Boom … The Angel of Light that Jeddes had summoned with all his remaining strength swooped down and slammed into the ground. Then, with a deafening boom, it turned into countless specks of light and disappeared.
When the specks of light dissipated, the figure seemed to have suffered some damage and became somewhat blurry. However, with the help of the black gas, it quickly returned to its original state.
Jeddis felt his throat dry and sore. Light-based magic had a great advantage against abyssal creatures, but even in this situation, he couldn't cause any damage to the other party. The light-based forbidden spell he was so proud of had become a mere decoration. What else could it do? Moreover, he didn't have the ability to release another forbidden spell.
Those who had participated in the battle of the Freedom Federation were also dumbfounded. Wasn't this another monster that couldn't be killed? The only difference was that the Flame Tyrant had to rely on low-level fire spirits to create a lava barrier for him, while the figure in front of them could collect all the corpses on the battlefield for his own use. The difference between them was obvious.
Han Jin's hand gestures became more and more strenuous, and a fine layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead. This Yin Yang Amplification Killing Formation was so huge that even if he wanted to control it, he would need to use all of his vital energy.
Time! What Han Jin needed the most right now was time. Just a little while more and he would be able to activate the formation. When that time came, Han Jin was completely confident that he would be able to consign the monster in front of him to eternal damnation.
The question was, would the figure give him that much time? Although the figure hadn't made a move since the beginning, no one thought that he would just stand there like an idiot.
At this moment, Adolf was getting closer and closer to the figure. The Bullets of Holy Light in his hands poured down on the figure like a torrential storm. However, they only caused ripples on the figure's body and didn't cause any substantial damage.
Lennon's figure descended from the sky and saw Catherine's pained expression. He couldn't help but pause for a moment before turning his gaze to the black figure in the middle of the battlefield. Perhaps it was because of his innate disgust for dark creatures, or perhaps it was because of Catherine, but Lennon roared and pounced straight at the figure.
Lennon wanted to maintain his current form. He needed pure mental energy, and that figure was clearly formed from mental energy. However, after absorbing the death aura on the battlefield, it became a little strange.
In that case, the deciding factor between them would be the strength of their mental strength. As it turned out, that figure's mental strength was far greater than what others had imagined.
Just as Lennon roared and charged forward, the figure finally moved. He opened his hands, and the world suddenly darkened. Countless chain-like things shot out, shooting toward everyone nearby. Even the ordinary soldiers standing on the city wall were affected.
This was utter contempt! That person's actions fully explained his mentality. In his eyes, there seemed to be no difference whether it was the fallen angel Catherine or an ordinary soldier who had only reached the level of a beginner warrior. They were all just fresh lives.
However, no one dared to laugh at that person for overestimating himself. Catherine's attitude had already made everything clear. This was a powerful existence that made even the fallen angel extremely nervous. No one dared to ignore the chain that was shooting toward them.
When they got closer, everyone realized that the chain was made up of twisted willow leaf-like objects. Each leaf was not connected to each other. They were connected by some dense black fog.
No one was willing to let such a strange thing touch them. They all dodged to the side. However, the black chain seemed to have a life of its own. It followed their movements and adjusted its direction at any time. It chased after its target like a maggot attached to a bone.
The others didn't know what these chains were, but Catherine knew very well. Her face immediately turned pale, and she screamed, "Dodge! It's the Soul Chain! "
The first to be attacked was Adolf. As the distance was too close, Adolf couldn't avoid it. He roared and punched the tip of the chain.
Unexpectedly, the front half of the chain was smashed into pieces by Adolf's hasty punch. Countless leaves fluttered in the air. Adolf couldn't help but be startled by this scene. Everyone thought that the monster's attack would be thunderous. No one expected it to be so fragile.
The fluttering willow leaves only paused for a moment in the air before collapsing inwards. They kept spinning around Adolf's body and firmly wrapped him in it. The other end of the chain was connected to the hand of the figure. It looked like a person was waving an extremely long meteor hammer.
The same scene happened to everyone one after another. No matter if they were dodging or counterattacking, they were all surrounded by the fluttering leaves without exception.
The one who lasted the longest was naturally Catherine. Although she was heavily injured, in terms of speed, even Han Jin couldn't compare with her. However, no matter how fast she moved, the chain always followed her like a shadow. Although Catherine wouldn't be attacked for a while, she was powerless to fight back.
Baby instinctively felt fear. Although it was still young and couldn't compare to Catherine in speed, Catherine was a tenacious warrior after all. In this situation, she wouldn't run away no matter what. Baby didn't care so much. It desperately flapped its wings and fled into the distance. It was really frightened.
In just a few breaths of time, Baby flew thousands of meters away. However, the strange chain still followed behind Baby. It seemed to be expressing a kind of will. Even if Baby escaped to the ends of the earth, it would still chase after it.
At this moment, Han Jin's speed of making gestures could be described as a turtle's speed. Even moving a finger was strenuous for him. He didn't have the spare energy to avoid the attack of the chain. Unsurprisingly, he was firmly entangled by the leaves in the sky.
The people who were wrapped in the chain were trying their best to break free. However, no matter what direction they chose or what kind of power they released, they couldn't break free from the chain. However, this wasn't the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that everyone felt that their vitality was rapidly draining away.
The Soul Chain was a kind of legendary magic that only existed in the Age of Gods. It was said that once one was locked by the Soul Chain, there could only be one ending, and that was to return to the embrace of the Grim Reaper. Even if one had the power to break through the laws and escape to other planes, they wouldn't be able to break free.
Lennon was also rushing left and right in the entanglement of these leaves. The only difference was that while others were draining their vitality, Lennon was losing the mental strength that made up his entire body. In an instant, Lennon's body shrank by several sizes. The milky white light that was so dense that it was almost solid gradually thinned, so much so that people could see his painful face clearly.
"Lennon!!" Catherine's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife. She wished she could rush over and bear all the pain for Lennon. However, the chain chasing after her made it impossible for her to make any extra movements. She could only keep dodging.
The scene in the field was very strange. The originally faint figure had now become incomparably dark. The end of each chain shot out from his hand was connected to a rolling spherical object. If one looked carefully, one could see that there was something flowing quickly in the leaves that formed the chain.
The figure was still expressionless, as if he had just done something insignificant.
Catherine was still dodging, the cold light in her eyes flashing crazily. She was overjoyed to find her lover, but in the blink of an eye, she was sent to hell again. She couldn't bear the pain of watching her lover die in front of her again. However, what was even more painful was that as a fallen angel, she couldn't do anything about everything that was happening in front of her.
"Raphael …" Catherine's voice was almost hoarse. Han Jin had become her only hope. If even Han Jin couldn't do anything, then she only had one last choice left. "Now … Now!!"
If something that did not belong to this plane forcefully left a projection in this world, it would also be restricted by the laws. After Prince Johnson's death, the clone of the God of Death released the terrifying Soul Chains after absorbing some power. Therefore, he was now even weaker than when his projection had first appeared. If he wanted to defeat the clone of the God of Death, now was the best chance.
However, the sphere wrapped around Han Jin did not respond at all. Adolf, the last person who might be able to do something, was also trapped by the Soul Chains. Catherine could hear Adolf's angry roar and see the white light that penetrated the chains and scattered. Perhaps Adolf could really use the power of light magic to shatter the chains, but it would be too late by the time he rushed out. Countless chains were transmitting soul power. In a few minutes, the figure would become the Death clone with 100% combat power.
Catherine was finally in despair. Since life and death were already determined, she might as well go all out. As for whether Lennon, who had witnessed everything, would seize the opportunity to escape as she hoped, that was no longer within the scope of Catherine's consideration.
At this moment, a voice came from the sphere wrapped around Han Jin.
"Dense primordial light, great spirit surging, heaven rising and earth descending, the sun rising and the darkness hiding …" Although Han Jin's voice was very weak, there was a kind of firmness and unshakable feeling in his tone, "My will is evil, open!!"
Suddenly, the Holy Crown City became bright. Then, tens of thousands of rays of light rose from the city like innumerable giant swords, piercing through the sky in an instant. The haze caused by the Soul Chains was swept away.
The world of heaven and earth became completely different in the blink of an eye. Innumerable rays of light rushed into everything within sight. Dazzling flames jumped on the brick ruins, floated in the sky, played among the trees, and touched people's bodies, filling every corner.
Under the shroud of the light, the scenery changed drastically. The trees, bushes, and even the ants crawling on the ground, as well as the ruins left behind by the collapse of the city walls, all became exquisite and translucent, as if they were all made of gems and crystals.
This was no longer the world that people were familiar with. Even the legendary Heaven would not be so beautiful!
Han Jin spent several months to set up the Yin-Yang Amplification Killing Formation, and finally, it released all its power.
Pure Yang meant that Yin would not grow; Pure Yin meant that Yang would not rise.
Han Jin released the Pure Yang Incantation. Within the range of the formation, even if there were millions of Yin spirits, they would be destroyed by the formation in an instant!
The dazzling flames were everywhere, and finally connected into a vast ocean. The countless Soul Chains were quickly breaking, disintegrating, and shattering under the impact of the flames. Soon, the figures of Adolf, Lennon, Jeddis, and Dominnie, the Titans, were revealed from the encirclement of the Soul Chains.
However, when they saw this incomparably dazzling world, they were all stunned. Of course, with their calmness, they were not surprised by the beauty of the flames. Instead, it was because they vaguely felt a pressure, as if there were countless invisible eyes in the world staring at them or warning them. Moreover, those gazes seemed to be able to penetrate their bodies and their hearts. No one reminded them, but they just knew that once they did anything, it might cause the entire world to retaliate.
Not to mention others, even Adolf, with his strength, did not dare to move. He just stared blankly at the dazzling sky.
The figure let out a painful howl under the impact of the flames, breaking the short silence. His body had become solid, and he could really make a sound.
Like a huge meteorite falling into the sea, the flames, which had been quiet a moment ago, began to boil with the howl of the figure. Countless rays of light fell from the sky, rose from the ground, and pressed in from all directions.
The figure staggered forward, but his posture was very strange. He was like a child who had just learned how to walk. He was stumbling and could fall at any moment.
This was probably a subconscious reaction. Han Jin's Yin-Yang Amplification Killing Formation had turned into a boundless sea of light. With his speed, he might not be able to escape even if he ran for an hour.
No matter where the figure ran to, he was always the center of thousands of rays of light. His body was constantly cracking, but he seemed to have no muscles or bones. From the cracks in his skin, one could only see a bottomless darkness.
Han Jin slowly raised his long saber and stared at the battered figure. No Yin spirit could survive in the Pure Yang Great Formation. If it was Harley, he might have been turned into ashes in an instant. The fact that that guy could last until now was already beyond his expectations.
In the next moment, Han Jin released the Ground Shrinking Spell and appeared beside the figure. Han Jin shouted softly, "Evil Slayer!" As he shouted, Han Jin waved his long saber and slashed at the figure's chest like lightning.
Based on Han Jin's current experience, he wouldn't normally shout, which would only serve as a warning to the enemy. However, his shout could activate the power of the Pure Yang Formation, as evidenced by the long saber that was shining with multicolored light.
The figure seemed to be unable to see or hear anything. He was still running forward in a daze. It seemed that his vision and hearing did not come from here, but from another unreachable place. Perhaps the Pure Yang Great Formation released by Han Jin had cut off all the links. Or perhaps, even with the power of Death God Hammas, he could not see through this vast expanse of light.
Boom … Han Jin's long saber slashed the figure's chest. The figure let out a mournful howl again. His body flew back more than a hundred meters like a cannonball and crashed heavily on the ground. The long saber left a wound that was several inches deep on his chest. However, he did not seem to care about this injury and immediately struggled to get up.
A cold light flashed in Han Jin's eyes. The Heavenly Axiom could cut off the Abyss Demon's scythe, but it could not cut through the figure's body. This made him feel incredulous.
"Vanquish Evil!" Han Jin appeared beside the figure again. The long saber in his hand fell mercilessly on the figure's neck.
The figure had just gotten up when he was sent flying like a stiff stick. There was a deep wound on his neck, but there was no blood. Only black gas kept spewing out, as if something was burning.
Han Jin's third strike landed on the figure's cheek. The wound extended from the left side of his forehead to the right side of his cheek. "Vanquish Evil!"
At this time, Adolf and the others were used to the pressure of the great formation. They knew that this was a magic formation set up by Han Jin and would not hurt them.
Jeddis tried to cast a levitation spell. Seeing that his magic was not affected, he flew directly to the battle and landed beside Adolf.
"Jeddis, this is their battle. Don't interfere with them," Adolf said softly.
Jeddis almost laughed out loud. Now that everyone could see that Han Jin had the upper hand, of course there was no need to help him. At the beginning, you were yelling and rushing to the front. Have you forgotten in the blink of an eye?
"I don't know how long Lord Raphael's magic formation can last. We …" Jeddis deliberately stopped talking.
"You don't understand," Adolf said faintly. He did not want to pay attention to Jeddis. The Twilight Battle had already begun. This was a battle of life and death between the Houses of Gods! Of course, Adolf, who had victory in sight, had the leisure to think about the meaning of the battle. If the punching bag was Han Jin, he would not have cared so much.
"Vanquish Evil!" "Vanquish Evil!" Han Jin's shouts became louder and louder. They even had the aura of breaking mountains and rivers. Every time he shouted, the air would vibrate endlessly, as if it was resonating with the whole world. Before the shouts ended, the shouts would be heard again. The figure was blasted away again and again. There were dozens of deep wounds on his body, especially his neck, which was almost two-thirds cut open. Han Jin's continuous attacks hit the same wound. If the figure had not instinctively protected his neck with his arms, his head would have been chopped off.
Han Jin took a deep breath. This time, he did not use Teleport. Instead, he slowly walked towards his opponent. At this moment, his whole body was covered in a multicolored light, as if he was a heavenly general who had walked out of a fairyland!
The figure still did not notice Han Jin's existence. He raised his hands by his ears, bent his waist, and staggered forward. But he did not know that Han Jin was standing there waiting for him.
"Vanquish Evil!" Han Jin suddenly roared. His long sword swept out, once again slashing towards his opponent's neck.
The figure's right arm was cut off, and the saber light accurately cut into the wound on his neck. The next moment, he was thrown straight out and landed more than fifty meters away. When he staggered up again, his neck was only connected by a bit of flesh and skin. This kind of injury was too serious. His head lost its support and hung upside down in front of his chest.
Streams of extremely thick black smoke gushed out from his neck. Soon after, the black smoke disappeared without a trace under the burning of the flames. After another seven or eight steps, the figure finally exhausted all of his strength. With a plop, he knelt on the ground. Then, a miserable cry that seemed to be echoed by tens of thousands of souls rang out, and the figure slowly fell to the ground.
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