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Chapter 1123

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After learning from Grimm about the nature of the mythical level, Han Dong could only come up with this idea.

There might be a 0.01% chance of killing the Saint from the front, but Han Dong would never take such a big risk for such a small chance.

Even if he wanted to maximize the victory, it must be built on sufficient confidence.

When Han Dong fell into the central cavern in Grimm's body and found this unique Chaos Stone Door, the plan was formed in his mind.



The musical notes were like ticks, drilling in and out of the Saint's brain, piercing and gnawing on the brain tissue with their sharp mouths … even the Divinity could be eaten by the ticks.

"This is obviously your body, why is there a passage to the actual area!?"

The Saint had already noticed the problem, and he knew what kind of terrifying area this door led to … Just the rhythm from the distant space made him fall into chaos, unable to extricate himself.

At this time, Grimm's voice was heard, "Nicholas, keep the land deed!"

In the blink of an eye.

The structure of the ancient castle was like a piece of skin, quickly retracting and returning to Han Dong's palm, turning into a simple "land deed".

At the same time, Grimm who was hiding in the dark, flew up and kicked Grimm heavily.

The stone door was kicked open.

A passage to the real madness was revealed.

As the rhythm increased, there were distorted and swollen arms that looked like disordered organs pieced together, slowly stretching out from the passage.

These chaotic arms grabbed the body of the Golden Saint and immediately dragged him into the passage.

Just when he thought it was over, a golden light overflowed from the passage … The Saint who was dragged into the passage was about ten meters deep, completely stuck.

"I admit that I was careless … If I had brought a substitute with me, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

But, do you think you can kill me with just the two of you! After this battle, I may fall into a state of hibernation for a long time, or even lose my Divinity, but I will not die here. "

The Golden Saint might be equivalent to a mythical body of the Hybrid Demons, relying on the pre-built Saint step by step.

However, the process of ascending the stairs was equally difficult. Perhaps only one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand craftsmen would be able to do it.

The reason he was able to reach this point was not only because of his talent, but also because of his strong willpower … At this moment of life and death, he had erupted with an extremely strong desire to live and made an important choice.

By permanently consuming one's own "divinity" to obtain an explosive increase in power.

In an instant!

Dazzling golden light overflowed from the Saint's body.

Whether it was the damage caused by the self-detonation of the Domain Consciousness just now, or his right arm that was completely cut off by Han Dong's Holy Sword, they were all repaired at this moment.

At the same time, the Saint turned into a semi-liquid state.

His handsome face and hair no longer existed, and his body looked like it was made of golden liquid.

Meanwhile.

The Golden Wheel hanging on the back of the Saint changed under the control of his consciousness. It turned into a golden door with a floating wheel, blocking the passage behind him and suppressing the strange rhythm.

He used his great strength to break free from the arms that were grabbing onto his body and tried to crawl out from the inside.

Once the Divine Envoy successfully broke free from the restriction.

Under the state of Burning Divinity, Han Dong and Grimm had a high probability of being killed.

Needless to say, Grimm knew what to do.

"Hahaha! Looks like you bunch of pretentious craftsmen can also do crazy things … Interesting, my desire to kill you has become stronger.

Fortunately, I asked Eugenice for the eye in advance, or else it would have been difficult. "

Grimm's mouth emitted a strange green light, and a plague smell that Han Dong was very familiar with.

An eyeball covered with regular green silk threads was spat out from his mouth … Grimm then dug out his own eyeball and replaced it.

In an instant, Grimm's consciousness felt like it was being led into an ancient world.

He witnessed how this eyeball was born from the top of Hybrid Demon technology at that time, and also saw how many ancient Hybrid Demons died in order to obtain this eyeball.

"Eugenice, this eye of yours is really … a treasure? I don't want to return it to you. "

In the blink of an eye.

The place where Grimm embedded the eye, including the entire right side of his face, grew dark green eyeball tentacles. His skin also evolved into a mossy structure, and each strand of moss was twisting.

In exchange, he had a brand new "ecological vision" and a complete restoration of his consciousness.

Grimm could clearly see that the Divine Substance in the Saint's body was being consumed rapidly.

"What a low-grade Divine Substance, it can only last for ten minutes at most …"

Grimm held the "Strange Weapon – Miss Lyle" with both hands.

Under the control of his consciousness, the originally scattered weapons, arms, fingers, and all the black fingernails were arranged in the most optimal form, turning into an unusually sharp black sword.

When the Saint was targeted as an enemy, the "Ancient Eye" from Eugenice immediately carried out a comprehensive analysis.

It analyzed the energy flow and key nodes in the Saint's body, and even estimated the defensive measures that the Saint might use, and transmitted the probability to Grimm's brain.

"This eye, it's so powerful!"

Grimm showed a greedy expression while following the estimated information given by the eye, and made the most optimal attack move.

"Foresight successful"

After successfully dodging the attack, the sword landed on the Saint's waist.

However.

The Saint's body under the Divine Flame was as strong as or even stronger than the Golden City Wall, indestructible.

… Sizzle!

The blade could only cut a depth of five centimeters.

However, as long as the cut was successful, there would be a centipede-shaped breath that symbolized the characteristics of madness, drilling into the Saint's body.

Boom!

The Divine Substance filled the entire field of vision.

Eugenice's eyes could not predict the best way to dodge … The punch hit Grimm's body directly, and sent him flying and embedded into the opposite wall.

However, this kind of large-scale bombardment was not bad, Grimm could still withstand it.

Chaos tentacles were vomiting out from his body.

However, Grimm was still in a state of excitement, and while vomiting, he dragged the black sword and continued to rush toward the target.

Although Grimm's performance was crazy, his goal was very clear, and he must not let the Saint break free from the passage.

Crack!

Another sword landed on the Saint's neck, and a strand of Divine Substance quickly rushed into it.

Again.

Grimm was hit by the Divine Substance again, and was sent flying … This time, it hit his lower body, causing both of his legs to be broken.

The Golden Divine Substance prevented Grimm's body from regenerating.

Now, there was no time to go to the "incubation room" to change his body.

Moreover, the body that Grimm was using now was the best one. If it were a body of inferior quality, he would be hit before he could even touch the Saint, and he would not be able to unleash the full potential of Eugenice's eyes.

Since his legs were gone.

Grimm changed to a handstand, and moved with his hands … He changed to using his tongue and teeth to control the black sword, and continued to rush toward the Saint.

He rushed forward again and again, without any hesitation.

This kind of reckless attack was to trap the Saint in the passage, and wait until the Divine Substance in his body was exhausted.

Boom!

When he was sent flying for the sixth time.

Grimm's hands and feet were no longer there.

His head was also in a torn state, and there was only a piece of skin on his neck that dragged his skull.

However, Grimm's mouth was still holding the sword, and he was trying to grow tentacles from his head to continue moving and attacking.

Grimm could not connect in time.

The Saint's two arms were already outside the door frame, and his body was about to escape from the passage.

At this moment.

Hahaha …

A burst of laughter that had been brewing for a long time rang in the cave.

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