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Chapter 1669: Chapter 1667 The Trap

The sound erging from within Han Dong’s body resembled both the birth and the destruction of the universe.

Apart from Pope having a rough understanding of its anings, others couldn’t comprehend such language.

But while Han Dong, as the ‘holder’, couldn’t understand it, he could clearly sense the aning… This Demon Sword, which even the Black Tower found hard to discern and had changed hands multiple tis, seed to have sniffed a ‘delicacy’ it particularly liked.

‘Hmm? Such a fortunate event.

This Demon Sword is actually interested in the ‘anti-life’ between shattered dinsions… Are they of the sa type?

Moreover, I can leverage the Demon Sword to get out of this awkward situation.’

The current ‘situation’ Han Dong was in was indeed troubleso,

needing to pretend to be ‘under Morgan’s control’, to ensure he could later distance himself from Morgan, secretly complete the transaction, and get away cleanly.

anwhile, he also had to find a way to deal with this kind of ‘anti-life’ he had never encountered before.

Just as the sudden resonance sensation passed from the Demon Sword to Han Dong, making him think of a good idea.

Due to the strong resonance,

the Demon Sword pierced through Han Dong’s abdon, actively drilling out of his body…

Of course.

At this ti, the Demon Sword did not reveal its true form, wrapped by a special scabbard made of tentacles… whether it was the eye of Eugenes or Morgan’s brain, neither could discern the essence of the Demon Sword.

Swish!

The Demon Sword that erged from the body autonomously delivered an upward slash.

The respirator on Han Dong’s face was severed, and his dull eyes quickly regained brilliance.

Since it’s acting, it should be convincing,

Han Dong pretended to lose his mory, looking around, even expressing hostility and vigilance towards Morgan.

“What’s going on? Pope, why are you here too?

Where is this place… What the hell is this thing? Why can I only observe with vision, but other senses are ineffective?”

Pope, seeing this, imdiately compressed the current information in the form of ‘mory compression’ and sent it to Han Dong.

“…Nicholas.

Let’s set Morgan’s issue aside for now, we need to first consider the dilemma before us! The Demon Sword you obtained from Fate Space might be useful against this type of life.

However, before confirming whether it is truly effective, under no circumstances should you co into contact with this thing.

Otherwise, you may experience [Dinsional Reduction Zero].

Additionally, Eugenes and I will try attacking with the power of the Demon Book, the to itself surpasses the rules of existence.”

“Okay, I’ll try to find a chance.”

Han Dong constantly stimulated his brain with mad laughter, restraining his internal danger perception and an unknown fear.

The current situation was different from any battle he had encountered before,

‘Touch once and it’s over’ was too frightening, a slight mistake could lead to completely unknown outcos, possibly death, or sothing worse.

“Eugenes! Attack with the Demon Book… strive to destroy it in one move.”

“Alright!”

The two had cooperated multiple tis before, enough to sync with just a glance.

Kakaka~!

The flesh of Eugenes tore open vertically from the abdon, revealing an exaggerated sharp-toothed mouth… even peeking into an inner world filled with eerie believers.

The inner world centered around a black flesh mountain, surrounded by a ring-like fortress reminiscent of dieval Europe.

The inner architecture was mainly church-centered,

and all the residents were corpse-eating devotees,

having simultaneously sensed the will of God, they held the grandest feasting banquets in the town, either devouring fresh ingredients left raw on the table, or consuming each other among diners.

This artistic conception was directly transmitted to Eugenes, the main body.

This was incomparable to the suppression status in the ‘Ladybug Ga’.

The artistic conception brought a certain impact on reality, causing weird mouths to appear across Eugenes’ body, indiscriminately consuming anyone who ca close.

This mont, Eugenes quietly glanced at Han Dong beside him, muttering:

‘Nicholas, let

show you the strength I have reached now…’

As Eugenes slowly raised his right arm.

Hiss swish! The sound of flesh tearing was extrely clear, as if tearing apart plump raw at.

An extrely bloody scene unfolded.

A horizontal tear erged from the center of the palm,

progressed past the wrist, spreading across the entire forearm until the elbow… strange, tooth-lined wounds grew between the completely ripped sections of the arm.

Simultaneously, each tooth surface was engraved with bizarre patterns.

At this mont, the only desire within Eugenes was to ‘eat’.

Crunch!

When the mutated arm clamped up and down.

No spatial process, no ti lapse.

The anti-life, walking slowly like a zombie, was suddenly subjected to an irresistible gnaw, chew, and gulp…

Its nerve-brain-tentacle body was visibly chewed up like ‘beef strips’,

and the brain in the jar, as the main body, was forcibly bitten apart like a lollipop,

the fragnted flesh and the surrounding space vanished altogether.

One hit, fatal!

Seeing this scene.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief! Pope also temporarily released the state of driving the Demon Book.

At least it showed that the Demon Book was effective, capable of killing the so-called ‘anti-life’.

“Not as troubleso as expected, Eugenes did well.”

“It’s a piece of cake.”

Eugenes appeared to be relaxed and at ease.

In reality, due to his fear of the unknown, he didn’t hold back at all earlier, exhibiting his full strength… a large portion of his internal energy dissipated.

However.

It was also because of Eugenes’ perfect strike that most of the unknown fear among the people was dispelled.

The traitor Morgan, upon seeing this, canceled his plan to retreat, since the Demon Book was effective, and its effects were good, they continued to advance.

“Not bad.

You young ones perform well, and I, like the other Old Kings, will naturally bestow blessings upon you.

Let’s go… there’s not much distance left to our destination, [Brain Palace], if there are no obstacles, we can get there in half an hour.”

However.

Just as Morgan gave the order to advance.

Weird noises began pouring into the Brain Palace.

Dinsional organisms, bearing, wrapping, or floating with ‘brains in jars’, flocked into the Brain Palace… numbering in hundreds.

“This!”

Seeing this, Eugenes was so frightened that he emitted a foul and pungent odor.

Pope imdiately attempted to communicate with the void, trying to establish a spatial channel to escape to the outside… only to realize that the [Brain Palace] had been completely locked by an invisible force before they knew it.

“Before they approach, leave none alive, wipe them all out!”

Pope exhibited the deanor of a leader, without any hesitation, imdiately providing the wisest answer.

Assuming a cross-legged, ditative state hovering midair.

The void tentacles growing from his back were already connected to that extrely rotten, evil world.

[Revelation of Glaki]

Even the companions felt sothing writhing within them.

Clack, clack, clack!

Three ‘brains in jars’ exploded from within, one by one, disgusting parasitic evil things erged from between the brains.

Just as Pope prepared to lock onto other targets.

An extrely dangerous feeling surged within, death was imminent!

Buzz! An anomalous spatial transfer occurred, with no process to speak of.

One ter away from Pope, a point exceedingly dangerous and ominous appeared.

The next second transford into an ‘anti-life’, with nerves weaving its body, centered on the brain in the jar.

Ten fingers swiftly extended towards Pope, once in contact, they would imdiately disrupt Pope, a normal lifeform’s system of rules, causing Dinsional Reduction Zero.

Due to the void constraint, there was no ti to dodge.

The Starfield Brain even identified a self-mutilating escape thod – abandoning the body.

At this critical mont.

A black shadow arrived.

Zing!

A black sword aura symbolizing the cosmic fluid state flashed before his eyes.

The brain in the jar was cut open vertically.

Moreover, the ‘black spots’ acting as its body connection points were absorbed by the Demon Sword, dissipating into nothingness.

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