Chapter 3211: Captive BreedingEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"After that, I drifted again in the star domain. Later, I did not even know how much time had passed before I was once again temporarily sealed by some powerful strength. After that, I could no longer perceive the situation of the outside world, and even the connection between me and the main consciousness was completely severed."

"Later on, every once in a while, someone would be thrown into this space, and I survived by devouring their will."

When Zane thought of these miserable thousands of years, he immediately felt a wave of desolation.

A dignified Evil God, reduced to this point—if word spread, he would have no face left to meet anyone.

Zane had bitterness he could not voice.

Fang Heng looked at Zane, summed up the information he had just received, and asked, "You mean you were being raised in captivity?"

Zane immediately pulled a long face, thinking to himself, couldn’t he put it in a nicer way?

What else could he do? He was desperate as well.

"I did think that way, and even tried to ask the sacrifices about the outside world, but most of those thrown into this space had their minds erased by mental control. They had no consciousness at all."

Zane said this and cautiously glanced at Fang Heng.

"You are the first one pulled into the Evil God’s space who still retained complete godly intelligence..."

Zane very much wanted to add that Fang Heng was also the first one completely immune to his negative emotion attacks.

Fang Heng listened and secretly pondered.

Erasing the mind.

A psychic technique.

Most likely the work of the spawns.

Fang Heng found it strange. He could actually sense Zane’s emotions, and even clearly feel that Zane was not lying.

Fang Heng let out a cold laugh and said, "Ridiculous. You were trapped in the stone tablet space you yourself designed?"

Zane lowered his head in shame.

He did not know exactly what had happened outside, but guessed that he must have accidentally provoked some existence he could not afford to offend.

"Did you never think of escaping from here?"

"I thought about it. I dreamt about it!"

But what use was thinking alone?

It could not be done!

Fang Heng shook his head, his eyes showing a trace of dissatisfaction, and asked, "How can we get out of here?"

"One way is to have the seal opened from the outside. Then, with my own ability, I can leave."

Zane hesitated, then continued, "Or, if the strength inside accumulates to a certain level, we can forcefully tear the space apart from within, and then we can leave as well."

Not entirely useless.

Fang Heng fixed his gaze on Zane and said, "How about making a deal?"

"Hm?"

"I will think of a way to take you out. After you leave here, you must help me with something. After that, we will owe each other nothing."

Such good fortune?

When Zane heard this, he hurriedly nodded.

"Of course! Definitely! We’ll cooperate, escape from here together, and later we can continue working together."

If he could escape this place, Zane was willing to promise anything.

Only...

Zane looked at Fang Heng, suspicion flickering in his eyes.

But did this boy really have the ability to take him away?

He had already seen it—Fang Heng was not of the God Clan.

The God Clan had divine rings on their skin.

Fang Heng’s body had no trace of a divine ring.

Zane sneaked a glance at Fang Heng from the corner of his eye and muttered softly, "This space was refined through special means. Breaking it from the inside is not that easy. And if the outsiders realize we are attempting to break the seal, they will immediately apply suppression. I tried several times before. Each time I was about to break through, I was suppressed by an external strength."

"No rush. Try it first."

"All right."

Zane did not doubt him, and directly released his own aura.

The dark fog aura gradually condensed and surged toward the top of the space.

Hu!

A moment later, Zane let out a long breath, raised his head, and looked at Fang Heng.

Huh?

That was it?

It was over already?

Fang Heng had been waiting for some change in the space. Seeing this, he froze and looked at Zane. "That’s all?"

"Uh..."

Zane suddenly felt embarrassed and muttered softly, "After being locked up for so many years without food, my strength has declined greatly, and I wasted quite a lot of energy just now fighting with you..."

Fine.

At least the effort was there.

Fang Heng had gotten the gist of it, then pointed upward and said, "So what we need is to fill the inside with aura, using high-density internal aura to push open the lid above. Is that what you mean?"

"Yes, yes, exactly that."

Zane unconsciously nodded repeatedly.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes. His aura shifted again, switching to necromancy. He condensed a seal mark with both hands in front of him.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

Undead ghost fog energy surged continuously out of Fang Heng’s body!

Zane instinctively backed away two steps when he saw this.

Huh?

Not holy aura?

This strength had a strange attribute, but it did not affect him much.

This boy was truly bizarre. How could he switch so freely between two completely different auras?

Zane was still watching when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Chi, chi, chi...

As undead aura gradually filled the Evil God’s space...

Under the influence of the high concentration of aura, faint purplish-red light began to appear on the barrier covering the periphery of the space.

Good heavens! The strength this boy was releasing even had an extra dissolving effect on the internal seal of the Evil God’s space!

Meanwhile, outside in the catacomb.

Captain Miguel of the research institute’s security unit stood with his men guarding the bronze sacrifice platform.

Miguel fixed his eyes on the stone tablet on the bronze platform.

The stone tablet had been modified and was already fused with the entire bronze sacrifice platform, making it very difficult to dismantle separately.

He felt uneasy.

The Evil God had been sealed and suppressed by the spawns for thousands of years, and its strength had weakened, but it was still the Evil God. What was more, this was its home turf inside the Evil God’s space. Handling a mere invader would not be a big problem.

What worried Miguel more now was that the consul of the spawns might decide to forcibly open the stone tablet in an attempt to capture the invader alive.

They had no confidence in dealing with both the Evil God and the invader at the same time.

A martial artist hurried into the cavern, came to Miguel’s side, and whispered, "Captain, the spawns ordered us to restore the cavern to its original state. The incident of the invasion just now must be kept strictly confidential. From here on, we are to continue the guard mission."

Hearing this, the guarding martial artists all felt a wave of relief.

At least they did not need to risk their lives against the Evil God and the invader.

Miguel nodded to two of his subordinates, signaling them to bring back the remains they had hidden away.

Just then, a martial artist suddenly noticed something, frowned, and said, "Hey, look, something seems off."

Hm?

Everyone turned to look where the martial artist pointed, and their expressions changed slightly.

That was...

Looking closely, from a crack at the corner of the stone tablet, wisps of black aura were seeping out.

The ripples of that aura immediately made them think of the invader they had just fought!

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