Capítulo 894: Chapter 505: Arms Race! (Part 2)

“Who exactly is this?”

Although Lao Huang promised to pay some attention, the closer he got, the more his rationality was gradually devoured by fear. He tried to steady his steps, but was trembling, limping forward with difficulty.

“How should I say it.” Su Qi paused, “I don’t know either…”

“??”

He indeed did not know who the other party was, after all, there were only two words… [Ancient God]

This is a code name referring to ancient gods, which is quite broad; who knows which one it points to.

However, Su Qi looked toward the opposite side.

At the center of the projection, there was almost no specific shape, yet it could not be ignored. It was a core seemingly surrounded by countless twisted tentacles, emitting whispers that made souls tremble, as if summoning fear and despair from the world.

Those whispers were sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, carrying an asphyxiating temptation in between, as if trying to incite the darkest desires in one’s heart.

“Doesn’t seem like a good person.”

Su Qi softly mumbled to himself.

Lao Huang quickly delivered the snacks and retreated swiftly after.

And at this moment, the fluctuation from the earlier projection actually calmed down a bit.

“What’s the principle behind this?”

Su Qi gently spoke: “It’s a power without self-will; it maintains a kind of instinct of its original self, so catering to its preferences is quite important as it can soothe these instincts in some aspects.”

Of course, those so-called tea, coffee, and snacks are merely appearances; in fact, they are appeased through spiritual power transformation.

And only Lao Huang can do these things because he…

escaped from the Ominous Universe himself.

…..

The shadow of the Abyss is spreading terrifyingly, affecting the entire Land of Extreme Evil! Deep Space flows with twisted and bizarre colors like a torn curtain, roaring angrily in the night like a storm, ripping apart countless twisted abnormalities and existences!

The shadow acts like a gigantic net, enveloping the Land of Extreme Evil in endless terror, where everything trembles and struggles.

The stars, once flickering, have now become distorted, wrapped in the shadow that opens; they can only emit silent lamentations. The base around the World Tree seems to be eroded by the Abyss’ Pollution, with black liquid oozing out from the cracks like corrosive poisonous snakes, giving rise to twisted and grim monsters!

The power of the Divine King at the Gods Palace is gradually retreating, with the remaining Divine Power now almost exhausted.

“…. How’s the collection of the Holy Artifact Fragments?”

“Eighty percent complete.”

“Hurry, there’s not much time left.”

At this moment.

Even those Divine Kings who haven’t exhausted all their Divine Power can feel… in this Land of Extreme Evil, it’s as if even the air has become heavy, with the shadow of the Abyss constantly devouring every trace.

Demons and monsters lurking from the Abyss begin to stir under the shadow’s guidance.

Their bodies grow increasingly dreadful due to the Abyss Power, with twisted shapes and eyes shining with endless madness and greed, as if waiting for the moment to tear apart this land.

Meanwhile.

Amidst the Abyss Vortex.

The Evil God is converging flesh, and its form begins to change.

In the shadow, the Evil God’s Sheep Head slowly emerges, its presence akin to boundless darkness, exuding an oppressive aura that stifles. At this moment, it’s constantly absorbing surrounding resentment and despair, transforming these into the source of its power.

Flesh is continuously torn apart and reassembled; the body of the Evil God gradually forms amidst the twists, outlining a vague silhouette, with each reassembly filling the air with a suffocating air.

And within the Abyss Vortex, more abnormal and terrifying sounds are summoned, as if beckoning those forgotten existences.

The sound is deep and long, like whispers from another Dimension, carrying endless temptation and fear. The edges of the vortex continuously twist, with some vague shadows beginning to emerge, as if countless eyes are peering into this world, observing in the dark, emitting low and piercing roars, seemingly excited for an impending dark baptism abominable ritual.

“Doomsday, huh…”

Amidst the vast land, a silhouette is discreetly watching this scene from an unnoticed corner, quietly muttering.

“Those things once… deleted, are ultimately never cleanly erased.”

At the center of the vortex, forms almost invisible persistently gathering, seem like an indescribable entity, with abnormal shapes slowly emerging from the vortex as the sounds grow clearer.

This silhouette gently places the hat back on his head.

“No matter what, the deal made with that kid… no, it should be called a gamble.”

“Now it seems he won.”

“Since that’s the case….”

“He’s the one to whom that thing should be given.”

…

“Boom boom boom.”

The defense line of the Second Battlefield is continually breached, yet there are still those fighting valiantly, growing braver with every battle.

Because they discovered… after slaying enough Abyss Power, the Origin really does descend!

Even now, despite retreating and being suppressed, with the lure of Sanctuary and Origin, everyone fights even more fiercely. Injuries? Sanctuary can heal, Spiritual Energy? The scattered light can recover it. On the battlefield, there’s even command… those Starfire provides various battlefield information, analyzing, deducing, and exposing the weaknesses of all the monsters in combat.

Of course, simultaneously there exists an entity invisible and unknown to anyone, quietly recording every trace.

The disc and the Second Battlefield do not communicate, hence the frantic disturbances below cannot affect the above.

Apart from the World Tree Conference table, this disc also came from there, part of which falls under the Hustler Palace’s jurisdiction, while another part was used as a plate by the Lord of All Dimensions for snacks back then.

In other words, this place can also communicate with the Ominous Universe… which is where the Abyss Vortex currently connects to.

“Brother Evil God… seems to be ready for a big move.”

Su Qi was not surprised.

Ever since obtaining the Evil God’s eyeball, he had stepped from the shadows into the spotlight.

He gained some information about the Evil God and Abyss from the Abyss Complex.

And naturally, the Evil God also acquired his information, observing all the powers he erupted within.

After acquiring the eyeball.

Besides endless wrath and murderous intent, the Evil God discovered some things.

Thus, among options to kill him and other choices, it opted for the higher priority one… initiating Doomsday.

It’s now crafting its physical form, its true form, to descend with its real power and terrifying stance.

Now… the Abyss seems merely to be attempting harmless attacks, allowing the Gods Palace to breathe a sigh of relief, having greater hope in eventually completing the collection of all Holy Artifact Fragments to summon the Master of the Present World’s power.

But… in reality, within that Abyss Vortex, all powers are explosively expanding, and when the Evil God truly descends.

What the Gods Palace will find as its hoped-for salvation will merely be despair.

The only one seeing through this is Su Qi.

He didn’t waste any strength wiping out the Abyss Black Tide invading the Second Battlefield.

Now both sides are in military escalation.

The Evil God doesn’t know how deep the water is on Su Buxian’s side, but it saw the Master of the Present World’s power; this former rival… enough for it to open that terrifying eye to observe.

And Su Qi does not know the true form of Doomsday within the Abyss Vortex, nor the authentic image of the [Terminator] in the Old Days abyss.

But.

It doesn’t matter.

Su Qi observed the fourth projection emerging on the round table, this silhouette seems not as powerful compared with others, without extraordinary aura or dreadful fluctuations, yet its appearance on the round table’s chair signifies this existence is on par with other projections.

Su Qi smiled:

“Oh, my friend…”

“We’re finally meeting again.”