Facing West’s invitation, Xu Yi fell silent.
There was no way he could agree; after all, those with different principles don’t work well together.
All he was considering was whether the other party was lying—did the Destroyer of Worlds really exist?
Xu Yi felt a heavy weight in his heart; although there was no concrete evidence, he inexplicably had a premonition that the other party wasn’t deceiving him.
Was this world really heading towards destruction?
Neither spoke for a long time, and after the prolonged silence, Xu Yi shook his head, "I will not join the Ring of Destruction."
To save ten people by sacrificing one—was this method right or wrong?
Xu Yi did not want to ponder such moral dilemmas; he simply felt that the Ring of Destruction might not be a reliable way to save the world.
"Come on! Make it quick, just strike me down!"
Xu Yi was ready to face death; since he had refused the "amnesty" of the Ring of Destruction, it was natural that the other party would not spare his life.
West looked at Xu Yi with a sigh, his eyes full of disappointment.
But he did not bring down the killing blow; instead, he waved his hand, and the densely packed mirrors in front of them parted, revealing the battleground behind them.
The battle had reached a feverish intensity, with the distorted clown grasping the head of a soldier from the Black Abyss army. His gaunt palm exerted force, crushing the helmet along with the head inside, with brain matter and blood splattering.
Inason controlled the "Wrath of God" armor, swinging punch after punch, with the surrounding glass mirrors shattering thunderously.
He had no intention of fighting; he just wanted to escape from this place.
If even the strongest force of the Ancient God Sacrificial Organization was like this, the battle situation was naturally one-sided.
Inason grew increasingly anxious; he had shattered so many mirrors, yet the number of mirrors in front of him did not seem to reduce at all.
As mere onlookers, Xu Yi and West stood at the edge of the battlefield, yet Inason acted as if he did not see them at all, his gaze never once pausing on them.
It was obvious that the other party’s sense had been blocked.
Xu Yi looked at West with confusion; what was the meaning of not killing him and instead showing him these scenes?
Was it to torment him properly before killing him?
It was completely inconceivable that West would have such a hobby.
But the next second, he was stunned.
"Do you want to get something from behind the clown Pennywise? I can help you," West said softly.
"What do you mean?" Xu Yi was even more puzzled by West’s intentions.
"Do you think the clown is still of use to us now?" West countered.
The clown’s distortions continued; dense spines grew from his body, and his aura became increasingly terrifying, but this was not a good sign.
The clown was overexerting his power, gradually moving towards collapse.
"Why not make use of something that is doomed to be useless?" West said with a smile.
"Why would you help me?" Xu Yi didn’t believe that pie could simply fall from the sky.
"Haven’t I already said it? If it means killing the Destroyer of Worlds, we are willing to pay any price!" West replied softly.
"Did you see something about the future in the Soul Gate?" Xu Yi asked curiously.
West smiled but did not answer directly, "The Destroyer of Worlds is not just targeting us, but the entire world. We’re not enemies; we’re refugees in the same boat."
"Helping you this time is also a way to express my apology, as I was indeed wrong about our last encounter," West added.
Even though West looked sincere, Xu Yi was not a three-year-old child who could be easily swayed by a few apologetic words.
But he spoke up anyway, "I need to compress the clown Pennywise to the extreme."
It’s just an offhand remark, and it doesn’t cost anything, what if West really did turn over a new leaf?
"Well then, let us begin!" West suddenly snapped his fingers.
Six figures abruptly appeared before Xu Yi, scattered around the battlefield—they were the alchemical machinery of the Ring of Destruction.
Xu Yi was aware that they had been there all along; the reason he had not seen them was because the Soul Gate had misled his perception.
The six pieces of alchemical machinery suddenly emitted scalding steam, and surging energy was injected underground. Complex lines lit up on the ground, forming an intricate array that enveloped the entire battlefield.
No way! Art, you can’t be serious? Xu Yi was surprised as he looked at West.
As a master of arrays, he could tell at a glance that this array possessed a "compression" ability.
"How did West know he needed to "compress" Pennywise, and so had prepared the array in advance?"
New questions popped into Xu Yi’s mind.
As if reading his thoughts, West explained, "Thousands of types of arrays are pre-engraved here. Whichever one is needed can be activated at will."
Xu Yi suddenly realized, and became very curious about how the Ring of Destruction managed all this, given that this was the interior of the Soul Gate.
But he didn’t ask out loud because he knew too well that the other party wouldn’t answer.
The members of the Ancient God Sacrificial Organization were like headless flies; they only felt the oppression around them getting stronger, but they couldn’t see the alchemical machinery of the Ring of Destruction, nor could they sense the array under their feet.
They couldn’t escape and instead became mere tools that bound Pennywise.
Xu Yi’s heart was shocked, and at the same time, he pondered in his mind how he would cope if the Ring of Destruction used this move against him.
There were limbs and debris everywhere, blood dyed Pennywise’s costume red as the armies of the Black Abyss and the Red Devil fell one after another, leaving only Inason dressed in the "Wrath of God" armor.
Inason’s body couldn’t stop shaking; ever since he had obtained the "Wrath of God" armor, he had never conceived of a day when he would be killed.
Pennywise’s face was covered in cracks, and suddenly, those cracks opened into octopus-like mouths, and the highly distorted clown no longer retained any human form.
Inason seemed to have a premonition of his death and made his final bow.
He lunged at Pennywise of his own accord, the Wrath of God armor flickering with intense lightning. The lightning grew brighter, until it finally burst forth, resembling the rise of the Bird of Thunder before one’s eyes.
All Xu Yi could see was blue—the blue sea of lightning.
Inason had detonated his Wrath of God armor, attempting to take Pennywise down with him.
The glow of the blue lightning gradually faded, and West suddenly reached out, grabbed at the void, and Xu Yi then saw clearly that in the distance, there was a blue Bird of Thunder, swiftly trying to escape.
The Bird of Thunder suddenly let out a cry of agony, it was Inason’s voice—he had no intention of dying with Pennywise but had intended to use the self-destruction of the Wrath of God armor to escape.
Of course, West would not let Inason leave alive.
The glow of lightning completely vanished, and the power of Wrath of God’s self-destruction could easily level a nation, but Pennywise looked like he had only sustained superficial injuries.
Pennywise took a step forward, then suddenly found himself unable to move, suspended in midair.
A bright red light illuminated Pennywise, and his body began to shrink as though it were being put into a compressor, his limbs folding inward.
The light came from the array beneath his feet, the lines that outlined the array turned a glowing red, vibrated intensely, a sign the array had been pushed to its limits.
A formidable pressure acted on Pennywise; he was turned into a lump of flesh, no bigger than a football.
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But squeezing out the dark force, this level was still far from enough.
"The array can only achieve so much. If you want to continue, I do have an idea," West spoke slowly.
"What idea?" Xu Yi asked subconsciously.
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"Summon the Black Void Gate! Use the powerful force generated by the collision between the Black Void Gate and the Soul Gate to compress Pennywise," West replied softly.
Xu Yi abruptly turned his head to gaze at West.
This time the cards were on the table—him helping Xu Yi was probably for the Black Void Gate!