"Is this your plan?"

Blaze's voice echoed in Qin Tian's mind, with a hint of barely perceptible admiration, "I must say, you've really succeeded."

Qin Tian smiled slightly, "Luck was on my side. The demons' rage was greater than I imagined."

If it were two Tier Seven Spiritualists, it would be impossible to reach such a mutually destructive situation without understanding the causes and consequences. But demons are inherently brutal; once they step onto the battlefield, their rationality is quickly swallowed by anger, leaving only an obsession for eternal battle.

Luck? This can't be attributed to luck.

Blaze understood well that this plan, like driving wolves to swallow tigers, seemed simple but concealed numerous steps difficult for ordinary people to complete.

For instance, Qin Tian used the tactic of diversion to steal the sole stone, then disguised himself as the Black Flame Lord, precisely simulating its aura, making the Magma Demon King believe that the stone thief was indeed the Lord; and then, despite being chased by the Magma Demon King, he managed to survive and maintained a close yet safe distance, leading the Demon King step by step to Flame Mountain...

Throughout the process, Qin Tian's spatial abilities, disguise techniques, and judgment of demon behavior were executed to perfection.

Blaze really couldn't think of anyone else besides Qin Tian who could accomplish such a setup.

Qin Tian looked down, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.

His plan not only led the two Tier Seven Demon Kings to fight each other, resulting in severe injuries for both, but also used their hands to destroy a Demon Source.

With the Demon Source at Flame Mountain destroyed, the Demon Cave within a radius of thousands of miles would no longer receive fresh blood replenishment. Coupled with demons' habit of mutual slaughter, it is foreseeable that the number of demons in the area will rapidly diminish, lowering the pressure faced by the three major battle regiments and all forces defending Infernal Demon Sea to the minimum.

"What do you plan to do next?" Blaze asked.

"Of course, finish them off!"

Qin Tian's tone was calm, yet held unwavering confidence; the two Tier Seven Demon Kings were already severely wounded, presenting him with the best opportunity.

"Using your sniper rifle?"

"No, I need to borrow your power."

Even though the Tier Seven Demon Kings were injured, they remained formidable opponents. To ensure absolute success, Qin Tian decided to use the Heaven Burning Purgatory to deliver a fatal blow to them.

This time, Blaze did not utter words like "you're too weak"; to deal with two injured Tier Seven Demon Kings, as long as Qin Tian can smoothly activate its power, it would be sufficient.

Swish

Qin Tian left his original position, flashing to a peak made of obsidian dozens of kilometers away, locking his gaze on the direction of the Flame Mountain ruins. Being too close would alert them when activating Heaven Burning Purgatory, a detail he wouldn't overlook.

He raised his hand to press the bracelet on his wrist; his fingertips slightly moved with Spiritual Power, and the bracelet instantly emitted a soft metallic scraping sound, beginning to transform and extend.

Within a few breaths, the bracelet that fit his wrist had transformed into a half-human-sized red hand cannon, its barrel wrapped with flowing flame patterns, resembling solidified magma gently pulsating.

Qin Tian held the cannon with both hands, taking a deep breath, continuously infusing his Spiritual Energy into it.

"Buzz—"

The hand cannon emitted a low humming sound, its muzzle quickly glowing with intense red light, burning the surrounding air into distorted shapes, even the obsidian underfoot started to heat up, giving off a faint scent of scorching.

The rapid consumption of Spiritual Energy made Qin Tian's face slightly pale, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, yet his gaze remained sharp as an eagle, fixed steadfastly on the energy readings of the hand cannon.

When the flame patterns on the cannon fully lit up, resembling fiery serpents coming to life, Qin Tian knew that the Heaven Burning Purgatory was ready.

Meanwhile, within the ruins of Flame Mountain, the two major Demon Kings, struggling to breathe, simultaneously shuddered.

What kind of aura is that?

The Black Flame Lord twitched its damaged wing, barely lifting its head, a trace of fear flashing in its dark pupils; the destructive aura from dozens of kilometers away carried a domineering force capable of consuming everything.

The Magma Demon King also abruptly tensed its body, the only eye left fixated on the direction of the aura, emitting a threatening low growl from its throat.

It could feel the might of that force was enough to make it perish in its current heavily injured state.

Despite the alarm bells sounding in their minds, the two Demon Kings still didn't forget their vigilance against each other—their recent deadly combat filled them with intense animosity against one another, unwilling to relax their guard even in the face of unknown threats. This deeply ingrained suspicion became their most fatal flaw at this moment.

Just then, Qin Tian's figure flashed in the sky above Flame Mountain.

He hovered in mid-air, tightly gripping the red hand cannon, the intense red light at its muzzle as dense as it could get, like a small sun about to explode.

The moment the two Demon Kings raised their heads, they met with the scorching muzzle and those cold eyes.

Not good!

The bodies of the two great Demon Kings shuddered violently, as they suddenly realized they might have fallen into a human trap.

But it was already too late.

Qin Tian's lips curled into a cold sneer as he unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.

"Boom——!!!"

A red beam with a diameter of over a hundred meters erupted from the cannon muzzle, descending like a sword of judgment from the heavens, with the might to burn the skies and destroy the earth, it fiercely smashed towards the two Demon Kings below.

Where the beam passed, ripples were burned into the space, igniting the air and transforming it into a flame tunnel that pierced Heaven and Earth.

The faces of the Black Flame Lord and the Magma Demon King changed dramatically, realizing only then that they had both been outwitted.

They wanted to flee, but due to serious injuries, their speed was significantly reduced, and they could only watch as the beam of destruction magnified in their vision.

"Roar——!!!"

The desperate roar was engulfed by the beam.

At the moment the beam crashed down, the entire Flame Mountain ruins erupted in a violent explosion. The ground shattered like glass struck by a giant hammer, forming a deep, bottomless pit that seemed to lead directly to the planet's core, with scorching magma spewing from the cracks, creating a soaring pillar of fire that dyed half the sky crimson.

The terrifying shock wave swept outwards in all directions, from the center of the explosion. The already shattered mountains collapsed completely under this additional destruction, where rocks and flames intertwined into chaos, flattening everything within kilometers, leaving the air filled with the scent of melted metal.

As for the two great Demon Kings, not even their bones remained.

Qin Tian, at the instant the beam was launched, used his Spatial Ability to retreat to a safe distance. He released the tight grip on the cannon barrel while gazing at the scene below that resembled doomsday.

The red hand cannon transformed into a stream of light and retracted back into his bracelet, his face pale as paper, stumbling a bit before regaining his balance. His Spiritual Energy was nearly exhausted, but he still managed a slight smile.

The two Tier Seven Demon Kings were blasted to bits by the cannon, tens of thousands of demons perished on Flame Mountain, the Demon Source destroyed; it could be said that through his actions alone, the threat posed by the Infernal Demon Sea had been reduced by at least thirty percent.

As for himself, aside from acquiring a unique stone, he also obtained several purple talents.

The talent of the Magma Demon King overlapped with those of the Tier Six Magma Demons he had previously hunted, but there was one unique talent named [Heart of the Earth]

[Name]Heart of the Earth (Purple)

[Type]Passive Talent

[Introduction]When you are standing on the ground, your power increases by 30%, during combat every 10 seconds you recover 5% of lost Life Value, when out of combat, you recover 1% of maximum Life Value every 10 seconds.

This is an extremely powerful talent. Knowing that most of the time he lives on the surface, it means his power is almost permanently boosted by 30%. Furthermore, the recovery provided by [Heart of the Earth] is also astonishing, especially in a non-combat state, where every 10 seconds he recovers 1% of max Life Value, meaning no matter how severe his injuries, he can recover to full health in mere minutes.

Equivalent to a talent version of a berserker's Armor.

And the two talents of the Black Flame Lord are both related to flame, integrating them with [Soul Devourer Flame]. To his surprise, these talents perfectly matched the attributes of Soul Devourer Flame, not only enhancing the ability to devour souls, and restore his own Spiritual Power, but also adding a new skill——Black Flame Corrode Armor.

Black Flame Corrode Armor: When Black Flame adheres to the enemy, it continuously weakens their defense power (Armor, Magic Resistance).

This skill has no numerical representation, but its effect is noteworthy.

Originally, Soul Devourer Flame had the effect of devouring souls and burning bones, with ordinary means struggling to extinguish the flame while it burns the enemy's soul. Now with the addition of Black Flame Corrode Armor, which weakens their defense, the power of Soul Devourer Flame has ascended to a new level.

"The perfect conclusion."

The smile on Qin Tian's lips grew clearer as he raised his hand and opened a Void Gate. Streams of light flickered within the gate; he turned and stepped inside, his silhouette disappearing instantly, leaving only the ripples in space slowly dissipating.

And not long after his departure, on that flattened Flame Mountain ruin, the air suddenly rippled with four subtle fluctuations.

Four figures clad in black robes emerged silently, with dark red Demon Patterns embroidered on the edges of their robes, faintly visible in the twilight. They wore hideous steel masks that concealed all facial features, not even their eyes were exposed.

Strangely, while they stood there, no aura emanated from them—neither Demonic Qi nor Spiritual Energy waves—blending seamlessly into the surrounding ruins, like four silent specters.

One of them slowly raised a hand, fingers spreading slightly. In an instant, intangible perception spread out like a tide, meticulously scanning every inch of scorched earth, every crack, even penetrating the bottomless pit, seemingly searching for something of utmost importance.

Time passed by slowly, with the wind howling in the ruins, scattering black ashes into the sky.

Much later, the lead black-robed figure slowly withdrew his hand, with the other three making no additional gestures, their silhouettes disappearing seamlessly into the darkness like ink drops, leaving no trace behind.

Another gust of wind swept through, lifting stones and dust off the ground, dispersing any residual Demonic Qi completely.

The air left dry with volcanic ash and the desolation of a shattered earth, as if the cataclysmic battle, along with those four mysterious shadows, were just brief dreams that swiftly faded away.

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