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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0368_part_03
Chapter 892
chapter 0368 part 3
As soon as these demons formed, flapping their flesh wings, they beat their wings and chased after the attack helicopter.
Strangely, these demons merely followed behind the attack helicopter and did not seem to intend to catch up. Instead, they deliberately made noise, seemingly wanting to drive them towards a certain place.
In the blood mist, a figure enveloped in black energy flame appeared before the Meat Mountain Fatty.
"How was the probing?"
The Meat Mountain Fatty lowered his head, looking distressed at the liquid flowing from the ruptured pustules on his body surface. If he were Outside, or in the Dimensional Realm he ruled.
His power was almost infinite, and the demons formed from the pustules on his body could return to his body in the form of energy after death.
But in this strange Space, as soon as the demons he split off suffered a wound, the blood mist would instantly envelop them, devouring them skin and bone.
Their eating habits were even more brutal than him, a Demon King of Hell.
"It's useless, those humans in this Space will also be corroded by this red mist!" The figure enveloped in black energy flame shook his head.
"It seems he sees us as prey! He won't let us leave easily. It's just, who is hunting whom?!"
Although the figure enveloped in black energy flame said this, the two Demon Kings of Hell knew clearly in their hearts.
To dare to scheme against so many Demon Kings of Hell and Dimension Gods, not to mention his strength, just his appetite and courage were beyond their reach.
This red mist Space was constantly absorbing their energy. Although they isolated it with their own energy, it only slowed down the rate of energy loss.
As for breaking this red mist Space, they had tried many times, but the intensity of this red mist Space was unexpectedly solid, and Space was nested within Space, like a Space Maze.
Several Dimensional Lords and Demon Kings of Hell whose strength was no less than theirs were trapped in the Space Maze and then surrounded and killed by those things.
At this moment, the figure enveloped in black energy flame and the Meat Mountain Fatty simultaneously looked towards the Direction of the blood mist.
"Damn it, those things are coming after us!"
The figure enveloped in black energy flame cursed angrily. Without seeming to wait for the Meat Mountain Fatty, he instantly fled.
The Meat Mountain Fatty glanced at his "temporary allies" who had rushed into the blood mist and disappeared without a trace. From his tonnage, it was clear that his speed was not fast. Sensing the increasingly close aura in the blood mist, he fiercely rubbed his exposed belly with his large hand, and large areas of pustules instantly burst open.
Green liquid spurted from them, transforming into countless dense black demons, which met the figure in the blood mist.
The Meat Mountain Fatty took advantage of this to immediately stride forward, chasing after the Direction his "temporary allies" had fled! But the next moment, heavy footsteps sounded in the blood mist in front of him.
The Meat Mountain Fatty's face changed drastically. Before he could react, a pitch black great halberd stabbed towards him from the blood mist in front of him.
Facing the sudden great halberd, a flail hammer appeared in the Meat Mountain Fatty's hand at some point. He swung the giant hammer down towards the great halberd.
An existence capable of occupying an Abyss and becoming a Demon King of Hell naturally had some tricks up his sleeve.
If the Meat Mountain Fatty's strike were in the Material World, it could even flatten a Mountain Peak, which shows how powerful his strength was.
But facing him was the Gonggong Ancestral Witch True Form visualized by Tang Song. Existences like Ancestral Wu were born for combat. Although the power of the Gonggong Ancestral Witch True Form visualized by Tang Song was less than one-billionth of its peak,
His combat technique and martial skill were something the Meat Mountain Fatty could not compare to. In just an instant, the pitch black great halberd, with a lift and a pull, sent the flail hammer in the Fatty's hand flying.
This kind of skill, stemming from combat instinct, even Tang Song, who was sitting in the center of the Underworld River Altar with full map view enabled, understood that although these true form diagrams were visualized by himself, this combat instinct could not be used unless he recalled these Ancestral Witch True Forms back into his Inside the Body now.
Otherwise, he couldn't use it. This wasn't a specific martial art, but combat instinct.
After the Gonggong True Form sent the flail hammer from the Fatty's hand flying, the halberd blade directly pierced the Fatty's chest.
However, the Meat Mountain Fatty's layer of fat was not for show. This strike from the Gonggong True Form did not pierce through him.
The Meat Mountain Fatty, in pain, no longer cared about conserving his primal power. He let out a cow roar from his mouth and revealed his true body. His entire body rapidly expanded, transforming into a one-eyed Strong Man over a thousand meters tall, covered in muscle tumors.
This fellow had six arms, each holding a giant hammer comparable in size to a house. He bent down, like playing whack-a-mole, and slammed the giant hammers in his hands down onto the Gonggong True Form's head with loud bangs.
Rumble! The Gonggong True Form flexibly dodged one hammer. The house-sized giant hammer, covered in viscous green liquid, slammed heavily onto the Ground. The enormous force caused the entire Altar Space to tremble.
Boom boom boom—
The One-Eyed Strong Man, transformed from the Meat Mountain Fatty, slammed down hammer after hammer. After dodging his attacks repeatedly, the Gonggong True Form's body flickered and also transformed to over a thousand meters tall.
Holding the great halberd, he fought fiercely with the One-Eyed Strong Man.
"The fourth one!"
Tang Song, sitting in the center of the Altar, looked at the One-Eyed Strong Man transformed from the Meat Mountain Fatty. With a thought, the blood mist near the One-Eyed Strong Man seemed to come alive, transforming into blood-colored giant serpents, dozens of meters thick, which bound the One-Eyed Strong Man's six arms and two legs, and coiled around his neck.
In the Marvel World, Blood Sea Hell, hundreds of millions of blood shadows, Blood God Clones, and the fierce soul and malicious spirit led by Ox-Head and Horse-Face seemed to have an invisible rope in their hands. They pulled with all their might.
The One-Eyed Strong Man had just raised the flail hammer in his hand. The next moment, he was pulled to the Ground by an irresistible great strength.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the One-Eyed Strong Man collapsed like a falling Mountain Peak. Near a corner of the Underworld River Altar, on the Rooftop of an abandoned Tall building, countless complex magic arrays were already drawn.
Within the magic arrays, a powerful dark energy surged and flashed, blocking the blood mist outside the magic array.
The figure enveloped in black energy flame arrived at the Rooftop of the Tall building almost instantly. Feeling the chilling dark forces emanating from the magic array.
A rare sense of security welled up in his heart. He ignored the obstruction of hundreds of layers of complex dark magic arrays, passed through layer after layer of magic barriers, and walked into the magic barrier that they had jointly propped up. Within this barrier, six or seven "people" were already waiting.
(end of chapter)
As soon as these demons formed, flapping their flesh wings, they beat their wings and chased after the attack helicopter.
Strangely, these demons merely followed behind the attack helicopter and did not seem to intend to catch up. Instead, they deliberately made noise, seemingly wanting to drive them towards a certain place.
In the blood mist, a figure enveloped in black energy flame appeared before the Meat Mountain Fatty.
"How was the probing?"
The Meat Mountain Fatty lowered his head, looking distressed at the liquid flowing from the ruptured pustules on his body surface. If he were Outside, or in the Dimensional Realm he ruled.
His power was almost infinite, and the demons formed from the pustules on his body could return to his body in the form of energy after death.
But in this strange Space, as soon as the demons he split off suffered a wound, the blood mist would instantly envelop them, devouring them skin and bone.
Their eating habits were even more brutal than him, a Demon King of Hell.
"It's useless, those humans in this Space will also be corroded by this red mist!" The figure enveloped in black energy flame shook his head.
"It seems he sees us as prey! He won't let us leave easily. It's just, who is hunting whom?!"
Although the figure enveloped in black energy flame said this, the two Demon Kings of Hell knew clearly in their hearts.
To dare to scheme against so many Demon Kings of Hell and Dimension Gods, not to mention his strength, just his appetite and courage were beyond their reach.
This red mist Space was constantly absorbing their energy. Although they isolated it with their own energy, it only slowed down the rate of energy loss.
As for breaking this red mist Space, they had tried many times, but the intensity of this red mist Space was unexpectedly solid, and Space was nested within Space, like a Space Maze.
Several Dimensional Lords and Demon Kings of Hell whose strength was no less than theirs were trapped in the Space Maze and then surrounded and killed by those things.
At this moment, the figure enveloped in black energy flame and the Meat Mountain Fatty simultaneously looked towards the Direction of the blood mist.
"Damn it, those things are coming after us!"
The figure enveloped in black energy flame cursed angrily. Without seeming to wait for the Meat Mountain Fatty, he instantly fled.
The Meat Mountain Fatty glanced at his "temporary allies" who had rushed into the blood mist and disappeared without a trace. From his tonnage, it was clear that his speed was not fast. Sensing the increasingly close aura in the blood mist, he fiercely rubbed his exposed belly with his large hand, and large areas of pustules instantly burst open.
Green liquid spurted from them, transforming into countless dense black demons, which met the figure in the blood mist.
The Meat Mountain Fatty took advantage of this to immediately stride forward, chasing after the Direction his "temporary allies" had fled! But the next moment, heavy footsteps sounded in the blood mist in front of him.
The Meat Mountain Fatty's face changed drastically. Before he could react, a pitch black great halberd stabbed towards him from the blood mist in front of him.
Facing the sudden great halberd, a flail hammer appeared in the Meat Mountain Fatty's hand at some point. He swung the giant hammer down towards the great halberd.
An existence capable of occupying an Abyss and becoming a Demon King of Hell naturally had some tricks up his sleeve.
If the Meat Mountain Fatty's strike were in the Material World, it could even flatten a Mountain Peak, which shows how powerful his strength was.
But facing him was the Gonggong Ancestral Witch True Form visualized by Tang Song. Existences like Ancestral Wu were born for combat. Although the power of the Gonggong Ancestral Witch True Form visualized by Tang Song was less than one-billionth of its peak,
His combat technique and martial skill were something the Meat Mountain Fatty could not compare to. In just an instant, the pitch black great halberd, with a lift and a pull, sent the flail hammer in the Fatty's hand flying.
This kind of skill, stemming from combat instinct, even Tang Song, who was sitting in the center of the Underworld River Altar with full map view enabled, understood that although these true form diagrams were visualized by himself, this combat instinct could not be used unless he recalled these Ancestral Witch True Forms back into his Inside the Body now.
Otherwise, he couldn't use it. This wasn't a specific martial art, but combat instinct.
After the Gonggong True Form sent the flail hammer from the Fatty's hand flying, the halberd blade directly pierced the Fatty's chest.
However, the Meat Mountain Fatty's layer of fat was not for show. This strike from the Gonggong True Form did not pierce through him.
The Meat Mountain Fatty, in pain, no longer cared about conserving his primal power. He let out a cow roar from his mouth and revealed his true body. His entire body rapidly expanded, transforming into a one-eyed Strong Man over a thousand meters tall, covered in muscle tumors.
This fellow had six arms, each holding a giant hammer comparable in size to a house. He bent down, like playing whack-a-mole, and slammed the giant hammers in his hands down onto the Gonggong True Form's head with loud bangs.
Rumble! The Gonggong True Form flexibly dodged one hammer. The house-sized giant hammer, covered in viscous green liquid, slammed heavily onto the Ground. The enormous force caused the entire Altar Space to tremble.
Boom boom boom—
The One-Eyed Strong Man, transformed from the Meat Mountain Fatty, slammed down hammer after hammer. After dodging his attacks repeatedly, the Gonggong True Form's body flickered and also transformed to over a thousand meters tall.
Holding the great halberd, he fought fiercely with the One-Eyed Strong Man.
"The fourth one!"
Tang Song, sitting in the center of the Altar, looked at the One-Eyed Strong Man transformed from the Meat Mountain Fatty. With a thought, the blood mist near the One-Eyed Strong Man seemed to come alive, transforming into blood-colored giant serpents, dozens of meters thick, which bound the One-Eyed Strong Man's six arms and two legs, and coiled around his neck.
In the Marvel World, Blood Sea Hell, hundreds of millions of blood shadows, Blood God Clones, and the fierce soul and malicious spirit led by Ox-Head and Horse-Face seemed to have an invisible rope in their hands. They pulled with all their might.
The One-Eyed Strong Man had just raised the flail hammer in his hand. The next moment, he was pulled to the Ground by an irresistible great strength.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the One-Eyed Strong Man collapsed like a falling Mountain Peak. Near a corner of the Underworld River Altar, on the Rooftop of an abandoned Tall building, countless complex magic arrays were already drawn.
Within the magic arrays, a powerful dark energy surged and flashed, blocking the blood mist outside the magic array.
The figure enveloped in black energy flame arrived at the Rooftop of the Tall building almost instantly. Feeling the chilling dark forces emanating from the magic array.
A rare sense of security welled up in his heart. He ignored the obstruction of hundreds of layers of complex dark magic arrays, passed through layer after layer of magic barriers, and walked into the magic barrier that they had jointly propped up. Within this barrier, six or seven "people" were already waiting.
(end of chapter)
