Paradise of Demonic Gods

Right when the female reporter was reporting the situation, the sky suddenly turned dark. There were even waves of black color that encompassed the atmosphere, and sunlight gradually disappeared.

Countless reporters and cameramen immediately turned the cameras toward the phenomenon in the sky.

One of the reporters shouted loudly, "It’s Grade! The Black Army’s Grade is here! Please do not switch channels! We’ll be bringing to you the latest news of this conference!"

Simultaneously, majority of the news scene had been changed to that of the conference hall.

Black air currents surged forth, gathering together and forming a blurry human figure.

Looking at this scene, Qin Wang’s countenance was extremely grim as he said, "Paying my respects to the Commander."

The black human figure opened its mouth, which seemed to flicker within the light.

"Where are the people from the White Army? Where is the Book of Wisdom?"

"Where are the people from the White Army? Where is the Book of Wisdom?"

"Where are the people from the White Army? Where is the Book of Wisdom?"

The moment he spoke, it seemed like there were numerous voices ringingout. There were voices of men, women, the elderly, and the young. It was as if numerous people were speaking concurrently, bringing about a strange disposition.

These were the wills of the many ring possessors that Grade had engulfed. All of the wills of the Black Army’s members had been gathered together. They were constantly tearing at each other, fighting, and forming an existence that was like a collective line of thoughts. The strongest one of them all was called Grade.

Hearing these straightforward words, Qin Wang said, "The jurisdiction of the new page of the Book of Wisdom can only be decided after the discussion..."

However, before Qin Wangcould finish his words, a myriad of roars had already rung out from the black human figure, "Mine!

"This page belongs to me!

"Gray Army, are you going to make an enemy out of me?"

Countless roars reverberated above the hall, causing the entire building to tremble. Many people started shivering amidst the seething black air currents.

Although the Yellow Army might be the most violent out of the 13 armies, the Black Army was the most unreasonable one of them all.

These consciousness that engulfed each other, fought each other, and mixed together, seemed like a lunatic. A moment of carelessness could bring forth the deaths of several ten thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

To ordinary people, the Black Army could be said to be some kind of mobile heavenly disaster instead of being referred to as a group of person or an individual.

However, Qin Wang put out his hand, and gray energy rose, covering up everyone present and protecting them. Concurrently, he shouted, "Lord Grade, even a commander can’t snatch a page of the Book of Wisdom as he wishes. The discovery of each new page must go through the 13 armies’ discussions before its jurisdiction can be decided. This was also the rule that you agreed to back then!"

However, Grade appeared as if he had not heard anything at all. Countless black shadows kept on darting out from his body, shooting out into midair and then darting back.

"I said, this is mine!

"You guys agreed.

"But now you’re going back on your words?!"

Qin Wang’s countenance started to turn grim. One reason was because the black air currents kept on colliding against his energy, giving him immense pressure. Another reason was that the other party did not pay any heed to him at all.

Furthermore, all of these things were being transmitted to countless audiences in the other armies through the television broadcasts.

...

In outer space, the Gold Army’s leader, Edward, was located in a huge space station.

At this moment, he was still busy with his experiments and would only occasionally throw a glance at the television broadcast.

When he saw Grade descend from the sky and pressurize Qin Wang, Edward let out a cold snort and the corners of his lips curled up into a hint of a contemptuous smile. No one knew who he was feeling disdainful toward.

Inside a huge ancient castle that stood atop a mountain cliff far away in the Despair Mountain Range, there were mournful and agonizing cries ringing out occasionally, giving off a hair-raising aura.

The Yellow Army’s leader—the King of Trepidation Darius—was watching the television broadcast while propping up his chin.

Beside him was the Abomination Sovereign—a General in the Yellow Army who was covered in blade scars and looking like a zombie who had been sewn up together. The General said, "These hypocrites from the Gray Army are getting overboard. To think that they would dare to restrain the Witch of Trepidation... They are looking down on us."

The Darkness Currents, who was on the other side, was a monster covered up in yellow robes. There was only endless darkness underneath the robes.

The Darkness Currents said, "We had been arch enemies to begin with. This is good as well. We want to probe Grade’s strength to see what level he is at in clearing the wills anyway. Since the Gray Army is willing to come forward, then we’ll let them do it.

"It’s just that with this, the people’s fear toward us will decrease."

The Black Army’s Grade was extremely unique and had always been the most unstable element within the 13 armies. He would occasionally go crazy, yet occasionally appear sane and rational. Grade was like a ticking time bomb that could detonate at any moment.

Right now, Grade was at the most crucial step of clearing the additional consciousness. Therefore, he had also attracted the attention of the other armies.

Many people were unwilling to make Grade their enemy, and there were also many people who were unwilling to see him regain his rationale and become stronger.

It was because the Black Army represented greed—an endless greed that wanted to possess and engulf everything. The threat that Grade would bring after regaining his rationale was also something that many people were unwilling to see.

Therefore, the Yellow Army and Gray Army had both sent someone to test Grade’s progress.

Elsewhere, the world’s tallest tower—that was over 800 floors high and penetrated into the clouds looked down on the rest of the world.

In the hall on the highest floor, the Gray Army’s leader—an ordinary-looking middle-aged man—was seated on the couch and watching the television broadcast.

Beside him, his female secretary asked, "Sir, do we need to send assistance to back up Lord Qin Wang?"

"There’s no need to do that for now," Hui He confirmed. Then he stared at the television screen and said, "This is a good opportunity to assess Grade’s situation. Moreover, with Qin Wang’s great talent, even Grade wouldn’t be able to harm him or even kill him easily."

"Then the Book of Wisdom...?"

"If Grade hasn’t reached that stage, we’ll let him have it first," Hui He said calmly, "There’ll be someone else who is more anxious than us. There’s no need for us to fight it out with this monster."A news website managed by China Radio International (CRI)