Chapter 637: 602, Serpent of Destiny!
You once said…
Chapter 637: 602, Serpent of Destiny!
You once said…
Charles pointed a finger, and quickly both Constantine and Borozhe felt it—a surge of power flowing into their bodies, causing an explosive growth in their strength.
Both were surprised and exchanged a glance, then without a word, they threw themselves into the battle in unison.
Both were at the peak of the Sacred level, and at this stage, who wouldn’t aspire to reach the Divine level!
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Although Constantine’s research into the Divine level was far from matching Juno’s, he had delved quite deeply into it.
Borozhe, known as the Great Philosopher, had even surpassed Juno in exploring the mysteries of the Divine level.
Now that they had an Evil God to study, how could they resist?
The two plunged into the battle, and soon each tore off a piece of flesh from the black monkeys, then secretly stashed them away.
With the addition of two peak Sacred level fighters helping to contain more attacks from the Evil God Tuolerdan, the “family” aboard the Holy Light Divine State Title showed varying responses.
Amon even took a step forward and vanished from the Holy Light Divine State Title.
However, Amon didn’t appear on the battlefield.
Instead, he entered a strange realm by following the scent of Evil God Tuolerdan.
It was a dark mountain teeming with countless black monkeys running and leaping about—these monkeys seed to lack consciousness, thought, or a sense of self, moving aimlessly.
Each movent was like that of a puppet on strings, chanical and rigid, creating an eerie discordance.
Amon reached out and grabbed one of the black monkeys, which let out a piercing scream and struggled with unbelievable strength.
Yet the surrounding monkeys acted as if they heard nothing.
Amon, unaffected by the monkey’s struggling, suddenly opened his mouth wide—so wide it was unbelievable, filled with bulging eyes—and bit off the head of the monkey in one go.
After consuming the brain, Amon tossed the monkey’s body to the ground and strode up the dark mountain, continuously eating along the way, only consuming the brains and discarding the headless bodies on the ground.
Soon, the path he took was littered with bodies of black monkeys, missing their heads, with just torsos and limbs.
As Amon ascended the mountain, the bodies of the monkeys he left behind trembled slightly.
Eyes grew from the severed necks and sward out, gathering to the size of a human head and then coalescing into the shape of Amon.
These creatures, with Amon’s head and the bodies of black monkeys, staggered to their feet and silently followed Amon up the mountain.
Soon Amon reached halfway up the mountain where a distinct, sleeping black monkey lay against a rock.
Its presence was unique, and the arrival of Amon prompted it to open its eyes.
Amon smiled and said, “Tuolerdan!
Is this the last bit of consciousness you’ve retained?”
The black monkey quietly produced a black iron staff and said, “Amon!”
“Weren’t you completely obliterated, soul scattered to the winds, turned into a ship by others?”
“How can you still be here?”
With a faint smile, Amon reached into the void and pulled out a long-handled double-edged broadsword, saying, “All thanks to daddy, He gave new consciousness!”
“Why don’t you do the sa and beco His son?”
The black monkey let out a roar, its hands spinning the black iron staff like a windmill, eyes afla with crimson fury.
In an instant, it swung down dozens of strikes.
Amon deflected blow after blow with his dual-bladed broadsword, and in just a mont, the two exchanged dozens of moves.
The black giant ape’s condition was abysmal; with his strength not even reaching the Peak Holy Order, Amon easily gained the upper hand.
As he exerted his strength to block the incoming slam of the giant ape’s club, he pressed his hand against its chest.
The black giant ape let out a horrified cry, forcing Amon away with one powerful swing, but it was too late.
At the spot where Amon had touched, countless eyes sprouted.
It tried to resist the invasion with its full might of Evil Force, yet more and more eyes continued to erge across its body.
Amon did not strike again.
Watching the black giant ape sprout eyes all over its body, it lost its last shred of consciousness, and with a gesture of his hand, all the eyes flew into his palm.
With a pat, Amon absorbed the devoured consciousness into his forehead, where instantly, a sinister Evil Eye appeared.
The eye was blood-red, encircled by a ring of light gold, casting an odd gleam.
Amon casually dropped the long-hafted dual-bladed sword in his hand, bellowing in elation.
After a good while, he overca his bottleneck, standing atop the black mountain and murmured to himself, “The consciousness that was once split from has finally returned to my being!”
“The mont when all my consciousness will be reclaid is not far off.”
“Serpent of Destiny!
You once said…”
Before he could finish, Amon trembled violently, his figure turning ethereal, vanishing from the black mountain.
Below the endless dark void, the battle raged on fiercely.
Charles suddenly realized sothing was amiss and hurriedly withdrew from the conflict.
To his surprise, the massive form of the black giant ape collapsed without warning.
The crumbling body transford into countless branches and vines, rushing waters, scattered feathers, and an uncountable number of eyeballs…
Charles stood dumbfounded, thinking, “How did we win so suddenly?”
“How could the body of this Evil God collapse out of nowhere?”
Constantine and Bolozh did not dare linger; they had no idea why Tuolerdan, an incarnation of the Evil God, had suddenly crumbled.
But the malevolent force in this world grew ever denser.
Although they could cleanse the corruption, they could not afford to stay in such a place for long, especially since Tuolerdan’s incarnation had disintegrated, and with it the strands of Evil Force they had been fighting against.
Glancing at each other, Bolozh imdiately used his mana, leading Count Constantine away from this Other World dinsion.
Back in reality, Constantine was still shaken and asked, “Is this what war between Evil Gods is like?”
Bolozh spoke softly, “The Divine Creatures in the Holy Light Divine State Title are not in their complete form.
Tuolerdan was rely an incarnation, not the main body or a divine body; this cannot be considered a true war of the Evil Gods.”
“Having lost an incarnation, Tuolerdan will surely return with renewed fury.”
Count Constantine took a deep breath and said no more.
They all saw as Charles shortly appeared, looking far worse than they.
His clothes were completely shredded, reduced to a pair of shorts.
His entire being’s spirituality was on the verge of collapse, his aura significantly weakened.
Constantine flew over and grabbed Charles, asking, “How are you?”
Charles had just fought a taxing battle, with enormous exhaustion.
With the Divine Creatures withdrawing their Evil Force, he was in dire need of recovering his spirituality and energy.
In a weary voice, he said, “I need a quiet place to rest for a while.”
Bolozh added, “Co to my place.
It’s peaceful, undisturbed.”
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