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The shadow on the lead castle and the throne is as thick as a solid body, and the magma-like patterns are flowing in the shadow.

Billak expected that the rat man would escape, but he did not expect that the rat man would escape so decisively.

It is indeed useless trash!

The Grand Unifier stepped down from his throne, floated to the dungeon, and sacrificed all the captives with the help of Albion's abundant magical winds.

With a single word, Be'la'ak ignited the power in the blood, casting a shadow across the ritual and tearing a rift in the material world.

Its will transcends space and time, following the painful thoughts of the sacrifice, and in the wail of the soul, it arrives at the former paradise of the old gods, now the hell of the dark gods - the Demon Realm of Chaos.

Maybe this has always been hell, because everything that has ever existed will always exist in the Demon Realm.

Belak's essence is as bright as a star here, but it is just one of countless stars, inconspicuous.

The material world no longer restrains its power, and it no longer has to bear the torment of the rules of reality, but even here, it is just an empty shadow.

The thoughts of the past and the future converge here, shaping ruins or palaces.

Some powerful beings even jokingly created a sea of ​​stars similar to those in the physical universe.

Be'lak saw the miraculous city of the old gods and the galactic empire of the former rulers of the universe.

The four mighty ones looked down at Qianqiu at the end of infinity, and the glorious creations of the old gods passed by Birak in an instant, and were submerged in destruction in an instant.

At the other end of the indescribable world, everything that had been destroyed reappeared.

The battles that have been buried in history are replayed and replayed at the intersection of time and space.

The majestic gods emerged one by one, but Bilak could not completely see them, and they could not catch Bilak's eyes. To Bilak, they were just reflections of the past.

Just like in Bilak's memory, the gods gradually discovered their endless malice, and the ancient war was staged again.

The grand war between the gods shattered the sea of ​​​​stars, the suns went out one by one, the black holes collapsed to the extreme, the universe completely lost its light, shattered into bubbles, and was reshaped in the blink of an eye, opening another round of creation.

Thousands of worlds reincarnate here, and the cycle of mortal false gods continues a losing battle.

Be'lakor even saw the silver ships of the Old Gods and heard their conversations.

Everything that was born from the creation of the universe to the day of its destruction exists here. This is the highest heaven.

If Bilak needs it, he can learn the secrets of the past through the Demon Realm at any time.

It has tried, and died thousands of times.

The Crystal Maze looms at the end of Beelak's perception, and the Brass Fortress also stands at the other end of the Grand Unifier's thoughts.

But when Bilak was fearful and greedy and wanted to take a closer look at the kingdom of the gods, he was never able to anchor their true location.

Tzeentch's divine kingdom is not ahead. The Chaos Demon Realm has no direction, no volume, and no concrete anything. There is only energy here.

All the scenes in the Demon Realm are just absurd miracles created by demons and gods using energy. They are just chaotic energy that has changed their appearance. They are alive.

It might only take one step to get from Nurgle's gardens to Slaanesh's palace, but it might take forever.

What Be'lak perceived was but the epitome of chaos.

Even the dark gods do not dare to claim that they know everything about the Demon Realm.

Billak only knew that it was currently located in the Invisible Wasteland, which was the territory that Billak once ruled.

Now the divided empire is filled with rebellious archfiends and demon princes.

Be'lak was once the sole ruler of the Invisible Wasteland. The unifiers that kept appearing took away the glory and even the power of the First Ascended One.

Every time a demon prince is born, Bilak's limited power will be divided among those who ascend.

It once commanded the mortal realm, but now it has humbled itself into one of the demon princes, an insignificant one ten thousandth.

Beelak used the blood attached to the shadow to create dark miracles in the Demon Realm.

This is a signal.

The pain and wailing in the mortal realm attracted the attention of some things. Many ignorant demons approached Beelak. Behind the tiny demons, extremely huge and powerful beings also cast their sights.

All the great demons and demon princes believed that Be'lak was up to no good, and their wills carefully hovered on the edge of Be'lak's power, guarding against possible traps.

Belak humiliated himself with various gestures of peace and performed rituals of meekness.

It needs to suspend the conflict with other powerful beings in the Demon Realm, and Be'lak hopes to get help from his former enemies.

The big demons began to negotiate with Be'lak and took away the sacrifices Be'lak offered to them.

The negotiations may have lasted for a long time, and there was no time in the Chaos Demonic Realm. No matter how long Beelak stayed in the Demonic Realm, it was only for a moment in the Mortal Realm, because it only anchored that moment in the Mortal Realm.

After the pitiable mortal beings who lack anchors stray into the demonic realm, they often return to a changed world, but this is not the case with demons.

An intruder disturbed the demons' meeting. The demons smelled the fragrance and sweetness of the elves' souls, but some demons also noticed the heat on the visitor.

This blazing heat is like an extension of the Phoenix God.

The ferocious black armor was as deep as midnight in the gorgeous demonic realm. The metal helmet with twisted long horns completely covered the face of the son of Aenarion. Only a pair of persistent, rational, and indifferent eyes were not blocked by the black armor. cover.

The fire of Asuryan lingered in the black armor, and the unbearable pain made Witch King Malekith look more violent.

The demons roared towards him, but they all died in an instant and returned to the soul furnace.

None of the big demons saw clearly the Witch King's counterattack. They could only see that the son of Aenarion had several powerful artifacts on his body. This was not easy food to deal with, so the wise demons retreated knowingly.

There is no source of motivation to drive them to attack threatening prey.

The Witch King wanders through absurd lands, looking for a way back to his homeland.

The last invasion of Ulthuan failed. Malekith was used to failure and was ready to gather strength to invade Ulthuan again.

No one could have imagined that an accident would happen during the withdrawal of troops.

Malekith had to admit that he did not expect that the Asuryan mage named Teclis could awaken the Asuryan Holy Fire sleeping in his body.

The overwhelming pain drove Malekith to flee in a hurry, and an accident during space teleportation banished him to the Demon Realm of Chaos.

Fortunately, when entering the demon realm, Asuyan's power weakened and the holy fire gradually extinguished.

This sacred fire was the remnant of Malekith's coronation ceremony when he stepped into the sacred fire of Asuryan after killing the usurper Belshanar.

Malekith does not regret the choice he made and would do it again if he had to do it again.

Destruction is imminent, and the elves must make changes.

The hypocritical Belshana is simply incapable of leading Asul to glory!