Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman Chapter 524: 294: Oh High Tower Master, He Shines Like a Son

Chapter 524: Chapter 294: Oh High Tower Master, He Shines Like a Song!

In the silvery-white tower,

the suspended, swollen giant opened his eyes and, in the blink of an eye, transford the Evil Spirits within a hundred miles into crimson powder.

This powder then flew toward his body on its own, rging into his pale skin that emitted a bloody glow.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Sons of the Evil God all slowed their pace.

However, the Evil Spirits from all directions in the Dark Void, driven by the will of the Mother Goddess and devoid of emotion, continued to charge forward.

Soon, the Sons of the Evil God watched incredulously as wave after wave crashed forward,

only to be turned into crimson powder without any effect, becoming nourishnt for the suspended, swollen giant.

“This isn’t having any diminishing effect!”

Fear caused the body of the Evil God’s Seventh Son, hidden in the darkness, to tremble slightly:

“What kind of monster is this, and how can it so effortlessly consu Evil Spirits as food!”

The Evil God’s Seventh Son had only seen such a scene when the Mother Goddess was awake.

But it was normal for the Mother Goddess, being the source of power for all Sons of the Evil God and Evil Spirits, to disintegrate and digest them with ease.

But this suspended monster… by what ans can it do the sa!

“Take action! We can’t let it consu any further!”

“Its aura continues to expand, and the Mother Goddess will definitely seize control of our bodies, making us even more passive!”

In the blink of an eye, the Seventh Son of the Evil God realized the pros and cons and roared, transmitting his Divine Sense to his companions nearby.

Now, these Sons of the Evil God, like him, were trapped here, bound together like grasshoppers.

This in turn provided these Sons of the Evil God with a rare opportunity for cooperation.

“Let’s strike!”

In the Dark Void, a cold voice of one of the Sons of the Evil God rang out.

The silhouettes of six Sons of the Evil God, looming at least several thousand ters tall, appeared around the silvery-white tower.

Perhaps knowing that pure Evil Power was ineffective against this terrifying unknown entity,

the Sons of the Evil God collectively chose to strike with their own claws.

The massive claws, each capable of grasping the body of the silvery-white tower,

however, at that mont, the suspended, swollen giant suddenly fell from the tower.

Then, agilely climbing to the peak of the tower in two steps,

one hand grasping the spire,

the other hand ford a fist and launched a punch towards the position above.

Instantly, the entire sky seed to shatter, suddenly displaying a web of cracks.

The claws of the Evil God that had just reached down

were also affected by the spatial storm caused by this punch.

All of the claws extended by the Sons of the Evil God split at once and disintegrated with the space in re monts!

Following that, those shattered bodies and a large amount of spraying black blood

were all sucked in with a breath by the swollen giant atop the tower,

then all flashed crimson and turned into crimson powder before being swallowed entirely.

That made the originally a few hundred ters high swollen giant rapidly expand to a kiloter, several kiloters high.

Consequently, the previously suspended tower now seed sowhat disproportionate compared to its current size.

However, the incongruent silvery-white tower did not show any signs of discomfort.

Rather, the sharp-eyed Sons of the Evil God noticed

that the hollow spot in the middle of the tower

had sohow suspended a new oval, pink, fleshy embryo.

From the writhing shadows of the embryo, it was clearly another suspended, swollen giant!

And judging by the aura and various details,

the giant inside the embryo bore no essential difference from the one that had swung its fist from the spire.

And during the re monts of the Sons of the Evil God’s hesitation,

the embryo inside the hollow center of the silvery-white tower had already shed its coat.

A new swollen giant, identical to the one before, dangled before the eyes of all observers,

and with a faint glow emanating from the giant,

a brief comparison would reveal that this newborn swollen giant clearly had a stronger absorption power of the Evil Qi within the mother than the previous one did.

Clearly, this was not rely a repeated production of a flesh Puppet.

Adjustnts were also being made to the Puppet’s body according to the grand environnt!

“Sothing’s not right!”

“That swollen giant is just a flesh Puppet!”

“That silvery-white tower itself is the debut of the monstrous entity that alerts the Mother Goddess!”

“But, how is this possible?”

“How can what is easily capable of smashing our combined strikes with a single punch be just a mass-produced flesh Puppet?”

“Moreover… it rapidly adjusted according to the environnt within the mother’s Dark Void!”

“What kind of monster is this!”

While the losing Sons of the Evil God, leveraging the environnt of the mother, rapidly restored their damaged bodies,

they continuously employed secret techniques, attempting to unravel the roots of this monster before them.

Though it might have been less than thirty breaths since they first made contact with this entity,

they found the strangeness before them to be far more baffling and terrifying than anything they had encountered in their lifetis.

More crucially, the realm of the opponent was ostensibly lower than their own,

yet they should have won by a large margin!

But in actual combat, their own abilities were suppressed, overwheld by the opponent.

It felt similar to how they used Evil Power to bully the indigenous people of small worlds.

However, it was better for these Sons of the Evil God to not use secret techniques, for after they did,

from thousands of miles away, they saw before them a monuntally vast, imnsely majestic sight.