In the darkness, Michelle opened her eyes on the altar.
"Has it begun?" he asked.
"Yes."
The old man below the altar nodded and quietly waited for the order from the host.
A damp wind blew from afar.
"It's raining …"
Michelle muttered in realization.
"Yes."
"I've only slept for a while, and it's already like this?"
Michelle lifted her turbid eyes from the restraints of the altar.
Countless sharp thorns and roots pierced out of his body, coiling around the throne that represented the seat of God. In the end, the roots sank into the ground and stone slabs one by one, connecting him and this huge divine mark as one.
Then, a heavy pulse and heartbeat came from the depths of the darkness, like a tide.
With every pulse, Michelle's eyes were filled with painful blood vessels. They overlapped and covered her old eyes in a scarlet red.
"I originally thought that I would be able to last longer … Looks like I'm really getting old."
Michelle murmured softly. She lowered her head weakly as if she did not even have the strength to support her neck.
So tired.
He said, "As for what happens afterwards, no, I should say 'victory or defeat', I'll leave it to you, Pan Delong."
Beneath the altar, Elder Pan Delong's shoulders jolted, and he couldn't help but step forward with widened eyes. "Please don't give up so easily …"
"I didn't give up …"
Michelle interrupted him and told him calmly, "Pan Delong, I haven't given up yet."
Pan Delong was stunned.
"Now that things have come to this, I feel very ashamed."
On the altar, the alchemist said, "I am no match for Mikhail."
"Even if I can tie with him now, it's not because of my talent and hard work, but because I've already used all the dirty methods. No matter the cost, no matter the means … "
However, this was already his limit.
Even if he used the last of his strength, he was still unable to cross that bottomless abyss.
He had tried and prayed countless times, but that was all he could do.
Michelle said calmly, "From the past until now, I have never won against him, not even once."
Thus, he admitted the bloody truth with great humiliation.
Whether it was the results, the status, the identity, or the woman he loved.
Looking back on his life of unwillingness, grief, and indignation, those vivid memories were actually all engraved with pale defeats.
He chased with all his might and used all his means to challenge it, but in the end, he could only fall into the abyss with bitterness and pain.
The pain of the shadow can never be seen by those who are illuminated by the sun.
He'd originally thought that after so many years, he'd already been able to forget those lowly pasts, toss them aside, and play down everything. But now, when he thought about it, he felt such heart-wrenching pain, and such … unwillingness!
He had never hated failure as much as he did now. No matter how small the failure was, he could not accept it.
He had never desired victory as much as he did now, even if it was the most humble and insignificant victory …
"I'm already old, Pan Delong. I can't take another step forward."
"However, you still have a future and possibilities."
Michelle lowered his head, begging like a beggar. He said, "Please, help me win against him."
"Before I die of old age, let me try one more time."
"I've lost countless times in my life, but only this time … … I want to win!"
In the silence, Pan Delong wanted to look away. He couldn't bear to see his close friend in such a sorry state, but some kind of force didn't allow him to look away.
It didn't allow him to look down on that thin and tired man.
It didn't allow him to avoid such a request.
"You'll win, Michelle!"
Pan Delong raised his head and told him with determination, as if he was declaring the truth.
"I promise, we'll win!"
Hence, the alchemist on the altar chuckled softly.
"Thank you, Pan Delong."
He calmly closed his eyes.
He no longer had any worries.
Here, he offered this old body as a sacrifice, imitating the inverted god who had once sacrificed himself. His consciousness once again sank into the storm of Origin Substances and miracles.
Controlling the miracles, he transformed into the reflections of the Holy Spirits on the ground.
At that moment, the alien realm of the Underworld, Tlatelorcan, rumbled.
Endless lightning burst forth and slashed at the dome giant in front of him!
'Michael' from America and 'Michael' from the Russian Federation, two names of the same origin, two brothers of the same sect, two completely different fates … …
With forty-two years of humiliation and unwillingness, he once again stood on the arena and challenged the unattainable 'Great Grandmaster'!
The reflection of the Holy Spirits opened his eyes above the clouds.
Come on, Mikhail!
Let us once again … … determine the winner!
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The sky and earth shook, thunder and lightning struck.
The earth trembled continuously, and the rain of blood was swept up into the sky by the hurricane. Behind the broken dark clouds, huge shadows collided with each other, bursting out a disaster-like tornado.
Huai Shi leaned against the window in shock and stared at the intense flash of light coming from above.
What the hell was going on?
The battle had started?
Had the dome giant and the alien realm of the Underworld entered a decisive battle now?
The newbie on the ground trembled.
Once again, he became an ant under the giant's feet, dodging the aftermath of the sky in a sorry state. However, he couldn't go back home to wash up and sleep. Instead, he stubbornly drilled into the deepest part of hell.
Huai Shi felt that there must be something wrong with these people's brains.
Including himself.
The hell he saw along the way was no longer as dead as it used to be. Instead, it seemed to have been resurrected in the war, revealing traces of a ferocious aura.
Under the countless ruins, blood rain and febrile wind covered the place.
Even through the carriage and wearing a breathing device, he could feel the terrifying toxicity and harm in the hurricane … … The closer he got to the Central Tower, the more he could feel the trauma that was once engraved on this land.
There were even traces left behind from the war between the workshop masters and the Sea of Titans.
Countless huge humanoid war machines and all kinds of strange corpses … …
They fell messily among the ruins and turned into stone statues under the curse, but they still retained the pain and despair before they died.
Now, they were all broken.
But when everyone began to feel numb to this, Huai Shi's heart was faintly filled with doubts and puzzlement. He couldn't tell what the problem was.
Until the wreckage was thrown out of sight as the truck rumbled forward.
Huai Shi's heart trembled, and he suddenly came to a realization.
Those corpses and wreckage all fell with their backs to the tower.
It was as if they were … fleeing?
In his astonishment, his vision blurred, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
Amidst the countless broken walls and petrified corpses, he once again saw that strange figure through the turbulent rain of blood …
Condra!
Behind the broken mask, countless machines and gears emerged.
He stared at Huai Shi, his lips moving as if he was saying something.
Soon, he disappeared without a trace.
It was not until this time that Huai Shi noticed Ogyust not far away.
He was looking in the direction where Condra disappeared, unable to take his eyes off it until it was blocked and covered by layers of ruins and wreckage as the truck moved forward.
He clenched the scabbard of the short knife in his hand tightly.
After a long, long time, he let go … …
He could see it too.
On the iron crystal seat, Huai Shi had heard about their relationship.
Just like a father and son.
Condra was the one who raised Ogyust single-handedly. When Condra was assimilated by hell, Ogyust was by his side.
He even once told Huai Shi that if it wasn't for Condra, he would be the one who was assimilated.
He could understand the pain and helplessness in his heart at this moment.
Huai Shi lowered his eyes and didn't speak.
The truck was still moving forward, speeding through the heavy rain and strong winds. The originally short journey turned out to be so long. In this turbulent hell, everything was changing rapidly.
The earth rose and collapsed, the sky cracked and healed.
Everything was swallowed up by the raging tide.
Everything seemed to have been pushed to the edge of a cliff and was in danger.
But no one thought that the war would come so quickly.
Just under the tower, when the ground layer violently changed and the truck made a sharp turn, it collided with a huge chimera.
In the loud noise and shock, if it weren't for the restraint of the seat belt, everyone would have flown out of their chairs.
It was as if they accidentally broke into a large group of Ivy.
Artillery fire rushed toward them.
Seeing the huge chimera pouncing toward them, everyone's face suddenly changed.
No, they did … … break into Ivy's attack route, and there were several chimeras guarding this place.
"Damn it, meeting at the corner!"
Huai Shi was stunned and sighed, "Is this the beginning of some kind of youth campus love?"
"Unfortunately, you are already 18 years old and no longer youthful. There is no such thing as a campus in hell … … But at least you can fight for love."
Ogyust grabbed the safety rope and looked at Huai Shi meaningfully. He was still in the mood to joke, "If you can rely on your looks to attract the opponent's main combat power, it will be a great achievement."
"… … Forget about this kind of achievement!"
Sensing the dangerous gaze of the girl next to him, Huai Shi's hair stood on end, "Don't talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander!"
"The legal department is really scary."
Laughter and shock spread out again, and everyone's vision turned black.
Hell's Car God was on the road again.
The truck suddenly turned and narrowly avoided the chimera's attack. Then, it spat out a tail flame, turned around under the feet of the giant-like chimera, and sped straight toward the tower.
Behind the truck, countless drones had dissolved into nano-sequences and were reorganizing, forming an ivory tower of war weapon, and pouncing toward Ivy's chimera.
The giant monster and steel wrestled together. Accompanied by an explosion, flames rose from the rainstorm again.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief.
Then, live bombs fell from the sky, and countless shrill screams burst forth. The man-made biological weapons spread their wings and suddenly rose into the sky, pouncing toward the ground.
Blazing flames rose from the ground.
Air waves rolled.
An ear-piercing alarm suddenly appeared in the car along with a deadly crisis.
After crashing through the wall in front of them, they saw the Eye of Nightmare spreading out in the rainstorm, and even a few chimeras soaring in the blood rain like squids.
Specialized Living Explosive Bomb!
Dozens of tentacles danced, and they suddenly pounced toward the truck. The lock was complete!
With such a tight formation and defense, it could no longer be described as a coincidence … Ivy League knew their location! No, the preparation was so thorough that even the entire plan had been made clear to him!
Otherwise, how could they have so delicately penetrated the rear of their position and sniped them?
In the next moment, the squids soaring in the rainstorm suddenly accelerated, and one of them had already pounced in front of the truck.
Without giving them any chance to dodge, it quickly expanded and exploded.
Flames burst out!
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