I don’t care about those nonsensical things. I’ve been dealing with you for tens of thousands of years; you should know I don’t care about the interests among races.
However, for what I need to do, you’d better not get in the way!"
The Great World Tree’s voice was firm and powerful, and his body became increasingly taller with his words.
"Netherworld, what exactly have you hidden?"
Netherworld remained silent, but the mist on him suddenly spread, like an invisible fierce beast swallowing the body of the Great World Tree.
As the mist spread, the entire world resonated with it, and the endless negative energy of the Ghost Horror World gathered in the blood mist, actually creating another world within the blood mist.
"Old Tree, you’re too confident; this is my world!"
Netherworld’s voice was extremely cold, although he knew this sudden situation must be someone framing him. The best method would be to handle it with the Great World Tree and coordinate well afterward.
However, how could the person framing him not think of what he could think of?
Judging by the current situation, the ghost might already be powerless to stop the actions of that monster. If it gets worse, he might even have been eroded and controlled by that monster.
If the Great World Tree discovers the ghost’s condition, not to mention what happens to the ghost, the entire Ghost Horror Clan might be labeled suspicious because of it.
And if that Alchemy Wizard takes advantage of the chaos, it wouldn’t be impossible for him, the Clan Leader of the Ghost Horror Clan, to be directly imprisoned as a potential traitor.
This is something he absolutely could not tolerate.
If one were to think a little darkly, it wouldn’t be impossible for the Great World Tree to take this opportunity to eliminate the Ghost Horror Clan, this stumbling block of the alliance.
"I must quickly handle this matter!"
Netherworld thought to himself, his body almost teleporting into the chapel.
The originally dark and luxurious chapel was now in ruins, and black veins like blood vessels covered the entire chapel. Beneath the chapel, these veins continued to expand at an alarming rate, and if not stopped, the entire Ghost Horror World might be eroded by the contents inside the chapel...
A voice interrupted Netherworld’s thoughts.
He turned his head and saw a Dimension Gate had already appeared beside Richard’s clone, and Richard’s Dominator Puppet clone had crossed worlds to arrive in the Ghost Horror World.
"You really are connected with the Civilization Devourer."
Netherworld’s face was iron grey, and the blood-red mist around him grew even thicker, as if it were about to swallow the entire world.
"Outsider, you talk too much!"
As he spoke, Richard only felt the sky and earth whirl around him, as if the entire world had undergone some unknown distortion.
[Space strike detected, Dimension Space Anchor activated]
The voice of the puppet body echoed in Richard’s ear, and immediately, the space around him suddenly stabilized.
"To be able to manipulate space techniques to this level, you indeed deserve the title of Breaking Limit," Richard calmly assessed, "but unfortunately, it’s not enough."
His Dominator Puppet is the crystallization of Supreme Technology, specially prepared as a weapon against the Civilization Devourer.
If Netherworld doesn’t go all out, thinking of easily taking him down is just wishful thinking.
Netherworld’s heart trembled, and a hint of dread flashed in his eyes.
For Spiritual Evolution, knowledge determines the upper limit of combat power. And Richard’s current performance clearly reflects the level of a knowledgeable Dominator.
The combat power of such a Dominator cannot be measured simply by data.
"Netherworld, why are you so tense?"
Richard looked at the Netherworld, with a spectral blue glow shining in his crystal body—a sign of energy abundance.
"I can tell you haven’t been corrupted. As long as you cooperate, everything can still be salvaged."
Netherworld said little, only a crisp crackling sound arose from his body. Amidst the crackling, his body began to swell visibly; in no time, his form transformed from its skeletal frame into a giant of white musculature.
Netherworld is actually a Physique Breaking Limit Dominator!
"This can’t be right."
Richard’s heart trembled slightly; according to the information from the Great World Tree, Netherworld should be a Spiritual Limit Break.
Although Netherworld often engages in close combat, he is most renowned for his eerie Ghostly Space and the soul-targeting Ghost Soul Domain.
How can such a Dominator be Physique Breaking Limit?
Netherworld said calmly, "People within the Alliance only know I’m skilled at Ghostly Space, but they are unaware its true purpose is merely auxiliary.
A Physique Evolution Dominator can also use magic."
Richard remained silent, but the blue light on his body became even more dazzling.
"Are you determined to oppose the Alliance?"
"No, I’m merely handling my private affairs. I don’t want anyone to interfere with my domestic issues, whether they are from inside or outside the Alliance."
As he spoke, Netherworld’s body slightly bent.
"Alchemy Wizard, I give you two options. One, leave this world now and return when I’m done with my family matters. Two...
Richard could feel Netherworld’s body gradually accumulating strength; if his answer didn’t align with Netherworld’s desires, only a thunderous blow awaited him!
Interfere or not. That is a question.
But before Richard could make a decision, an elderly voice filled with anger suddenly echoed in the air.
"Who do you want to kill, Netherworld?"
Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the blood mist beside Netherworld trembled suddenly, and then the blood mist violently split as though an invisible giant hand tore it apart.
At the end of the crack, the Great World Tree stood there.
At this moment, the Great World Tree had transformed into a tree person, with beard-like branches swaying in the wind, and an icy killing intent nearly materialized.
Netherworld’s face changed drastically, he couldn’t believe that even the Curse Demon Emperor could be trapped for a moment in the Ghostly Space, yet the Great World Tree broke through it in a few words. The rightful source is novel※fire.net
"Answer me, Netherworld! Who do you want to kill?"
The Great World Tree approached Netherworld step by step; with each step he took, Netherworld retreated one step.
Although both he and the Great World Tree were Breaking Limit Dominators, there is a tremendous gap between Dominators.
Netherworld’s body retreated step by step towards the chapel; with each retreating step, an indescribable whisper sounded in his ear.
The whisper was like the murmurs of a devil, tempting him to fall into that boundless Hell.
"Damn, has the ghost already given up?" Netherworld roared in his heart.
And what responded to him was an almost ecstatic shout.
"Hahaha, I did it, I did it! Clan Leader, I did it! I controlled him!"
Behind Netherworld, the eroded chapel suddenly roared with an earth-shaking noise, and then a pitch-black Ghost Horror Clan burst from the chapel like an adult insect shedding its cocoon.
"Clan Leader, I did it, I subdued him, I’ve also broken through that limit!"
The pitch-black Ghost Horror Clan emitted a piercing roar, and amidst the roar, all the undead in the Ash Plain were shattered to dust.
The Great World Tree looked at him, the eyes on the trunk sharp as swords.
He could naturally recognize that the pitch-black Ghost Horror Clan before him was the second Dominator of the Ghost Horror Clan, Ghost.
"Netherworld, do you have anything else to say!"