socalfunplaces Chapter 282
Chapter 282
No…..No way.
The two of them seemed to be frozen, looking up stiffly.
High in the sky.
The seventh descendant of the evil god, the huge vortex composed of flesh pieces in the sky that looked like scarlet pupils, had moved at some point. It was turning like a magnificent millstone.
As it turned, countless scarlet mists emerged from the mountains, oceans, swamps, and all living things, as if all rivers were returning to them. At this moment, there seemed to be some kind of qualitative change, and an aura of oppression, cruelty, vastness, and infinity was transmitted.
The scarlet vortex suddenly lit up.
Creak.
It was as if the sound of some kind of porcelain shattering resounded.
A big hand pierced the”pupil” and reached out, covered with scales like the most sacred and magnificent rubies, exuding the breath of another dimension.
Then, the second, third, and fourth……..
Then, six red-scaled hands grabbed the edge of the crack and ripped it apart. Four expressionless faces and beautiful and weird human figures walked out.
It was a body that was perfect beyond human intelligence. Although it was covered with red scales and had four arms, it gave people a charm that was perfect enough to give birth to divinity.
It was like a beast stepping on the vortex with its hooves unjointed like a beast, and the four-faced gods opened their six arms and roared silently.
“I am the Scarlet King!!! (?????！！！）”
At this moment, the world seemed to freeze.
Only countless scarlet fungus blankets spread from his feet to the earth, mountains and rivers… the entire world.
“I’ve told you not to be such a pessimist.~~”
Gojo Satoru felt the screams of his cells and murmured in despair.
Familiar.
The people on Earth are so damn familiar.
This kind of majesty beyond the earthly world, this essence that transcends everything, you don’t even need to think about it to know that this is really a god.
A god who has returned from death.
Kakashi had a blank expression on his face. Is it too late for me to take back my words now?
……….
Edge of the battlefield
“Wow….That guy has four faces!”
In the Master Mutual Aid Association that had retreated to the second-line battlefield, He Zhenlu 06 showed an expression that looked like crying and laughing.
Others didn’t find it funny at all, and numbly looked at the scarlet fungus blanket that spread from the sky like a tsunami.
Along the way, whether it was monsters, machines, or the earth, they would be assimilated in an instant and become part of the fungus blanket.
Even if it was just the pollution emitted unconsciously by the gods, it was not something that ordinary things could withstand.
“Run away, this is not a situation we can handle anymore.”
Holding her hands tightly, Yang Nai managed to curl her lips.
Even she couldn’t be happy at this moment.
God.
The more I understand, the more desperate I feel.
“Sister Yang Nai, what about you?….”
Kitagawa Umi looked over with a pale face.
She understood the meaning in Yang No’s tone.
The others also woke up suddenly and looked at Yang No.
“Sister Yang Nai, are you planning to stay here?!!”
“It’s meaningless, even if you may be the strongest among us,……..”
If you are not at the fourth level, you are not even qualified to stand in front of them.
In fact, even if you are at the fifth level, it is meaningless. This is the gap between gods and humans.
You can’t even destroy their corpses.…….
Even though Yukinoshita Haruno was the first to reach A+, and even now has broken through to the A++ level of the third-order ultimate magician.
But… the gap is too big.
“Well, I definitely can’t do that, but I’m the Master.”
“Subaru can summon servants in another world without relying on rituals, just with Command Seals, maybe I can do it too.”
Yonori shook her white wrist engraved with the Command Seals, trying to smile as easy as usual, but the pressure from the life level of gods made even she lose such delicate control.
The eyes of others lit up.
Indeed.
Natsuki Subaru did not hold a ceremony at that time, but only prayed with extreme wishes in desperation, and then the great hero Hercules responded to him and appeared in another world.
That is another world. If even another world is possible, there is no reason why the parallel world cannot be possible.
Originally, they gave up summoning Heroic Spirits and came here. They planned to endure for a month and wait for the next opportunity.….
“Then we’ll stay too.”
“Sister Yang No, I will perform magic or blessing more.”
Kazuma’s legs were shaking, but he still said stubbornly:”Uncle Kazuma, I have been looking forward to it for a long time.”
Yang No curled his lips.
Aren’t you guys afraid?
She was scared to death.
If it weren’t for the New Fuyuki City behind her, if it weren’t for the fact that the Master Mutual Aid Association was the only business she built with her own will, and she poured all her efforts into it…
The woman named Yukinoshita Yang No has always been a selfish person.
This time, it was also for her own selfish desires to fight for a glimmer of possibility.
Besides, she is the only adult here after all.
“If you really want to stay, go and organize others to evacuate in an orderly manner. This is not something that can be solved by building a magic array based on the number of people.”
At this moment, Yang Nai’s expression changed, and he looked at the evil god’s offspring that was activated like a chain reaction, and said quickly.
He groaned helplessly in his heart.
Brother-in-law.
This is really not something we can solve by insisting.
…….
With the return of the Four-Faced God, it seemed like a signal.
On the right side of the sky, another descendant of the evil god began to change dramatically.
The blue tornado that connected the sky and the earth condensed and formed a dark giant leg with bright blue lines all over it.
The giant leg took a step forward, and the second leg condensed.
The second step was taken, and the outline of the magnificent blue giant emerged in the countless storms.
The pervasive majesty finally descended as if it had materialized, sweeping all around, shocking the heavens and the earth.
“Storm…storm…..storm……”
At the same time, on the distant land, the fallen flesh sky also began to wriggle violently, and countless flesh tentacles stretched out and spread to the sky.
Like countless flesh vines, they coiled and entangled with each other, forming a spiral pillar that reached the sky.
Then, the top of the flesh spiral pillar shook slightly, and it bloomed layer by layer like petals, revealing a human figure covered with radiating flesh spikes.
Countless crazy, crazy screams, howls, and whispers overlapped from the countless cracks all over his body.
“Carthage, we won!!!”
……….
“The Four-Faced God of Crimson Purgatory – Scarlet King Ossi”
“The ruler of the color of storm——Lo Wangshen, the Lord of Sky Cloud.”
In New Dongmu City.
Hiruko Yingyin’s face was pale, and he almost cried as he read out the name of the returning god.
To be honest.
At the beginning, they did not take the murals too seriously.
After all, with modern technology, if they traveled to ancient times, they might be regarded as gods. But as he became stronger and the puzzle was constantly being perfected, he became more afraid and missed his innocent self.
Until now.
His greatest fear finally came to him, far more terrifying, more transcendent, and more irresistible than he had guessed and imagined.
He even doubted that the so-called completion ceremony was bullshit.
Relying on a few of them and merging hundreds of millions of humans to become such an incredible and majestic existence?
It was a complete dream.
Even if all the forty-six of them completed the sublimation, they would probably be a bunch of dead stuff.
Perhaps they were just struggling in vain from the beginning. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
“What about that?”
Kudo Yusaku tried hard to force a smile
“Oh, here comes a bigger one?”
Yingyin Zhizi looked numbly at another resurrected god:”The origin of all things – the Flesh and Blood Star Devil’s Thrall”
“Well, he is one of the seven kings in the Central Region. Even if the other two were tied together, they would not be enough to defeat him.”[]
Central Seven Kings…..
The corner of Kudo Yusaku’s mouth twitched, and he was wailing in his heart.
There must be a way.
There is definitely a way.
That person would not give a trial that would lead to certain death.
He racked his brains like crazy, thinking that there must be something he had overlooked.
“What about Carthage? Who is the Carthage he is talking about?”
Vermouth suddenly asked.
Leech Yingyin had completely given up on treatment, realizing that he and the others were just the powerless struggles of the insects, and he was in a trance.
“The Last Old King”
“The god who slaughtered all the kings and used their corpses to make a lullaby is said to be the embodiment of the light of humanity’s collective will, which can accomplish such an incredible thing.”
“Hehe, who among the old kings is not the collective will? All of humanity is within them, containing the past of humanity, and now will contain the future of humanity.”
The last king?
A light flashed in Kudo Yusaku’s eyes.
Found it.
The key to breaking the deadlock.
Since Carthage can massacre the kings once, it can do it a second time.
He quickly asked:”What about Carthage? What happened after making the lullaby?”
“Dead, with no remains left, it is said that in order to cut off the old king, he threw himself into the sun and burned.”
Hiruko Yingyin glanced at Kudo Yusaku.
Do you think we are idiots? You didn’t even think of such a big life-saving straw?
Yes.
Gods are immortal, and they can be revived even if their bones are crushed and ashes are scattered.
But at least they need to find a link point to wake them up, right?
It is because they can’t find any clues about the last old king Carthage, maybe he is really in the sun, that they desperately choose to become the new old king.
Just when they got hope, they were desperate again.
Kudo Yusaku was numb
…….
The entrance to the city.
The extremely shining sword light was like a group of stars hanging upside down in the sky.
Arima Takashi, who had completely lost his human form and was covered in white bone armor, pressed his hand down heavily. The sky full of bright stars suddenly burst out like a raging sea, bombarding like a violent storm.
In the extreme brilliance.
The densely packed high-rise buildings were instantly dismembered and shattered.
But…….
Tower, tower, tower…
Amid the crisp sound of metal collision, the glorious silver-armored knight walked out step by step, holding the cross sword and suddenly swung it. A sword mark crossed the sky and passed through the slender bone armor monster in the sky.
After a brief pause, the white human figure in the sky fell like a bird with broken wings.
“Is that all?”
The Glory Knight sighed softly.
Although the man who had completely turned into a monster in front of him was close to the fifth level, and could even barely fight a few moves with the Near God.
But he was a knight under the king’s cloak.
In the name of mercy, he accommodated the illusory spiritual base and possessed the power of a heroic spirit.
Although the scale of power was still far from the fifth level, this was a qualitative gap. Those who had not comprehended the light of will had no qualifications to contact him.
And he was also fighting. The more he practiced the will of the Holy King, the stronger he became. He was getting stronger all the time.
If the man in front of him had turned into a complete body at the beginning, there was still a possibility of defeating him with absolute power.
Now, when his power scale has been raised to the limit of the fourth level.
Even the Near God can’t take a few of his swords.
This is the horror of the servant, even if he is a far cry from the pseudo-servant state, and can only be regarded as a phantom spirit level.
“Still not working……”
Arima Kisho130 smiled miserably.
Why on earth?
Why was the man in front of him so powerful?
His power was less than one-seventeenth of his, but even if he exerted a hundred or a thousand times more power, he could not shake the faint and holy sword light.
Overwhelming power.
Unshakable absolute mass, like the absolute weight before God.
Obviously, his power also came from God.
There was no other way.
It could only be like this.…….
“Run away….”
Arima Takashi finally made up his mind and inserted his hand into his abdomen. Amid the sound of flesh being torn apart, he pulled out a metal box. A large amount of green blood flowed out of his mouth, but he still felt severe pain as he opened the metal box.
Inside was a heart.
A heart that was still beating and extremely alive.
Even the best doctors would admire its perfect heart.
“Use all your strength to escape as quickly as possible. People like you shouldn’t die here.���
Arima Takashi tore open his chest and stuffed his heart into his chest.
The original plan was to put the heart into it after he or someone else sublimated into the prototype of the old king, so that the last old king, Carthage, who had slaughtered the kings, would be revived from him to end everything.
In this way, this world would not need many sacrifices.
The last remaining flame of their world could also continue in this world.
Yes.
Arima Takashi never believed in the paradise plan.
He knew everything from beginning to end, because as the strongest [perfect man], the regrets of the kings had been paying attention to him, and their whispers had been lingering in his ears. He did not dare to tell anyone about the matter of getting the [Heart of Carthage], but just silently and firmly promoted the plan.
But this world is too strong. It is really too strong.
Not only is it strong in the top extraordinary people fighting fiercely on the horizon, but even at the bottom, it has extremely strong possibilities.
Any one thousand or eight hundred people jointly casting something similar to a magic circle can burst out a power hundreds or thousands of times more than the total, and can withstand his maximum output.
It was simply a miraculous system.
If their world had this system, the evil god disaster would never have erupted.
As a result, he was faced with such a miracle, which made it impossible for even one person to complete the sublimation, and he could only use himself as a carrier.
In this way, what would eventually revive in him was just a powerful and hungry beast.
Only after satisfying that hunger would the rationality of the last king Carthage return.
The number of people sacrificed would be ten or a hundred times larger.
The vision was blurring, and the consciousness was sinking, constantly merging into the huge will that was like the sea and the deep abyss.
Finally, before the moment of self-dissipation, he smiled bitterly and remembered a woman’s entrustment.
“Sorry, I’m really a useless man.”