A hurricane swept through in an instant, accompanied by a shrill sound that made countless ears bleed.
It was as if some steel behemoths had collided in an instant, bringing about a turbulence that engulfed the entire Dusk Village.
Countless steel floorboards warped and vibrated, emitting a resonance that was hard to be heard by the human ear. The fine sound overlapped and turned into a tide, shrinking toward the tower in the center.
Three times!
Everything condensed in the snap of a finger.
— — Triple Drummer, Thunderbolt!
It was no longer a power that the body could bear. It was almost equivalent to the power of the entire Dusk Village being output in an instant, colliding with Gala's power, exuding a terrifying destructive power.
With just one blow, the opponent that was charging at him was sent flying in an instant!
It was like a great hit in a baseball field. Even Gala, who had transformed into the Upper Four Pillars, could not resist it. He was sent flying like a meteor. He was severely injured and almost flew out of the entire Helios, disappearing into the empty universe.
[Mastery: Symphony]!
Huai Shi's hand that was holding the Hateful Water split open. Blood could not flow out before it quickly healed. He could only feel that the 'lingering sound' still remained in his body, vibrating endlessly.
The blow just now had perfectly mobilized the power of the entire Dusk Village, relying on the support of the Furnace of Eternal Frost, and even its bearing capacity.
It was as if a small part of Helios had suddenly jumped into the air, using its terrifying mass to step on Gala's face!
Huai Shi was only affected by a little bit of the aftershock.
Even so, he was about to explode from the immense power!
His soul and the Stigmata also cracked under the blow.
His fingers twitched, almost unable to hold his weapon.
The instant judgment made Huai Shi grit his teeth and make such a choice.
The situation had deteriorated to the extreme. Under the invasion of the Trojan Horse, the defense of the Dusk Village had completely collapsed. After losing the advantage of being on the defensive side, they had to face an enemy that was dozens of times their own. Not to mention that the Argo Legion created by Publius had already reached the Furnace of Eternal Frost.
Plus, there was a crown-wearer who had fused with the Infernal Sequence, the Supreme Four Pillars!
The only thing he could do now was to eliminate the biggest threat in front of him as quickly as possible. He only hoped that this blow could injure his opponent and cause effective damage.
But very quickly, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
For Gala, unharmed, rose from the shadows again and grinned at him.
The Infernal Sequence: The First Four Pillars was the Alchemists' excavation of the power of Hell and the utilization of the essence of calamity. It could be said that it was the embodiment of the essence of Hell.
There were a total of seventy-two hells, which perfectly covered the majority of hells. The power of the lords of the hells was further divided by their ranks.
There was no doubt that the ones at the top were the Supreme Four Pillars, who were comparable to the rulers!
After fusing with the authoritative relic of the Supreme Four Pillars Asmodeus, Gala had been forcibly raised to the boundary of a ruler, although this power was innately insufficient, causing it to shrink greatly compared to a true ruler.
But Asmodeus' 'authority' was the real deal!
The Demon King, who was known as' Lust 'and the leader of the evil spirits, did not control hypocritical' love '. Instead, it was a temptation that could make all souls fall into the abyss and freeze!
There were countless ways to toy with souls and use Origin Substances!
Souls were the most important currency to him.
If there were no souls for him to use, then this authority was no different from a decoration. But as long as there were souls in his hands, Asmodeus could display the power comparable to the Creator!
Coincidentally, Gala had plenty of 'souls'!
On his body, there were countless golden ornaments, imprisoning the souls of all his opponents for a long time. All the losers he defeated were bound by the golden ornaments day and night, suffering torment.
Even Gala himself did not know how many there were in his collection.
Too many wars, too many enemies.
As long as he followed the Withered King, he would never lack these blood-boiling battles and hearty victories!
"A trick of the Heretic King? How nostalgic. Not a bad trick, my friend. Unfortunately, it's still a little lacking! "
Gala laughed, stepping on the void, step by step, his eyes burning with excitement. "Come, let us begin again!"
In his hand, the scythe overflowed with the brilliance of souls. Countless blessings and curses were applied to it, causing this vicious weapon to quickly sublimate into a sharp blade that could wound everything!
It was like a meteor that represented disaster.
In the whistling sound, Gala once again descended from the sky.
Huai Shi gritted his teeth, holding the Hateful Water tightly.
— Mastery, Symphony!
The power of the Twilight Village once again, along with the mighty echo, condensed into a point and blasted forward, causing the crimson meteor to fly backward.
Huai Shi spat out mouthfuls of blood.
But almost instantly, Gala, who was prepared, returned with a ferocious smile.
Looking down at his pale face, the Solidified One curled his finger. "What's wrong? Sitting on that chair and not willing to get down? If you want to sit and wait for death, I don't mind. "
Huai Shi was silent and did not answer.
Listening to the sounds of fighting coming from below, he finally could not help but sigh. He had to admit that he was not a match.
Even if he sat on the entire Twilight Village, he could not use the power of the Sunmaker. In front of the Solidified One, he could only passively defend.
Once he left the Eternal Frozen Furnace, he would immediately be beaten back to his original form and be killed instantly.
But Tongi had run off somewhere, and Garland was playing dead even when the enemy was under siege. He did not know what he was doing.
Now, he could only rely on himself.
He sighed and raised his hand.
The Ultimate, open!
Gala's expression changed slightly, and he took a few steps back in the air. Obviously, he had already known about Huai Shi. He had heard about the terrible threat of this move from Hercules.
If he was not careful, he would be contaminated by the thing inside, and he would have to face the erosion of the Eternal Beast.
Unless he returned to hell and asked the Withered King for help, even he could not do anything about it.
But now, Huai Shi did not intend to use it as a weapon.
In the situation where the opponent was prepared, this move was basically useless, and could only be used to scare people.
What he wanted to do was not to release, but to transfer.
As the Eternal Frozen Furnace and the Ultimate were once again connected, the casting furnaces of the same origin began to resonate again. They forcibly stripped most of the derived flesh of the Eternal Beast from Huai Shi's body, sealed it in the Alchemy Fire, and forcibly suppressed it with surging divinity.
Huai Shi had once again recovered the power of his heyday.
The complete body of Great Si Ming.
Slowly, he clenched the Water of Hatred in his hand.
In that case, there was only one answer left …
Gala's eyes widened, and he became more and more excited.
"Finally going to fight with all your strength?" He grinned expectantly. "That's …"
Before his voice died away, Gala was stunned.
Because Huai Shi did not get up from the Sunmaker's throne at all. He just lifted half of the broken spear, turned his hand, and threw it into the furnace behind him.
Forging, begin!
In an instant, a loud sound like a surging tide burst out from within!
Divinity was burning wildly.
In the shroud of the Alchemy Fire, the lightning in the Water of Hatred rose, and the crazy roar from a long time ago sounded.
The light of the flames illuminated Huai Shi's smile.
"Do you know?"
He held his chin and studied his opponent's expression. The corners of his mouth curled up into a happy smile. "In our Celestial genealogy, there is a good tradition …"
If you can't beat him, you will call for help!
Known condition one, the Alchemy Fire had the attribute of completely stimulating the potential of all materials.
Known condition two, the Eternal Frozen Furnace was the best casting furnace in the world.
Known condition three, the Water of Hatred was once Yun Zhongjun's Stigmata Relic.
Known condition four, Huai Shi still had a lot of divinity that he got from Garland for free.
Known condition five, Huai Shi's [Nirvana Transformation] and [Biological Rebirth] could give alchemy products the attribute of animation.
Known condition six, Huai Shi still had something like the Book of Destiny in his hands.
So, Gala, who doesn't know anything, please tell me, what will pop out of his furnace next?
At that moment, Gala's face suddenly changed.
The brilliance of thousands of souls covered the scythe blade and turned into a fleeting fanatical brilliance. Together with him, they fell from the sky!
Toward Huai Shi, toward the Eternal Frozen Furnace where Huai Shi was.
He did his best.
Slash!
What was faster than him was the darkness that erupted from the furnace fire!
It was a pure and huge disaster.
Just its existence was enough to distort the whole world and break the miracle!
Like a volcanic eruption, the darkness rolled like clouds. In an instant, it shrouded the entire Twilight Village and even covered the eternal dim light, causing everything to fall into darkness where one could not see their own fingers!
That was … hatred!
Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred!
Under that incomparably pure hatred, even the entire Twilight Village resonated!
But it was different from the resentment left by the former casters. It was a hatred that never yielded, never retreated, and never regretted!
It contained indescribable hatred.
It hated this world, hated all the cowards, hated all the betrayers, hated the death of its companions, and hated its own powerlessness.
It hated everything.
Even the thing it hated the most …
Was hell!
The hatred was like a tide, enough to fill the seven seas, cover the realm, and turn into a destructive tide. It wiped out all the impurities, pulled all the enemies, and completely perished with itself!
It was hard to imagine what kind of soul could leave behind such a huge hatred. What kind of obsession could make this hatred so pure that it could distort the world!
Now, the hatred had turned into an ocean in the clouds.
From the deep sea, the sleeping broken souls crazily devoured the flesh and blood derived from the Eternal Beast, extracting the endless vitality from it.
Once again, from the darkness, it opened its eyes.
It cast a hateful glance at the mortal world.
Look, Gala!
It sneered.
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