Chapter 832 - 415: No Path to Death

Chapter 832: Chapter 415: No Path to Death

These insect race members are the ones Baiyi had hidden from the beginning.

When creating the Insect Emperor, Baiyi estimated the world’s limits and the strength of the Insect Emperor, keeping them just in case.

If the Insect Emperor or Hell becomes too strong, they can effectively regulate the balance.

Now the Insect Emperor has strengthened, and Hell’s reinforcements are stronger than Baiyi expected.

Perfectly suitable for breaking the battlefield’s balance.

Boom!

The swirling of the Celestial Punishment thunderclouds becomes increasingly intense, yet the punishment does not strike down—this is a mechanism of the world.

Every strike of Celestial Punishment is indeed the Source of the World transforming into Annihilation Power. These powers won’t be wasted when the world feels they’re unnecessary; instead, they conserve energy while seeking external aid and simultaneously start birthing the Child of Destiny to solve internal world issues.

Of course, in the current situation, there isn’t enough time for the world to birth the Child of Destiny.

At the moment Baiyi entered this world, it was doomed to be weakened.

The aura of the Insect Emperor gradually causes unease in the Divine Capital.

Siel waves a hand, and six Taboo powers charge towards the space where the insect race is about to descend.

He understands well that such a level of the Insect Emperor is beyond his ability to handle.

The only chance now is to destroy the current Insect Emperor before those insect race members arrive.

This is difficult, but indeed the only chance for Hell to achieve its initial goal.

Shadows on Siel’s body slowly merge with him.

Siel hesitates a little, being the sole True God among Fallen Angels. He holds numerous cards up his sleeve and confidently declares himself invincible now in Xia.

Yet the cost of entering the ultimate form is substantial.

Perhaps he may never retain that sliver of light within his heart.

"Hahaha... I will be the King of the World. All gods, all humans, will kneel at the feet of the Insect Emperor, becoming nourishment for the insect race."

The rationality in Barro’s eyes is diminishing; he immensely enjoys the moment of acquiring such powerful strength for the first time.

The previously fatal threat now merely signifies equality; even facing gods, he feels assured of victory.

At this moment, his ambition and arrogance reach the pinnacle.

Amidst the hysterical laughter, the cicada wings behind him tremble frantically, instantly disappearing before Siel’s eyes.

Siel, in his hesitation, glances south involuntarily—Hell won’t have further support. If Lucre’s legacy emerges now, fighting for it would surely lead to the Insect Emperor’s empowerment,

whereas not contesting it would surely result in losing the legacy.

The only solution is to eliminate this Insect Emperor as swiftly as possible to regain control.

Thinking of Gluttony, a glimmer of killing intent appears in Siel’s eyes.

If Gluttony were still around, the insect race would be inconsequential.

After all, Gluttony’s restraint over the insect race was utterly absurd.

Just constant consumption ensures the Insect Hive couldn’t snatch an ounce of energy from Gluttony’s belly.

Then there wouldn’t be the current troubling matters.

Whew~

Boom!

Siel lets out a long breath.

From behind, a fierce roar echoes, instantly shattering the Taboo from Hell.

Injured, they are knocked back.

The other five Taboo looked somewhat bewildered towards the motionless Siel in the sky.

Immediately abandoning attempts to prevent the insect race’s descent, they began besieging the Insect Emperor.

The current Insect Emperor is beyond them to suppress; collaboration is needed to counterbalance.

The hesitation in Siel’s eyes fades away, there is no time...

Buzz~

A sense of justice rises within him.

The shadow accompanying him for countless ages now radiates its radiance.

Siel begins to transform, the wings behind him start fading on the left side, transitioning from pitch-black to pure white in an instant.

Moreover, his aura continuously rises, gradually reaching the pinnacle of the world yet not ceasing.

Boom!

The world’s barrier appears to flicker, rules become increasingly clear in the eyes of the God, symbolizing the world’s unease towards powerful beings.

An ever-strengthening aura causes ripples in the space to tremble, and under this pressure, the entire world shudders.

Barro, in the midst of battle, feels immense pressure, a fatal crisis once again surging.

In disbelief, he glances backward.

Boom!

A massive sound erupts at this moment.

Alchemy Inscription in the void completely disperses, countless insect race members’ dullness in their eyes swiftly disappearing.

Their carapaces open behind them, revealing the cicada wings among them, emitting a buzzing sound that suppresses the Insect Emperor’s worries.

His confidence rises again.

A command is issued through the spiritual network.

All insect race members scatter frantically, flying towards further directions, covering the sky.

"Soldiers, let the flames purge this world!"

The Insect Emperor’s flames shoot to the sky, simultaneously pushing back five Taboo.

Over three billion insect race members instantly disperse, with scarlet patterns appearing on their wing markings.

Buzz~

Devouring Flame spews from the mouths of insect race members, constantly falling upon the mountains, rivers, flowers, grasses, and trees below. The bonfire already spread across the world now becomes quite spectacular under the celestial thunderclouds above, invoking...despair.

That angel, sprawling with both evil and justice, flaps its black and white wings, gazing indifferently at the Insect Emperor.

While the Insect Emperor revels more clearly amidst the flames.

In the instants King and God meet and lock eyes, both simultaneously vanish from their original positions.

Boom!

The heavens instantly explode, and the space storms begin to sweep across this world.

Buzz~

Baiyi raises a hand, receives some pheromonal information from the world.

The world is mourning, desperately seeking aid from Baiyi, whose charm value reaches -37, a Divine Abomination.