Abel sat on the platform on the top floor of the golden castle. His life was complete. His power was beyond the limits of the world, and he had the Wizard Union under his control.
Still, he knew that if he didn't capture Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael, he wouldn't be able to rest easy. They were just too powerful for him to handle.
None of his sixteen God Kingdoms, the three God Kingdoms of the Divine Spirit Alliance, and the entire Wizard Union's scanning circle and teleportation circle could find any trace of the two supreme beings.
He couldn't just walk around. He had to be on the move at all times.
"Hmm?" He looked into the distance and sensed a strange energy wave. It felt like a dimension crack, but it wasn't. He couldn't be sure.
However, his expression quickly changed as he sensed the aura of hell.
"'Little Brother', follow me!" He ordered loudly.
At the same time, he tried to determine where the energy was coming from. After he got the Wizard Union, he also got the most detailed map of the Central Continent.
This map was completely memorized in his mind, and after comparing it, he quickly discovered the precise location of the aura. It was a city called Molu City.
He put his little brother back in his portal beast ring and arrived at the large-sized teleportation circle in the basement of the golden castle.
He connected with the wizard spirit through the large-sized teleportation circle and set his teleportation location to Molu City.
This was his first choice. If he couldn't teleport to Molu City, he would've chosen the nearest teleportation circle, but it was more than five hundred miles away.
He didn't think the teleportation circle in Molu City could still be used, so he quickly disappeared from the large-sized teleportation circle.
When he appeared in Mellu City, he saw hell, a true hell.
He was stepping on fresh blood, and the smell of the fresh blood had the familiar smell of hell.
He sensed the energy of Archangel Tyrael and Wizard Basham, but he also sensed another familiar energy.
It was an extremely powerful energy. He had encountered this energy in the Dark World before, but it wasn't this powerful.
The Dark God of Destruction, also known as the Lord of Fear. Most of the time, he could only see his avatar in the Dark World.
But now, Abel was sure that this was the real body, because its aura was even stronger than his.
After all, he had the Dark World as his real world. This was the most powerful energy he had ever felt.
His figure flashed as he activated 'instantaneous movement' and arrived at the place where the three auras were fighting.
He saw Tyrael, who was currently surrounded by forty Celestial Knights. These Celestial Knights formed a circle to keep the zombies at bay.
Archangel Tyrael and Wizard Basham were attacking a red arm in the middle of the circle. Even with the two of them working together, they could barely suppress the arm.
What made Abel even more surprised was that each of these zombies was incomparably tough. The attacks of a Divine rank Saint Knight could not do much damage to these zombies, and the blood at their feet could quickly heal any minor injuries.
More and more zombies were approaching. The forty Divine rank Saint Knight kept unleashing all kinds of skills, but they could only hold on for a little longer. Once more zombies arrived, they would not be able to hold on any longer.
Under the effects of the 'Holy Freeze' and 'Holy Shock' aura, elemental waves constantly spread out in all directions. After many attacks, the forty Divine Holy Knights realized that their attacks were not very effective, so they all changed their methods and used speed reduction and paralysis to control the zombies.
Although these zombies were powerful, they did not have a real world or a Holy Kingdom. Therefore, they could only walk on the ground in the Central Continent.
Also, they could not walk fast. Their wobbly bodies would cause them to fall down if they moved too fast.
Archangel Tyrael saw Abel and yelled, "Abel, I'll leave this to you!"
Wizard Basham, on the other hand, used the "instantaneous movement" to leave without hesitation.
Archangel Tyrael's silhouette flickered, and he quickly left the battlefield. The forty Divine Paladins followed him.
Abel did not chase after them. He knew what would happen if the King of Terror entered this world.
The Dark World was an example. He didn't want hell to destroy this place too.
While he was thinking, that red arm was destroying the dimension around it. It was going to increase the size of the dimension at any time.
"Little brother, catch him for me!" Abel commanded in a deep voice.
A black hole appeared in front of him. The little brother howled and rushed out of the portal beast ring towards the King of Terror's arm.
The little brother rushed to the side of the King of Terror's arm and grabbed it with both of its arms.
The scene became very strange. The three arms were almost the same.
The King of Terror yelled in anger, "Damn, you enslaved my avatar!"
Super Diablo was his experiment in the Dark World. It strengthened his constitution, strength, will, and agility, but it failed unexpectedly.
Although Super Diablo was more powerful than his other avatar, it lacked the ability to suppress its opponent in a battle. Therefore, his avatar turned out to be a failure.
Therefore, he placed his Super Diablo in the Dark World. He wanted to see if it could evolve on its own and gain the ability to suppress his opponent's hell power.
But what did he see?
Someone had enslaved his avatar, the avatar of a demon king of hell. This was an insult to him and to hell.
He wanted to break free from the 'little brother' but the 'little brother' whose Constitution, Strength, Spirit, and Agility were not any weaker than his real body. The 'little brother' used all its strength to grab one of his arms, preventing him from breaking free.
Most importantly, he couldn't use a lot of his abilities in this world. The suppression of this world made him lose a lot of his abilities.
However, he wasn't too worried. There were 1.3 million zombies, and each of them was the most powerful force in this world. When all of them gathered at the altar, he could easily expand the dimension gap and let his real body enter this world.
Abel also noticed the situation of the zombies around him. Since the 40 Divine Knight left, the zombies sped up.
Further away, countless zombies were approaching.
The situation was very urgent. He thought about the godly wizards of the wizard union and his godly summons, but he quickly gave up on that idea.
Judging from how the 40 Divine Knight fought, normal Divine rank creatures couldn't do anything to these zombies.
The King of Trepidation had also set up Hell's Blood here. These zombies were almost immortal here.
He looked towards the dimension gap. With the little brother there, the King of Terror couldn't move at all, at least not for a short period of time.
"If I'm exposed, then so be it!" He muttered.
Afterward, a figure rushed out of his body. It was the angelic body.
The angelic body was wearing the rune word "mystery." The Holy Angelic Sword in its right hand and the Holy Angelic Shield in its left hand. Abel's consciousness was divided into two. One of them was controlling his body, and the other was controlling his angelic body.
The angelic body activated "charge" and rushed towards the nearest zombie.
He used the Holy Angelic Shield to crash into the zombie's body. The zombie couldn't help but back off. However, the Holy Angelic Sword flashed with the power of light and slashed towards the zombie's neck.
If it was any other class holder, even a Divine Knight who was best at close combat, such a slash wouldn't be able to do anything.
These zombies were summoned by the King of Terror, and each one of them was controlled by the souls in his body.
In the King of Trepidation's body, there were many souls. These souls were the souls that he had selected when he fought in various worlds. Regardless of whether it was in terms of growth or purity, these souls were the best of the best.
These souls were in his body and were nurtured by him. Each soul was like an avatar of him.
There weren't many souls like this in a world. Abel had seen many people, but he only sensed a pure soul in a few people. Saintess Lorraine was one of them.
However, the King of Trepidation had summoned 1.3 million such souls here, and this wasn't all he had.
The power of light in the angelic body was one of the few forces that could break through the King of Terror's clone. Of course, this didn't mean that other classes couldn't kill the zombies. However, the way to kill them was to keep attacking and slowly consume the vitality of the zombies.
Not to mention how strong and how many zombies there were, just the blood of hell on the ground here was enough to make any class holder despair.
The Holy Angelic Sword hit the zombie's neck. With the zombie's speed, it wasn't enough to pose any threat to the angelic body. The zombie couldn't even dodge this attack.
With a "poof", the zombie's neck was cut open. The cut was very big, but it wasn't completely cut off.
The zombie kept twisting its body. The blood of hell went up through its legs and surged toward its neck.
Seeing that the huge cut was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the angelic body slashed down a second time at the same spot, beheading the zombie directly.
The angelic body felt a green fog explode in front of him. He was already surrounded by green poisonous fog. The strong poison instantly reduced his vitality by one-fifth. However, a bottle of 'antidote' immediately stopped the continuous decline of his vitality. The poison in his body was also removed.
At the same time, he saw a soul fly out from the fallen zombie's body, preparing to fly in the direction of the King of Terror.
He grabbed the soul in his hand. When the soul was caught in his hand, it turned into a stream of energy and entered his body. His strength increased slightly.
"Angel, damn angel. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to torture your soul for 10,000 years!" the King of Terror roared.
In the sky, Abel's human body saw the angelic body fighting. His heart skipped a beat. He opened the soul chain and quickly contacted God-class No.2.
God-class No.2 directly teleported from the large-sized teleportation circle in the golden castle to the teleportation circle in Molu City. He wasn't strong enough to deal with any of the zombies, so he flew up and flew towards Abel.
He flew to about 30 meters above the angelic body. No matter if it was physical attacks or the poisonous fog that exploded after death, none of them could affect him.
He activated the 'focus' spirit qi aura. Under the angelic body's feet, the spirit qi aura flashed.
It was the 'focus' spirit qi aura. It increased the physical attack power of the angelic body by five times.
When the angelic body rushed in front of the second zombie, the angelic sword in his hand only needed to lightly sweep, and the zombie's neck was cut off. The angelic body still had the strength to easily dodge the poisonous fog.
In a battle, as long as he didn't use all of his strength, he could make more changes.
Because of the increase in physical attack power, the angelic body became more relaxed in battle.
Once again, he grabbed the soul in his hand, and his strength increased by a bit.
His eyes flashed with greed as he looked at the approaching zombies.
Every single one of them was a source of energy for him to increase his strength.
His power of the Will wrapped around God-Class No.2 above his head, and the rune word 'Enigma' activated 'instantaneous movement'. His figure appeared in front of another zombie, and 30 meters above his head, God-Class No.2 was also teleported over by 'instantaneous movement'.
On the battlefield, there was no more fighting. It was a complete massacre.
The power of light compared to the power of darkness. One side had the advantage of strength and speed, while the other side was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Everything in the world was balanced. The King of Fear used his powerful ability to transform 1.3 million level 45 zombies. If it wasn't for Abel, this power would be almost invincible.
However, in front of Abel's angelic body, 1.3 million level 45 zombies became 1.3 million strands of energy to increase his strength.
Archangel Tyrael, who was escaping in the distance, couldn't help but look back in the direction of Molu City. He could clearly feel the aura of an angel, and it was an aura of the same origin as his own.
This aura of an angel wasn't hidden by Abel's human body. It was exposed just like that, so Archangel Tyrael could feel it.
"I'm not alone. There are still angels in this world!" he muttered to himself.
It was hard for him to express his feelings. He did not think that the humans he had sacrificed were his own kind. If it was when he was safe, he could show mercy to the humans, but when he needed it, he could consume the lives of the humans at any time.
However, he had a different feeling towards his own kind.
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