Amidst the hustle and bustle of the night, there were countless shouts, shouts, screams, and synchronized hymns.
At this moment, there was a new rhythm.
The sound of waves surged.
It was as if a massive wave was sweeping over, stirring up a hurricane. Everyone instantly froze and lowered their heads in shock, only to see the surging flood.
The deep moat actually began to surge violently at this moment.
It was as if it was boiling.
No, this was … … boiling!
Countless dead fish and other aquatic species began to appear on the surface of the river as the water temperature rapidly rose. A fishy stench mixed with the gradually rising steam and rose up.
It was as if an invisible ghost was laughing savagely.
Among the temperature applied by the foundry, the heat that was enough to incinerate steel was now spreading in the river. Huai Shi's right arm instantly turned into metal, already burning red. The terrifyingly high temperature even caused the chariot beneath his feet to begin to emit black smoke.
Within the Ruins of End, Origin Substance crystals rapidly decreased, turning into firewood that was tossed into the furnace, causing this terrifying temperature to rise without end.
This continued until the surging flood in the river began to boil.
In less than a few minutes, amidst ear-piercing screams, the boiling river began to surge, churning towards the city.
It was as if a wriggling giant had reached out its hands, clinging to the towering city walls. The formless and intangible boiling water began to rise, bit by bit, inch by inch, approaching those despairing faces.
Until, under the spears of the supervisors, they were suddenly swallowed up by the rising flood of boiling water!
Miserable screams rose and fell.
Under Ah-Fang's orders, countless amounts of boiling water defied gravity, spreading over the city walls and pouring into the walled city.
The pitch-black black water contained countless vicious poisons and curses. The moment it covered the walled city, all living creatures began to sizzle and melt.
On the two bastions on either side, dozens of cold white rays suddenly descended, attempting to freeze the boiling water. However, the enraged river water quickly spread, swallowing up the bastions first.
Looking from afar, it was like a strange scene in two crystal balls.
The grayish-black color quickly spread, corroding the secret instrument and dissolving all souls within reach.
In the end, under Ah Fang's continuous transportation, the moat formed by the deep ravine was emptied. All of the water flowed into the settlement through the river in the air.
Raging and surging.
An invisible force descended from the sky, stirring up the boiling water, causing it to surge endlessly. After swallowing up an inch of space, it formed a terrifying whirlpool.
Turbulence reverberated in the air.
Under the torment of malice and calamity, the sealed settlement of Hundred Eyes had turned into a scorching cauldron. Something even more bizarre and terrifying was brewing in the torrent of darkness.
In the dead silence, only the fanatical chanting could be heard.
"Then what exactly …"
Seeing this strange situation, the elder subconsciously held the reins and asked in disbelief, "What is that thing?"
"Ah, this."
Huai Shi held the red-hot Ah-Fang and thought for a moment. "I met an old man before. Although his character wasn't very good, he was good at cooking, so I secretly learned a thing or two."
What kind of answer was that?
What did that have to do with cooking?
How could something like that be secretly learned?
The elder's mind was in a mess. Looking at the city shrouded in boiling water, he only felt a bone-chilling coldness.
"Secretly learning is still secretly learning. My skills are still not up to par."
Huai Shi sighed regretfully. "At best, it can only cause a little disturbance."
If Guo Shouque was here and saw this half-baked pot of boiled cabbage, he might have laughed out loud.
How could this be considered an exquisite magical cooking dish?
It was nothing more than a big pot of stewing.
At most, it relied on numbers to feed people. It was still far from reaching the realm of gourmet food!
But, even just causing a disturbance was enough.
Otherwise, how could those heavyweights hiding in the city be willing to show up so easily?
At this moment, along with the roar of the boiling water, angry roars burst out from Hundred Eyes Settlement. It even suppressed the sound of the tide and the loud noise of the flood.
The sharp sound echoed under the night sky, causing waves of piercing pain in the eardrums.
In the city, the surging flood gradually stopped. A huge shadow slowly rose, as if it was about to overflow from the cauldron.
Along with a strange stench, who knew how many kobolds foamed at the mouth and fainted.
Under the protection and support of the huge secret apparatus, a huge silhouette rose into the sky.
It was the three-eyed mud monster that had participated in the meeting in Dead Skull Settlement.
At this moment, once it fully unfolded its body, the mud-like substance gathered into a huge ferocious head. It was like a building, constantly wriggling.
Sticky liquid dripped down.
In the mud, terrifying giant eyes appeared one after another, staring coldly at the enemy.
It roared furiously.
Countless stinky mud fell from its body, quickly condensing in the air, forming a sharp silhouette, sprinkling outside the city like a storm.
Ah Fang turned around. The thick steam quickly condensed into layers of water curtains, holding up the defense. But right after that, the giant head of mud roared and swooped down towards them.
"These days … even the toilet can become a spirit?"
Huai Shi sighed softly. He supported Ah Fang with one hand, unmoved.
And on the other steel chariot, an old felt blanket had been spread out. The patterns on it had been blurred with the passage of time.
On top of it, there was another layer of black velvet cloth. Hunting rifle parts were placed one after another, and they were quickly assembled by a pair of calloused hands.
It was placed next to Forster.
The chief engineer sat cross-legged on the felt, holding a long brass bullet in one hand and a small skinning hook knife in the other, correcting the engravings on it.
"Name?"
Forster suddenly asked, "What's the name of the person wearing the crown?"
"Name?" The snake shaman beside him was puzzled.
"Yes, name. Tell me, what's its name?" Forster said, "It's okay if it's a code name, a derogatory name or a title is fine too. In short, it's a name."
"Five … Five Eyes!"
Under the huge shadow, the shaman racked his brains to search. Finally, from the corners of his memory, he found a name. "It calls itself Five Eyes!"
"Okay, Five, Eyes."
The sharp hook knife instantly moved like a dragon. After writing two words on the bullet, the hook knife spun and disappeared from Forster's hand.
As for the brass bullet, it had already been loaded into the barrel of the gun.
He casually aimed at the sky.
He pulled the trigger.
"Goodbye!"
Then, an ear-piercing whistle came from the barrel. A dazzling golden light spread out its wings and flew out at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to follow.
In the air, it drew a strange arc and disappeared into its face.
After piercing through the endless mud, it came out from the back of its head. But then, it suddenly made a strange turn and came back in the opposite direction!
In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with the intricate trajectory of the bullet.
Countless long distances entangled with each other, as if it had become a mess.
Then, the trajectory of the bullets in the sky suddenly converged inwards.
Then, there was a tragic scream from the mud. Dozens of huge eyeballs exploded in an instant.
In the loud sound of the collapse, the huge head shattered layer by layer and scattered everywhere!
In the blink of an eye.
Only an incomplete outline was left. It flew out in horror, unable to believe everything in front of its eyes.
Fear.
"It didn't die? No, it died four times … "
Forster had already put down the gun and sighed with emotion. "There's actually one left?"
On his right arm, layers of runes flashed for a moment, forming a solemn and mysterious array.
Such exaggerated lethality did not come from the enhancement of the hunting rifle. What was used was also not some terrifying bullet. It was just an ordinary deer hunting bullet.
This tragic ending was already destined the moment the trigger was pulled!
In the path of inheriting divinity, there were two major branches — one's end point was Kronos, who had unified the changes of time and grasped the shadows of the past and the warnings of the future. The other end point was Gaia, Mother Earth, who gave birth to everything, raised everything, and buried everything.
Unfortunately, whether it was the wisdom to control everything or the compassion to tolerate everything, Forster did not have either of these two.
But back then, didn't everyone use whatever they had and use whatever was convenient for them?
If they had known that they would be able to get to rank four in this lifetime, who wouldn't have carefully chosen the most suitable end point?
Forster had long since gotten over this.
Rank four was also pretty good.
What a rank five could hunt, a rank four could also fight. What a rank five could surf, a rank four could still surf. There was no difference in the days. Moreover, wasn't he usually just burning the boiler on the submarine? Why was he so particular?
And in the path of the divine marrow, no matter where the end point was, there was no difference between rank four — they were all demigods with the characteristics of gods and hell at the same time!
This was not even limited to the former twelve titans. Instead, according to the offerings offered by the advanced and the compatibility of their souls, they would obtain the bloodline and blessings of the three titans.
Among them, the one who was unshakable was the titan hidden in the unknown, the legendary ancestor of humans, Iapetus. What he bestowed was resistance against hell and a terrifying vitality that could survive even in the desperate situation of Nether Prison.
Apart from that, it was the part that Forster was most embarrassed to say — because the remaining two titans who blessed him were both women …
Among them, one was Moneyne, born from memory and history, and the other was the goddess in charge of glory and revelation, Fu Bai.
Thus, the miracles of memory and history, glory and revelation were entrusted to Forster.
This was indeed an irreplaceable and excellent help for the archaeology of the abyss and the development of hell, but it did not have direct damage.
This situation continued until the great grandmaster's experiment. After countless attempts, Forster finally combined the power of the two and touched the moment of 'destiny'.
At best, it was just to the extent of the edge.
However, in the endless variables and terrifying pressure, at the moment when Forster was on the verge of collapse, what was left was an understanding that was engraved in the depths of his soul.
It could not be investigated, described, and at the same time, spied.
It was a miracle that could not be solidified with the Divine Mark. If it could be reluctantly described, it would be 'the shadow of destruction' and 'the road to the end'.
It was just like the legendary three goddesses of fate cut the thread of the dead.
This was an intuition.
How to lead the enemy to destruction?
It had nothing to do with the evil curse. Even Forster himself could not believe the great grandmaster's conclusion — this was a prophecy that belonged to him alone.
Foretelling the death of the enemy and making the prophecy take the initiative to fulfill.
It looked like a aimed shot, but the fate of the enemy had been shrouded in the haze of death as early as when the name was engraved on the bullet.
Pulling the trigger was the step of activation, and the bullet was just a medium — responsible for transporting the death of the future to the present.
In the end, the result was death.
When the target was a human, the lethality of this blow could be said to be terrifying, and there was no way to dodge or escape.
But if the opponent was not human, in many cases, this kind of speechless situation would occur …
Dead, but not completely dead.
More than half of them were dead, but there was still a part of them alive.
"This is going to be a little awkward."
Forster scratched his cheek and lost his composure.
He did not know whether to say that it was an aberration or bad luck — this crowned person named Five Eyes was a strange monster formed by the fusion of five hell creatures through a secret instrument!
At this moment, when Five Eyes was frightened by this blow and fled in panic, countless bones and rotten internal organs fell from the huge amount of sludge that kept falling from the sky.
He did not even care about his own nest.
He fled for his life.
Forster sighed and took out another bullet from his pocket. This time, he did not engrave the name on it — how could the target who had died once die a second time?
Before he finished reloading, a shrill scream came from the end of the sky.
In midair, Five Eyes, who was fleeing in a hurry, trembled violently. Suddenly, a big hole was blasted open. Then, there was another one.
It was as if there was an invisible thing that suddenly crushed his body.
It caused the shapeless mass of mud to constantly wail and collapse.
It quickly collapsed.
But no matter how he fled and struggled, he could not get rid of the thin thread wrapped around his body — the thread condensed from water vapor had long been deeply immersed in his body.
And the other end was wrapped around Ah Fang.
Hell was so big that he had nowhere to run.
Every time Huai Shi's finger tapped on Ah Fang's handle, a terrifying impact from the stone marrow hall burst out in his body!
Once, twice, thrice!
The thunder was muffled, like winter thunder.
What came next was not rain, but endless mud and pollution.
Five Eyes' broken body completely collapsed. He could no longer maintain his huge body, forming a stinking rainstorm.
Among the countless corpses, there was only one deformed body with ten arms that was pulled away by a bird, casually tossing it back to the Hundred Eyes Settlement.
From then on, there was no more movement.
Only the fire of the furnace burned the dark clouds red.
The sound of the tide echoed.
Hell was recreated from the cauldron …
When the casting began again, everything came to an end in the muffled sound of boiling.
"It's about time."
After a long, long time, when Huai Shi let go of Ah Fang's handle, the Hundred Eyes Settlement no longer made any sound.
In the dead silence, no one spoke.
Only the sound of peeling and collapsing rang out.
The venerable elder stared blankly at the fortress that returned to darkness.
It was over.
Originally, it was expected that the fortress would be opened with the help of large-scale siege equipment and gray-scaled assassins at the same time, after paying a huge price of casualties. Now, there was nothing left.
As if thousands of years had passed in an instant, the ravages of time brought about rapid collapse and weathering.
The huge gate broke with a bang and fell to the ground, rusting into dust.
In the settlement behind the gate, there were only streams of wastewater that flowed out from within. They meandered across the ground and returned to the moat.
When a burning arrow cut through the darkness and fell into the settlement, it made the silent colossus reveal a dignified silhouette, reflecting cold light.
It was a mountain.
A mountain of steel forged by the Crown Wearer and countless aberrations!
Countless metal ingots were stacked layer by layer.
Some were dark, some were bright, the specifications were different, and the materials were also different. But when they gathered in one place, the aura they emitted made all living things tremble from the soul.
It was difficult to breathe.
"Now, you can go in."
Huai Shi turned around and ordered the believers kneeling on the ground, "Move faster, I am in a hurry."
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