Capítulo 891: Chapter 504: Two Guests

Actually.

Even at its peak, the Gods Palace cannot withstand such an impact.

After devouring the traces of the entire main battlefield and opening a bizarre Abyss Channel, the current Abyss… has completely changed.

The Divine Kings are merely buying time now, using whatever remaining strength they have to slow down the Abyss’s overwhelming pace.

This allows the Gods Palace to quickly collect the Holy Artifact Fragments and release the power of the Master of the Present World, only then can the current battle situation change.

However, on this chaotic battlefield.

The power of the Divine King exudes terrifying waves, like invisible ocean waves, rolling over layer upon layer, spreading in all directions.

With their full firepower and no other Demon God King to hinder, they indeed can delay for a while.

The Sky Dome of the entire Second Battlefield is covered with dark clouds, lightning occasionally pierces the sky, and the Darkness turns into a massive shadow, as if foretelling an ominous fate, permeating with a sense of urgency, the intertwining of heat waves and cold winds mixed with the wandering debris and sharp twisted sounds.

“The erosion of the Abyss Black Tide?”

Su Qi naturally understood that the Black Tide had the ability to devour traces, and each bit of trace it devoured made the whirlpool leading to the Sea of Old Days larger, and the strength of the Abyss stronger.

And most importantly, still standing above in Deep Space, before the towering Abyss Black Darkness whirlpool, the Evil God, for some reason, did not move, but the aura on its body, the surging Black Tide kept twisting, constantly changing.

“Boom boom boom!”

Above the vast Deep Space, the Abyss Black Darkness whirlpool was like a bottomless abyss, devouring all surrounding light and color, seemingly the absolute darkness existing in the universe.

At the edge of the whirlpool, eerie light spots flicker sometimes, those are countless souls already devoured and desperate cries, being erased in the dark whirlpool.

And the Evil God stands in it, its figure gradually enlarging in an instant, like an indescribable mountain, covering the sky, its aura surging like ocean waves, yet with subtle changes that are hard to grasp.

Although it hasn’t moved an inch, the surrounding space has undergone intense fluctuations due to its presence, as if some inexplicable mysterious power is arriving.

“What exactly is the Evil God doing?”

The Bell-Ringer couldn’t help but speak, his expression extremely grave.

The form of the Evil God is shrouded in twisted Black Fog, occasionally revealing outlines that appear exceptionally ferocious, as if every detail tears at the edge of the Present World.

The distorted fluctuations are like stormy waves in the sea, sometimes calm as a mirror, and other times stirring up violent whirlpools, carrying the stench of the Abyss and boundless despair, behind it, countless vague phantoms appear in the void, these are demons crawling out from the depths of the Abyss, bowing to it obediently, as if waiting for the command from their master.

“Completely accumulating some kind of terrifying power…”

“Doomsday…”

Su Qi gently uttered these two words, the Evil God is different from other Gods, not only called the Master of the Abyss, but while other Gods are locked deep in the Old Days, it was instead only sealed into the Abyss, its will remains in the world, not falling into slumber.

The consciousness of the Evil God wanders in the dark Abyss, amidst the powerful strength and the unnamable waves of terror.

Yet it grows increasingly calm and silent, seeming to wait for some unpredictable moment, in this silence, time seems to stagnate, even the whirlpool’s turbulence becomes slow and heavy.

“The end… is near.”

This consciousness is like a whisper lurking deep within the Abyss, quietly and firmly eroding the Present World, the dark whirlpool rotates within, bringing waves of suffocating terror, as if hinting at some irreversible fate approaching!

However.

At this moment, the Evil God melds into this eerie fluctuation, as if returning home.

On the other side.

The edge of the Second Battlefield, the power of the Abyss breaks through the defenses like a countercurrent, the Divine King’s power cannot kill it all, raging winds howl, and the various ancient power-bearers in the Gods Palace who can still fight are completely unable to resist.

“They can’t withstand it now…” The Bell-Ringer looked upon this scene, then raised his head to look at his Hong Zhong.

Su Qi’s voice slowly rang out: “Stop obsessing over your Hong Zhong.”

“Have you forgotten something, the Second Battlefield… Although chaotic, don’t forget that this is where the most power resides.”

The Bell-Ringer paused slightly.

He understood what Su Qi meant.

Numerous palace groups… and still many adventurers, Divine Sons of the Chaos Camp, God’s Sons, and numerous forces, all are on the Second Battlefield.

“The Gods Palace cannot command those… beings not belonging to the camp, furthermore, it’s too chaotic.”

Not to mention small groups, even each adventurer is an independent individual in battle.

“Wrong.” Su Qi snapped his fingers: “As long as there are sufficient benefits and Sanctuary… no matter how chaotic, a main force can be formed, standing on the same camp.”

And in the next moment, the radiance of the Hustler Palace’s Sanctuary descended heavily.

Others may lack, but he has plenty of points.

The upgrade of the Hustler Palace is entirely meaningful, point production reaches tens of millions per second, plus his personal is about millions per second.

These points are essentially the strength of the World Tree, after planting the Old World Tree Seed in the Hustler Palace, it seems as the points increase, a little by little vitality awakens from within it.

With such quantities, Su Qi naturally can provide Sanctuary for everyone.