Ever since he received Nicholas' letter, Han Jin had never appeared again. Even Guevara and Jedis couldn't wait any longer and urged Harley to ask what was going on. However, the magic laboratory had been completely sealed off by Han Jin, and even Harley couldn't enter.
Catherine was also anxious. The seal hidden in Lennon's body had always been a thorn in her heart, and the key to breaking the seal could only be obtained from Han Jin. However, Lennon didn't seem to care much about it. For him, being able to see Catherine again was already the greatest gift, and nothing else mattered.
After Sunier and Yalina learned that Harley wouldn't be able to enter the room, they gave up their unnecessary worries. After all, Han Jin would be fine in his own magic laboratory. With nothing else to do, the two of them spent most of their time studying the new holy weapons they had just obtained.
In the magic laboratory, Han Jin floated above the Holy Crystal. With the help of the Holy Crystal, the spatial elements contained in the ten spatial magic crystals had long been extracted and condensed into a looming mist belt in the air. Every time Han Jin inhaled, the mist belt would slowly collapse into his body, and every time Han Jin exhaled, the mist belt would slowly spread out with him as the center, and the brilliant starlight would be completely covered by the mist belt. When Han Jin's exhalation reached its limit, he would temporarily stop breathing, and the mist belt would turn into a thick black mass along with Han Jin, the Holy Crystal, and the entire magic laboratory, as if they had never existed. Then, Han Jin would begin to inhale, and the mist belt would reappear and continue to collapse into his body, condensing into a very small dot.
Han Jin was using the spatial elements to refine the Sumeru Mustard Seed. This was an extremely dangerous method. If one breath cycle was equivalent to one forging, the whole process would require forty-eight thousand continuous forging, and it couldn't be interrupted or disrupted. If anyone rushed in and disturbed Han Jin at this time, it would lead to disastrous consequences.
Han Jin maintained a very regular breathing rhythm. One exhale took about three seconds, one inhale took three seconds, and one stop took four seconds. In this way, it would take six days to complete forty-eight thousand tempering cycles.
One could only imagine how powerful his divine sense was to maintain a calm mind for six whole days!
When Han Jin stepped on the deck and appeared in front of everyone again, eight days had passed. However, not only was Han Jin not tired at all, he was even more energetic.
As soon as Han Jin's figure appeared, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him. Of course, his friends knew that Han Jin was in seclusion training for the upcoming war, so they tried to find any changes in Han Jin.
Han Jin glanced around and found that the deck was especially full of people today. Not only were Guevara, Jeddis, and the others present, even Thorne and Tian Nan, who were enjoying themselves in the Holy Crown City, were sitting there.
"I told you, you would never miss this opportunity." Guevara laughed, "Raphael, when are you leaving?"
Han Jin walked to Guevara's side and sat down, "Today, I still have some things to take care of."
"Today?" Guevara was surprised.
"Yes, I'd rather be early than late. Otherwise, that Nicholas will think that I'm unworthy of my reputation." Han Jin laughed.
Everyone laughed. At this time, Adolf slowly walked out from the crowd and went straight to Han Jin's side, standing there quietly.
Seeing this scene, Jeddis couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even when the Pope was still alive, Adolf had never behaved like this. You should at least leave some face for me, the Pope …
However, in the eyes of others, Adolf's actions were understandable. If Han Jin needed it, they would not hesitate to stand behind Han Jin respectfully like Adolf. A person who could kill the Avatar of Death was fully qualified to receive the corresponding respect.
"Who are you going to take with you?" Guevara asked the question that everyone was concerned about.
There was no doubt that Han Jin would face an extremely fierce battle, and the danger was self-evident. However, such a battle was the most desirable thing for powerhouses.
Adolf's body straightened even more …
Catherine slowly stood up from her seat. Under such circumstances, Han Jin might not be able to make any requests of her. No matter how powerful Han Jin was, he could not command a fallen angel like she was his subordinate. However, Catherine decided to participate in this battle that did not belong to her. She wanted to make sure that when Han Jin removed the seal in Lennon's body in the future, he would have no excuse to refuse.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and Catherine knew this very well. The seal of Alpha, the Archangel of Authority, could not be easily broken by anyone. Even someone as strong as Han Jin would have to spend a lot of effort to do so. Therefore, Catherine needed to do something to increase her weight in Han Jin's heart.
Han Jin looked at Catherine's expression and thought about Adolf behind him. He could not help but feel a headache coming on. After pondering for a long time, he said carefully, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back in a short time. In order to ensure the safety of this place, we must have sufficient defensive forces."
"So, I plan to go alone," Han Jin continued. As soon as he finished speaking, the hall suddenly fell silent.
"You mean …" After a while, Guevara recovered from his shock. He looked a little confused and worried.
"Hehe, since Nicolas dares to take the risk alone, what am I afraid of? I can't guarantee anything else, but when it comes to escaping, I'm afraid that no one here can compare to me, right? "Han Jin said with a smile.
"Didn't Nicolas say that he would lead a team of Dragon Knight to meet up with you?" Zagreen asked in surprise.
"He changed his mind."
Although everyone knew that Han Jin was telling the truth, no one could accept this result, especially Adolf. His wrinkled old face showed a rare expression of excitement.
"My Lord!" Adolf was very unwilling to accept this result. He looked at Han Jin with bright eyes.
Catherine also spoke, "Sir Raphael, you seem to have not realized one thing. There shouldn't be anyone here who is more familiar with the Abyss World than I am."
Han Jin sighed. "To be honest, I don't want to go alone either. But what if Donald sends another team of demons? Also … our enemies are not only the Abyssal Race. Perhaps this is a trap that Nicolas set for me. Have you thought about what would happen if we all left and Nicolas, Dragon City, and Dragon Realm sent powerhouses to attack us? "
Adolf was silent for a while, and in the end, he didn't say anything. Although Jeddes' overlapping spells were powerful, he was still a pure magician. Compared to Adolf, he was a bit weaker. In front of an opponent of Johnson's level, he was too dangerous.
Catherine couldn't refute Han Jin's words. Adolf could only cause damage to the Great Abyssal Demon, but if the demon wanted to escape, Adolf couldn't do anything about it. Of all the people on the deck, Catherine was the only one who had the ability to kill a demon, except for Han Jin.
"I'll leave this place to you," Han Jin said solemnly as he stood up slowly.
After a short silence, Adolf said reluctantly, "Don't worry, my Lord."
Although Catherine was disappointed, she could only accept the fact. She suddenly hoped that the demon would really attack them. That way, it would be much easier to ask Han Jin for help in the future.
However, what Catherine didn't know was that Han Jin didn't remove the seal for Lennon because of some groundless reason. With Han Jin's current strength, he really couldn't do anything about the seal.
After bidding farewell to the people on the deck and comforting Yalina and Sunier, whose eyes were red, Han Jin summoned Heavenly Dao and rushed out of the God of War. He drew a bright purple light in the air and stepped into the unknown battlefield.
At the same time, the Flame Tyrant Loncor was sitting near the Hell's Gate. The magma flowing slowly under his body emitted a golden-red flame. The scorching heat caused the surrounding air and scenery to become distorted.
With Loncor as the center, there were busy figures everywhere within a radius of dozens of miles. The construction of the magic circle was nearing completion. Donald's order was simple: guard the Hell's Gate! This behemoth, which took a huge amount of manpower and material resources to build, was the key for the Abyssal Race to set foot on the ground. There must be no mistakes.
Although Loncor didn't dare to take the initiative to attack Esnorly City, he was completely confident that he could resist the human alliance with the surrounding terrain and a large number of magic circles. He believed that even if Raphael rushed here, he wouldn't dare to ignore the attack of the Flame Tyrant and forcefully destroy the Hell's Gate. That would be no different from suicide.
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After half a day, Han Jin had approached the defense area of the Abyssal Army. He suddenly turned his body and landed lightly on the ground.
At the same time as Han Jin landed, a figure jumped out of the nearby forest. After a few flashes, he was already waiting there.
"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Han Jin asked softly.
"Almost six days," Leonardo replied respectfully.
"Six days? It seems that your efficiency is beyond my imagination. "
"My Lord, everything you want is here." Leonardo smiled and handed over a dark gray box. "I haven't been idle these past few days. I wrote down everything I could think of."
"Many thanks," Han Jin said as he took the box.
"My Lord, you're too polite. This is what I should do." Leonardo's answer was very standard and formal. He then hesitated for a moment. "My Lord, have you really decided?"
"Yes."
After a moment of daze, Leonardo sighed. "My Lord, I have to say that you have unparalleled bravery in the world! In my impression, there has never been a powerhouse who dared to — "
"Unparalleled in the world?" Han Jin smiled and interrupted Leonardo's flattery. "You're wrong. I have a companion."
Leonardo was stunned. He asked tentatively, "My Lord, are you talking about … Nikola?"
Han Jin didn't answer. He slowly opened the box and took out the item inside to carefully memorize it.
Leonardo tactfully kept his mouth shut. He only spoke when Han Jin asked him something. Most of the time, he just stood there quietly.
The sun slowly sank below the horizon. The dark night didn't affect Han Jin's vision. He continued to read and memorize. Time flew by quickly. Unknowingly, the sun rose from another direction.
When the sun shone down, Han Jin slowly closed the book and put it back into the box. He then put the box back into his spatial ring and looked up at the sun in a daze.
"My Lord, for all the races on the surface, sunlight is the most beautiful scenery, right?" Leonardo smiled. "You look at it every day. Isn't it enough?"
"Don't you feel that the sun today is a bit special?" Han Jin asked.
"Special?" Leonardo was fooled. He looked up for a long time but couldn't see anything special. Fortunately, he had the blood of a black dragon. Otherwise, looking at the sun for so long would cause problems for his eyes.
"Alright, let's stop here." Han Jin smiled. The rising sun was the signal he and Nicolas agreed to attack. Leonardo obviously didn't know. "Leonardo, it's best if you find a place to hide for a while and wait for me to come back."
"Yes, my Lord," Leonardo replied in a low voice.
When the sun rose, the Flame Tyrant Lonker was patrolling the defensive line as usual. Suddenly, he saw the hellhounds in the distance start to become restless. A strange premonition appeared in Lonker's mind.
Before Lonker could stand up to see what was going on, a purple light had already appeared in the sky.
At this time, all the abyss warriors stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. The Evil Eyes and Medusas immediately hid behind cover and prepared to fire. The minotaurs and long-horned demons followed the purple light and quickly gathered in the direction of the Gates of Hell. There were even some evil spirits mixed in.
When Lonker saw that it was only Han Jin who came, he couldn't help but be furious. This was utter contempt! Did that guy really think he could destroy the Gates of Hell by himself?!
You will pay for your actions today! Lonker said fiercely in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Han Jin, and the flames on his body burned even more fiercely.
Han Jin's figure was getting closer and closer. All the hell warriors were nervously looking at the purple light in the sky. To them, Han Jin's existence was no longer as simple as a human. He was more like a curse that would take their lives.
Han Jin was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he was only a few thousand meters away from the Gates of Hell.
A minotaur chief roared and threw out the giant axe in his hand. The cold glint of the axe spun in the air, like a bugle call to attack. Countless lights flashed on the nearby mountains. Faint red rays of light converged on Han Jin from all directions, weaving into a giant net that lit up the entire sky. In comparison, Han Jin, who was at the center of the net, looked a bit frail.
Han Jin's figure had already disappeared from the sky, perfectly dodging those fatal rays. In the next moment, he appeared on the ground. The Heavenly Dao had turned into a crescent moon blade that he held in his hand.
A whip suddenly tore through the air, appearing from the dust in the sky. It drew a strange arc as it shot towards Han Jin's throat with unbelievable speed.
This level of attack naturally could not do anything to Han Jin. Han Jin flicked his finger. His movement seemed slow, but it just happened to collide with the whip. The whip was like a long snake that had lost its strength. It trembled for a moment before softly falling to the ground.
The long saber in Han Jin's hand glowed with purple light and swept out. A scream came from the dust and smoke, and a tall red figure stumbled in front of Han Jin. He was still holding a long whip in his hand, but he no longer had the strength to attack. Han Jin's saber had almost cut him in half, and a large amount of blood was gushing out from his chest and abdomen. Even so, the red figure still didn't fall down and stared at Han Jin with a pair of blood-red eyes.
This was an Evil Spirit? Han Jin was somewhat surprised by the Evil Spirit's vitality, but this was just a trivial matter. Han Jin acted as if he did not see the other party's vicious gaze. He walked past the Evil Spirit and with a swing of his blade, he cut off the Evil Spirit's head and ended its pain.
At this moment, the nearby minotaurs and long-horned demons reacted. They roared and charged at Han Jin.
Han Jin's figure suddenly accelerated. The Heavenly Dao in his hand scattered a resplendent light. Wails rang out everywhere. The minotaurs and long-horned demons' bodies were clearly incomparable to the Evil Spirit's. As long as they were within the Heavenly Dao's attack range, they were all cut in half.
Every time the crescent blade was swung, there would be a rain of blood. Han Jin charged straight for the Hell's Gate in this rain of blood, leaving a long river of blood behind him.
The Flame Tyrant Lonkhar stood in front of the Gates of Hell and watched as Han Jin massacred the Minotaurs. However, he didn't dare to move. The deaths of a few Minotaurs didn't matter, but the Gates of Hell couldn't be lost.
Lonker could sense that Han Jin's target was not the minotaurs and long-horned demons, nor was it himself. It was the Hell's Gate behind him.
Han Jin's speed was simply too fast. Whether it was the minotaurs or the Evil Spirits in front of him, none of them could stop him. In just a few breaths of time, Han Jin had slaughtered his way through the entire battle formation. If he went any further, he would reach Lonker's Lava Barrier.
Han Jin slowly raised the crescent blade in his hand and pointed it at Lonker. He revealed a meaningful smile.
At this moment, the mountains and hills near the Hell's Gate suddenly lit up. Faint red rays shot out from all directions.
In the past, as long as Han Jin slaughtered his way into the enemy's formation, the Evil Eyes and Medusas would become mere decorations. He hid in the sea of people and slaughtered without restraint. The Evil Eyes and Medusas had no way of locking onto Han Jin, nor could they find a suitable angle to attack. The Flame Tyrant Lonker had spent so much effort to dig hundreds of thousands of holes in the nearby hills to prevent such a tragedy from happening again. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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