Abel Flashed out of the Hall of Black Souls in the Throne of Destruction, but he was still struck by many lightning bolts.

As he calculated through his World Stone and Druid Soul, he would not have been as lucky if he was just a little slower. Even his powerful Turtle Shell Cloak and defenses would not have been able to withstand it!

The scariest thing about lightning was its numbing ability, which was unavoidable even if most of the damage was absorbed. He would quickly be rendered totally helpless!

Therefore, heading outside was the wisest choice.

Still, it did not come without cost. He sensed his Nine-Headed Hydras keep being attacked and vanished.

In a second, he Flashed back into the hall, but five Nine-Headed Hydras had already been killed by the Black Souls.

But at the same time, one Black Soul dropped dead and turned into ash!

The first Black Soul died, which meant Abel had exchanged five Nine-Headed Hydras for a single Black Soul!

It seemed like a huge waste, but Nine-Headed Hydras were merely spells!

When Abel reappeared in the hall, two hundred and ninety-seven Black Souls turned towards him, and mass lightning strikes shot for him again!

But since those Black Souls were more scattered, there were only a few columns for Abel to hide behind in the hall…

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Soon enough,eighteen Nine-Headed Hydras had been Summoned in the hall, and another Black Soul dropped dead.

Abel kept Flashing around while Summoning Nine-Headed Hydras.

After six more volleys of lightning attacks from the Black Souls, Abel couldn’t help but Flash outside again to distract them.

This time, with eighteen Nine-Headed Hydras working, another Black Soul dropped dead. Abel continued the process, and maintained twenty working Nine-Headed Hydras, despite their time limit.

Those Hydras could kill a Black Soul with every three fireballs, and so the number of Black Souls in the hall began to drop.

Slowly, Abel felt ever more safe, and his time in the hall grew longer and longer.

The number of Nine-Headed Hydras continued to grow, and the Black Souls were dropping dead faster and faster.

It might have looked simple, but Abel was totally relying on his World Stone and Druid Soul to fight. If he made a single mistake, the outcome would be catastrophic.

Each time he entered the hall, his intuition alerted him of the danger.

There was no god in the Dark World, so every godly ability would be suppressed, and even professionals could not use their inner worlds. Therefore, no one could fight like this other than Abel!

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After ten hours, only ten Black Souls were left. Abel had been dancing around the verge of death throughout this time.

He brought his whole team into the hall once the attacks of those Black Souls could no longer do much.

He did not wait for the Nine-Headed Hydras to finish them. Instead he just called on his knights to end the remaining Black Souls.

All of a sudden, silence filled the hall.

There were no longer a single Hell creature around, but suddenly, a red glow appeared on a statue on the platform.

It was the statue of a giant Diablo, with four blade-like limbs and a humanoid body with four horns.

It had not moved at all during his fight with the Black Souls, but all of a sudden it began to morph.

As the red glow sparkled, the eyes of the statue gained a sense of life, and it gazed at Abel.

Abel gazed back, and a strange soul energy struck at his soul. But considering how powerful his soul was as a wizard, it did not do much.

Afterwards, laughter began to emerge from the hall. It sounded like it was coming from the statue, but there were echoes all around.

It was a mocking laugh, full of disdain for life. It was the laugh of someone who ruled the world!

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Someone with a faint heart would definitely be overcome by fear.

But that was not Abel. He had been in the Dark World for too long, and his Will was as strong as steel. It did not even budge even the slightest.

Since the spiritual impact his Summons took all went to him, they were also fine. After all, they barely even had any emotions. They were almost like war machines, so those spiritual attacks were like soft winds blowing against them.

However, Abel was a little confused. Why didn’t his Nine-Headed Hydras attack that statue? Was it not alive? After all, Nine-Headed Hydras would automatically attack any living being that was not their owners.

But Abel did not think on it too much. The only way to find out was with an attack, so a lightning spell flashed from his hand.

Bang! It landed on nothing.

“It was an illusion!” Abel swore to himself.

That statue was not even there, it was a mere illusion created by a powerful Diablo!

However, a golden glow soon emerged from the statue’s body, and quickly turned dark gold. All of a sudden, it almost looked like it was alive.

By this point Abel could clearly see it laughing with a wide grin.

With a wave of its hand, a cloud of curse magic loomed over him, and a Rain of Curses poured down before Abel could even react.

It was too late, and Abel felt weakness emerging from within him.

He was Cursed; his body felt like an old man’s, and his defense quickly dropped by half.

“The Aging Curse!” he grunted.

He was no stranger to the Aging Curse since he used it all the time, he just had never expected to be on the receiving end of it!

“Get ready to fight!” he yelled, but his Summons had also been affected.

Still, he had quite a few holy knights on his team, and they began to activate their Cleansing Auras.

In just ten seconds, he and his team began to recover.

But as soon as the Aging Curse disappeared from him, the illusionary statue waved again and sent forth another one.

Abel was caught off guard once again, but this time the statue did not stop.

It waved again, and a dimension crack appeared above.

Soon, a bunch of little blue devils appeared.

Through the World Stone, he saw their leader’s Stats. It was called Colenzo the Annihilator, and it was holding a Dark Gold staff. Beside it were eight Warped Ones.

Abel instantly cast his own Aging Curse on the team of little devils, but as soon as the cloud of Curses appeared, Colenzo the Annihilator waved its staff twice.

Two spells should have been cast, but Abel couldn’t see them.

Just as Abel began to wonder, he felt his body go numb and he could no longer move!

Luckily his two wizard Summons Flashed towards the newly emerged Black Souls and cast a Blizzard Storm so they could not attack Abel.

The numbness only lasted for a second, and he did not hesitate to attack with his team after he recovered.

He knew Colenzo the Annihilator’s ability was to resurrect Hell creatures of its type, but this Dark Gold one could actually resurrect all Hell creatures, which was extremely rare!

Luckily, Colenzo the Annihilator was being slowed down by Abel’s Aging Curse, else there would have been even more Black Souls being resurrected!

The Warped Ones, on the other hand, were extremely fast with their Aura. Even as the battle started, they had already arrived in front of Abel’s knights and struck them with their blades.

However, their health was their weakness. As the holy knights and wizard Summons started to strike back, they began to drop dead.

Meanwhile, Colenzo the Annihilator threw out a fireball with its staff and resurrected one of the Warped Ones.

Abel was experienced when it came to those types of Hell creatures. In an instant, God Rank Two charged towards Colenzo the Annihilator by himself and started to attack it.

Instantly, it had no choice but to stop using spells and strike back with its staff.

However, each strike it made came with a red flare, and the energy it unleashed was beyond anything its body should have been able to produce!