Stinky and sticky.
This was the first feeling Sui Xiong had after he rushed into the red light.
The stinky and sticky was the malice that was so thick that it had materialized.
Hatred, resentment, hatred towards all living beings in the world, hatred towards all good things, hatred towards all good things, and even hatred towards all things that existed.
Endless hatred intertwined together, and it was complete evil.
There was no need for more reasons. This extreme hatred was the deepest and purest evil, without any impurities.
The moment he rushed in, Sui Xiong even had a feeling that he was almost suffocating.
At this moment, he was extremely glad that he did not need to breathe. Otherwise, if he breathed in this damned thing … even if his body could resist its corrosion, it would still be super disgusting!
He secretly smiled, using a smile to relieve the pressure in his heart.
Surviving and fighting in this kind of environment really made him feel a lot of pressure. If he did not relieve the pressure, he was worried that he would go crazy.
(Go crazy?!)
Sui Xiong suddenly froze and frowned.
He thought of the strange chaos he saw just now.
The power of chaos was vague and chaotic, but it was shockingly infectious and corrosive. But at the end of the day, it was actually an extremely deep malice. It was just that he did not realize it.
It was not that there was a problem with his observation ability, but because of the great danger of his mind being corroded by the power of chaos, he subconsciously ignored the malice and whatnot.
Now that he came to the Devil Star "Yin Chen", he suddenly realized that the malice contained in this Devil Star was slightly different from the malice in the chaos, but the root of it was very similar.
Could it be that … the thing that smashed down this Devil Star and wanted to destroy Void City was that strange chaos?
Sui Xiong pondered for a moment and shook his head.
Impossible. If it was that guy, there was absolutely no need to go through so much trouble. It only needed to crush the entire Void City with a single finger. It didn't even need to use a second finger to crush the entire Void City into pieces. Not a single piece would be left intact.
Why would an expert with this kind of power take a detour and avoid what is close at hand?
Thinking of this, he could not help but smile and let out a sigh of relief.
The power of this Devil Star was most likely related to that guy, but as long as it was not that guy's own means, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Or rather, after meeting that guy, Yin Chen's current state could no longer make Sui Xiong feel worried or afraid anymore.
As for how to deal with this Devil Star, he pondered for a moment and came up with a possibly effective method.
"Change!"
With a soft shout, Sui Xiong's body shook violently. More than a dozen tentacles merged and turned into a huge drill, drilling toward the surface of the Demon Star.
What made the Devil Star 'Yin Chen' so powerful was the terrifying malice it contained. Not only was this malice a deadly poison to all living beings, it could even corrode and poison most tangible and intangible objects.
For example, when Wall self-detonated his incarnation just now, he clearly unleashed an astonishing power. However, the moment his divine power approached "Yinchen", it was corroded and polluted, turning into a part of the Devil Star's power. That was why it didn't have any effect.
However, apart from this terrifying malice, the power of Yinchen itself, as a planet, was actually very limited.
To put it bluntly, it was nothing more than a large rock. No matter how maliciously it was infiltrated, it would not become refined steel.
What's more, even if it was refined steel, so what? In front of Sui Xiong's drill, steel was not much stronger than mud.
Of course, there was something in the world that could resist this drill that he had made at the last minute, but at least it was not the rise and fall of "Yinchen".
With an ear-piercing sound, the drill easily penetrated the surface of the Demon Star.
Then, from under the penetrated shell, a horrible roar came out.
At first, this roar was filled with surprise, but it instantly turned into panic, and then into fear. Then … it became muffled and hoarse, filled with a messy feeling, and no longer had the slightest bit of clarity it had at the beginning.
In the "underground dragon nest" of the Holy Kingdom, Coladema's real body let out an earth-shattering roar and scream. Blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth, and the purple-black blood dripped on his body and the treasures around him. Although the strong dragon scales could still withstand the blood, those precious treasures could not withstand the terrifying power contained in the blood. In an instant, they were completely corroded and destroyed, losing their luster and turning into ashes.
Just like this, he had lost an amazing amount of wealth equivalent to at least a small city in the human world.
In normal times, such a loss would make him feel so sad that he would go crazy, and he would have to find a place to wreak havoc, so that he could vent his anger in the cries of countless weak nobodies, and then calm down again. But now, Coladema did not care about the loss of his wealth, because all his energy had been occupied by another thing.
He cut off the connection between himself and one of his incarnations.
That was not an ordinary incarnation, but the most powerful incarnation that he had carefully built. The previous incarnation was an old dragon who had died for a long time, and like him, it was a black dragon. After he managed to steal the body of this old dragon, he spent countless precious materials and consumed a lot of Divine Power to completely transform it into a very powerful body, which was enough to store more than half of his Divine Power.
For a god, the Divine Power that an incarnation could entrust was limited. Except for some strong people with special skills, the upper limit of the power of most gods' incarnations would be a level lower than that of the original body. If the original body was a strong Divine Power, the strongest incarnation could only be a mid-level Divine Power; if the original body was a weak Divine Power, the strongest incarnation could only be a weak Divine Power.
But this incarnation of Coladema was different. It could store more than half of Coladema's Divine Power, and when fighting, the power that it could exert, at least for a short period of time, was comparable to that of Coladema's original body.
In other words, this incarnation was a secret weapon that could double his combat power in a short period of time, and it could be said to be one of the old dragon's trump cards.
But now, this trump card was lost.
Compared with the loss of wealth, the loss of this incarnation really made Coladema feel like a knife was cutting his heart.
However, this was not his greatest loss today.
Wealth was just a worldly possession, and incarnations were originally used to be lost, but he could still accept these losses — since he was going to attack others, of course, he had to be mentally prepared to go for wool and come home shorn. Coladema had been in Jianghu for so many years, so he still knew this truth, and he still had this little bit of self-cultivation.
But … at that moment, he was eroded by the outer power of "Yinchen."
Just a little.
Fortunately, it was just a little.
The old dragon screamed for a while, and finally calmed himself down. He carefully used his Divine Power to collect the purple-black blood on his body and in the pile of treasures, condensed it into a ball, and then carefully sealed it. During the whole process, he did not even dare to breathe heavily.
After doing all this, he sighed deeply, lay on the pile of treasures wearily, and groaned in a low voice.
"That damn big jellyfish!" After groaning for a while, he could not help but scold, "What kind of monster is this guy?! Why can't even the relics of His Majesty kill it? "
After scolding for a while, he sneered.
"Now, my incarnation must have been completely eroded by the power of His Majesty, and become an invincible monster. That big jellyfish is probably having a headache now! "
"Oh, maybe it doesn't need to have a headache, because maybe its brain has already been beaten out!"
"Hahahaha!"
The old dragon laughed wildly, but accidentally affected the injury that had been eroded by the power of "Yinchen," and could not help but scream loudly.
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