Chapter 1383 543: Number 9 and Number 10

The suddenly raised mirror wall reflected images, allowing both sides to see their own appearances.

When they saw themselves.

In that instant, they suddenly calmed down.

Under the leader's order, the rebels silently put away their guns.

The tense atmosphere was slightly eased.

Alka stared at the man who had just fired first, and at this moment, his expression was flustered.

"Why did you fire?"

"I... I don't know, maybe, maybe I was just too nervous." His expression was flustered, seeming aware that he had made a big mistake.

Because his leader was standing right beside him, looking at him with a difficult expression.

Alka just looked at him.

The ordinary rebel was sweating profusely, his body starting to shake.

"No need to be nervous, you were just under influence, so I won't blame you."

Alka said as he suddenly extended his hand, his five fingers clawed and slowly rotated.

At this moment, Chadite and others had quickly arrived.

Just in time to see, with Alka's power rotating, the air shattered like a mirror, and then a demon was pulled out, trapped in place.

Looking at the demon's image.

Alka had an expression of 'as expected.'

This demon was none other than the Mouth of Devour.

The Mouth of Devour seemed surprised at being suddenly uncovered but still smiled at Alka.

"Friend, long time no see. Your strength has slightly exceeded my expectations."

Alka just looked at him.

Suddenly asked, "Did you solve your soul issue? I didn't notice you were hiding around here coming in."

Honestly, they hadn't been troubled by the Mouth of Devour for a long time on this journey.

Alka and his group had long planted threads into the soul of Mouth of Devour, allowing them to slightly sense the demon's distributed avatars.

Knowing, around the Endless Sea, there was a rough perception.

This ability had allowed Alka's group peace for a long time.

Yet in front of them, this avatar had completely gone unnoticed.

Solving the problem then eagerly coming to irritate people?

"Hey, friend. You seem to underestimate me. So many years have passed, and you've grown so powerful. Can't I have a bit of progress?"

The Mouth of Devour asked with a smile.

Without knowing, one would think they were good friends.

Hearing this, Alka couldn't help but nod his head. There was nothing wrong with what was said.

Think about how many years had passed since they planted problems into the soul of Mouth of Devour.

For demons like the Mouth of Devour, several years were enough to figure out methods to remove soul issues. From the looks of it, perhaps it had even reversed control, affecting Alka's judgment regarding those threads.

Alka turned to look at the rebel leader with a difficult expression, and those rebels with raised guns.

At this moment, their gun barrels were aimed along with the Holy Machine Church at the demon Alka had extracted.

"Did you intentionally lure these people here? What's the point? Just to slightly hinder my steps?"

"Or do you want to control them to create conflict with me, fostering hatred with the rebel forces?"

"How could I? I simply wanted to see you. We are old friends, after all, haven't seen each other for so many years."

Of course, he didn't believe these words.

Alka felt it was likely because he ascended to godhood in the Dream Realm, having a significant impact on the World Scar.

That's why the Mouth of Devour came to spy on Alka, to see what changes had occurred.

Alka didn't believe these demons couldn't see that his Dream Realm had greatly enhanced stability capability over reality.

The power of these demons in the World Scar must be limited, no longer able to wield strength wantonly like before.

His arrival affirmed Alka's suspicion, which instead made Alka quite glad.

Meaning the impact on demons was much larger than he thought.

Alka looked at him and said, "Now that you've seen it, just wait honestly in the World Scar, I'll come back and chop your head off."

Speaking, he gently pinched his hand.

The body split from the Mouth of Devour was crushed into fragments by Alka.

The soul vanished instantly from the spot, and Lucilia couldn't stop it in time.

"Seems like you ate losses before and remade your avatar." About this situation, Alka said with a smile.

But now it appears that the Mouth of Devour had fortified its soul with stronger defense. Who knows whether it might have cleared the tiny dot planted within those soul threads.

After all, the threads might be binding a soul shell, merely a decoy to make them think the Mouth of Devour hadn't removed it.

But it doesn't matter.

Time will tell.

Having or not doesn't affect Alka's future plans to deal with the Mouth of Devour's main body.

Looking at the shattered demon, Alka turned his gaze to the rebel leader.

With the Mouth of Devour gone, the slight emotional influence on them disappeared.

Feeling this change, the leader's expression grew more difficult still. Yet, he seriously turned his gaze to Alka, bending slightly.