Alka sat on the throne.
Atop his head rested the crown of his dream.
He leaned against the throne in his dream, gazing at the demon before him.
Before Alka lay a massive mirror, sealed within it a powerful demon reaching the seventh stage of strength.
He was considered powerful because he was among the very best among the seventh-stage demons.
At this moment, he appeared perfectly sealed within the mirror.
The entire mirror was constructed with remarkable strength. It wasn't just a mirror; various forces supported it from behind.
The stabilizing force of the elements and spacetime clung to its back, even imbuing the mirror with a sense of good fortune.
Only in this way could such a seventh-stage demon be perfectly sealed within the mirror.
Shadow Robe stood beside Alka.
"Your Majesty, you've been staring at this demon for a long time."
At Shadow Robe's reminder, Alka nodded.
"I've been wondering how I can teach that damned moon a lesson."
So you've been displaying this demon's cage and staring at it, thinking about something else?
Shadow Robe pondered silently.
Still, he spoke diligently, "Your Majesty, I must remind you that although you are the king of dreams, you haven't ascended to deity in reality, and the Moon Goddess is a powerful goddess who has existed since the Golden Age."
It wasn't exactly tactful, but it was as gentle as Shadow Robe could go, and the meaning was self-evident.
Wake Alka up; he wasn't in a position to attack the goddess yet.
"I don't want anything done to the goddess. I just want to borrow something from her to stop her shining from the sky every day."
Previously, the Moon Goddess only shone from the sky every few days. Now, she displays her radiance almost every one or two days, disrupting the order of the Boundless Sea.
This has further escalated the already unstable front, and the casualties are becoming increasingly severe.
You must understand that with the formation of the twelve Trial Towers, the World Scar needs a stable front to accumulate sufficient strength for the rear.
A sufficiently stable environment will allow the Trial Towers to continuously produce sufficiently powerful personnel.
These people need time to grow.
The longer the time, the less effort they will have to put into training, and the better it will be for Alka and his team.
Because the twelve Trial Towers provide them with the opportunity to push back against the demons and even close the Abyssal Rift in one fell swoop.
And recently, Alka has also felt that he seems to be being targeted.
Each time, some demons forcibly held him back, their strength and abilities tailored specifically for him.
They didn't seek to harm Alka, only to prevent Alka from inflicting excessive damage on the other demons.
Even sacrificing one or two from time to time didn't matter.
Alka recognized that two of the demons held leadership positions within the demon group, likely demon lords.
Remember, among the demon heads of the past, only three demon lords existed, and Devouring Mouth was one of them.
Although the number of demon lords had reached seven with the expansion of demons, and recently seemed to have reached nine,
They were still a small number.
Sending two of them directly to hold him back was a great favor to him.
"Do you want to steal a divinity from that goddess?"
Alka glanced at Shadow Robe, then nodded helplessly.
"Yes, yes, steal her divine power. That damned son of a bitch..."
Arka couldn't help but curse.
Because this moon truly disgusted everyone in Scar World.
It particularly disgusted Sofia. While the daytime moon couldn't do anything to Sofia for the time being, it would suppress Sofia's moonlight.
It was incredibly disgusting.
"If that's the case, I'm sorry I can't help you."
After all, he didn't have the divine power to steal, so he couldn't fathom the extent of Alka's abilities.
And now, Alka had kept his divine power to steal hidden, practically unknown.
"No rush. I'm just thinking about it. Before that, I need to try out my other ideas."
With that, Alka stood up and walked over to the mirror, looking at the demon within. Apparently, this mirror wasn't like the previous mirror, which blocked the demon inside from seeing the outside world. Instead, it allowed the demon inside to clearly see everything outside, including Alka.
The demon simply glanced up at Alka and ignored him. Clearly, he had been trapped in this mirrored cage for quite some time.
"How long have I kept him?" Alka suddenly asked.
Mainly because Alka had imprisoned quite a few demons outside and used them as consumables, he wasn't sure.
Besides, these demons looked a bit too similar.
"You've kept this demon imprisoned for three months."
"Oh, that long?"
Alka muttered, looking at the demon before him.
"If you want me dead, if you want to take my soul, hurry up, you damned human!" the demon cursed at Alka.
Upon hearing this, Alka said, "Compared to your companions, your language seems a little... well, too civilized."
The demon ignored him, closed his eyes, and quietly leaned against the cage within the mirror.
Shadow Robe, standing beside him, glanced at Alka. He wanted to remind him that the demon's curses had been harsh, but now he seemed to have accepted his inevitable death and was tired of it.
"My strength has improved recently. Pray that I can obtain what I want from you. Otherwise, I'll have to capture more of your compatriots."
"Oh, then I hope you can capture more."
Hearing this, Alka shrugged helplessly. "Then you should pray that I succeed, because then even more of your compatriots will suffer."
As he spoke, Alka's eyes shone golden, and he stretched out his hand, grasping at the demon in the mirror.
New power surged into the mirror.
The demon, initially a bit resigned, suddenly widened his eyes in horror.
"What did you do to me? What are you taking from me?"
The demon, no longer afraid of death, suddenly panicked and terrified.
Finally, he felt it.
"No! Give it back! Give it back! The abyss, the abyss will not let you go!"
Then came increasingly vile curses.
One spatial chain after another bound the demon's body, but Alka was clearly unmoved.
As he grasped, a large amount of abyssal aura gushed out of the demon's body, filling the entire cage.
And a ball of something shimmering with a sickening aura was pulled out of his body.
Shadow Robe stood nearby, watching the scene with wide eyes, if only he had eyes.
He knew exactly what was being pulled out.
It looked very similar, very similar.
You know, Shadow Robe has a position responsible for stripping the divinity from treasures.
He also has his own research on divinity.
He believed he was right about what Alka had snatched out: some kind of divinity.
Or something resembling divinity.
However, it certainly wasn't the essence of this world's divinity, because the divinity of this world would never be compatible with this demon.
And now.
Alka had actually stolen the demon's divinity from its body.
But the scene now looked more like a robbery.
The demon struggled frantically, using almost all of his strength, the entire mirror swaying wildly with his power.
And the divinity was connected to its body by several threads, like breath-like objects.
As Alka slowly pulled, the ball of light, resembling the essence of divinity, drifted further and further away from the demon.
Until the last thread of soul energy snapped.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
The moment it snapped, the demon let out a piercing scream.
The entire body crumbled to ash.
And its soul, scattered in disorder, transformed into a pile of soul-like objects. His mind vanished.
Alka watched the divinity being snatched from the mirror.
It was unknown when.
The stone throne was surrounded by a dense network of defensive mirrors, blocking almost all perception.
Additionally, within the otherworldly dream, it was almost impossible for the Abyss to sense what was happening here.
"Your Majesty... You, what are you holding in your hand..."
It was the first time Alka had seen Shadow Robe lose his composure.
"Calm down, my friend. This is a divine essence from the Abyss. It looks no different from the ones here."
"Yes, yes. But the question is, how did you get it out of him?"
Shadow Robe was puzzled.
"It's simple. I've killed so many demons. When faced with them, I'm always trying to figure out how to kill them completely.
Once, I used the power of dreams to forcibly drag a demon into a dream, then killed it.
During that time, I discovered that something had left his body before his soul, almost at the moment of his death."
Alka said, pointing to his eyes.
His eyes, capable of seeing through secrets, made Alka keenly aware of this escaping force.
Later, Alka began to deliberately search for it.
And he actually found it.
This energy body, which only appears in powerful demons above the High Demon level, can escape.
That means stage 7 and above.
Alka seriously suspected that the object was divine essence. Although it was shrouded in a strong aura of the Abyss, Alka could still sense it from small glimpses and clues.
"Since these demons possess divinity, even though it's the divine essence of the Abyss.
But since the Abyss can seize what belongs to others, can I steal a small amount?
After all, I have that ability, don't I? Of course I want to give it a try, so I've been experimenting to see what conditions will allow me to obtain it."
Alka said, looking at the divine essence in his hand, and then pointed to the soul relics scattered in the mirror cage ahead.
"It seems I succeeded," Alka said with a smile.
"But it's very difficult."
Alka now seemed quite interested, trying to explain, "First, we have to get as far away from the Abyss as possible, ideally so far away that he's completely unaware of this demon.
We also have to try to remove any connection this demon has with the Abyss. You know, I've been watching this demon for a long time, stealing the Abyss's aura from him.
That's why he's become so weak now, seemingly somewhat civilized, because the chaos within him has diminished."
Shadow Robe was completely confused.
What did you mean?
Can even chaos be stolen? And the ultimate chaos from the Abyss?
This can be stolen bit by bit.
I don't understand.
What's wrong with this world?
Thankfully, Shadow Robe's face was expressionless, and he was a black shadow without any facial features, so Alka couldn't see his expression.
"By the way, I've been experimenting with his compatriots until today, and my power has become even more perfect.
How's it going? My results are quite astonishing, aren't they?"
Shadow Robe nodded involuntarily. Indeed, it was.
His Majesty was truly astonishing.
And incredibly courageous.
He dared to think and act.
He really wanted to say that Alka was a natural thief.
No.
"A master thief."
"What?"
"Your Majesty, you're like a master thief, stealing the day. I'm truly astonished."
Alka smiled, but his expression showed that he was very pleased, as he was also very satisfied with his results.
Looking at the divine essence in his hand, Alka enveloped it with the power of space and placed it in Shadow Robe's hand.
"Even though we've stolen it, it's obvious we can't use it. Once we get it outside, the Abyss will quickly take it.
So, I'll leave it to you to study. Do whatever you want. Ideally, figure out a way to temporarily hide it, or even integrate it into the world."
Alka smiled and patted Shadow Robe, then disappeared from the spot.
Shadow Robe glanced at the divine essence in his hand and suddenly felt incredibly motivated.
Because this was truly fascinating.
…
Alka reappeared in the outside world.
A smile still graced his face.
The reason he could steal both order and chaos was because of the aura of good fortune emanating from his lucky coin.
Because order, chaos, and the aura of the Abyss, like good fortune, are ethereal and intangible.
Demons are invading this world, and so is the Abyss.
Invasion brings backlash.
Although the demons and the Abyss didn't care.
As the demons spent more and more time in this world, they became increasingly assimilated into it.
The inherent chaos of this world and its various worlds made it easy for demons to invade other worlds, though they would face varying degrees of suppression depending on the order of the world they invaded.
The more chaotic the world, the stronger the demons, because the more chaotic the world, the closer it was to the Abyss.
Similarly, the longer the demons existed in a chaotic world, the more they integrated into it.
Of course, the demons didn't care.
After all, if they could take down this world, it would become part of the Abyss, and they would return to the Abyss along with it.
This was a perfectly normal process, easily discovered by anyone who deeply studied demons and the Abyss.
Even the Church of the Four Gods had long held the same theory.
Furthermore, according to statistics, most demons were unlikely to survive for long in an attack on a world.
Of course, the strong must leave.
This is the basis for Alka's ability to steal divine essence from these demons.
It's also the knowledge he's gained from his research to steal life essence.
"Come on, Abyss! I'll definitely knock your teeth out!" Alka said with a smile.
He has now taken a significant step from 0 to 1.
He just needs to slowly expand to more.
Just as he finished laughing, his good mood was disturbed by the blue moonlight shimmering in the sky.
Looking at the blue moonlight in the sky,
Arka's scalp couldn't help but wrinkle.
"Huff... Whew. Before that, I have to find a way to teach this bitch a lesson."
Taking a deep breath, Arka gritted his teeth.
The blue moonlight, mixed with the sun, scattered around him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
It had no effect, just a simple feeling of nausea.
It was like his skin was covered in syrup, sticky and unbearable.
"That damn Moon Goddess, is she a toad?"
Pororo, who had approached Arka without anyone noticing, cursed loudly.
He was clearly very unhappy. "We must find a way to teach him a lesson. I need to think about it now."
Arka agreed, and then he and Pororo walked towards the city wall.
However, all the way, Arka was obsessed with the Moon Goddess, even forgetting the moment he had stolen a divine essence from the Abyss in his dream.
Of course, he was still thinking about how to steal the goddess's divinity.
Preferably, a fatal one would be the only way he could influence the gods.
Is there any way?
Suddenly, the words of the Newborn God echoed in Arka's mind.
These gods who still wish to continue destroying the Infinite Sea derive the vast majority of their divinity from this world.
Therefore, they desperately desire to destroy this world, so that their divinity can remain theirs forever.
Hmm, it seems this might be the starting point.
Alka seemed to have a good idea and began to think more carefully.