Chapter 903 Shadows of the Past

The uninvited guest came through the wall with a strong intention to kill, and the crazy power from the devil was released without any cover, causing chaotic air currents to surge in all directions, like an approaching storm.

Sa Qin looked at it in horror. The ether reaction rivaling that of the Glorious One was being continuously released from its body. Deep in the wriggling mouthparts, dark tar seemed to be boiling, exuding a foul smell.

Even though Sa Qin is not as knowledgeable as Hill, he immediately judged the identity of the other party's evil in this world. After all, with such a weird shape, powerful strength and devil's power, except for those who are completely dedicated to the devil Sadly, no one else has such power.

"Damn it, this guy has the ability to tear apart warp paths!"

Sa Qin stabilized his figure and watched as the monster's infinite arms tore open the winding path bit by bit, allowing its bloated and huge body to gradually fill the entire space.

Relying on the ability to tear the winding path, it quietly penetrated into the depths of the Golden Palace and carried out beheading operations against the supreme existence of Raymond Gaiton... Thinking of this, Sa Qin's eyes became horrified. For a moment, he forgot all the previous conflicts with Hill and yelled instead.

"Go! Hill, its target is you!"

Facing Saqin's roar, Hill turned his back and shook his head. His voice was low, but it still reached Saqin's ears clearly in the storm.

"No, it wasn't me."

Hill raised his head and looked at the monster that gradually revealed its complete form.

This worm-like monster is huge and complex, covered with a layer of pale skin without any breath of life. Instead, it exudes a strange and chilling smoothness, but when you touch its surface, You will feel a sticky and disgusting touch, as if it is coated with an invisible layer of mucus.

The entire middle part of the monster's body is tightly adhered to countless helpless and wailing humans. Their bodies are integrated with the monster, unable to break free on their own. Their mouths keep making sounds of mourning and collapse, like a grand lament. .

As the monster squirmed, thousands of arms followed, dragging it like centipede feet. The arms criss-crossed the body, extending overwhelmingly. They kept waving, as if trying to escape from this endless world. suffering.

"Please forgive me for my hasty arrival," an evil voice suddenly sounded, "I'm just curious about what you are plotting."

The sound came from the countless faces on the monster's body. They spoke one after another, staring at Hill with empty eyes.

"It's always exciting to disrupt other people's affairs."

Mammon's laughter was so harsh that it was like fingernails scratching on a blackboard.

His servant, his evil in this world also became restless again at this time.

The Throat of the Abyss twisted its body vigorously, opening its dark, abyss-like mouth on its blank face. Except for the sharp teeth all over the cavity, there was only pure darkness.

It seems that the mouth of the Abyss-Swallowing Throat does not lead to its stomach, but to another, more bizarre space, like a black hole that swallows everything. An evil and horrifying aura is emitted from it. Anyone who steps in will be There is no return.

Hill faced the Throat of Tunyu, his expression did not change much from the beginning to the end. He put on the exquisite mask leisurely to cover his face.

King Solomon's back was turned to everyone. In a place where Sa Qin and Susie could not see, the dark tar slowly overflowed from the gaps in his mask. They did not drip, but slowly seeped into King Solomon's body. , as if he had become the carrier of these strange substances.

The next moment, King Solomon's own ether intensity also soared, breaking through the critical levels and showing his original posture.

Sa Qin came to Susie's side with difficulty and hugged her tightly. In this vast space, they had no room to escape and could only look at King Solomon who was confronting the Throat of the Abyss from a distance.

"The Glorious One?"

Feeling the power coming from King Solomon, Sa Qin couldn't help but exclaimed.

During these years, King Solomon was not only secretly studying the New World Plan, but he also went through a series of promotions and changes, and finally reached the stage of Glorious One.

No...that's not enough.

King Solomon was a scholar, not a warrior. What's more, even though he had mastered the power of the Glorious One, he was not facing an equally powerful enemy, but the evil of this world.

The throat of the abyss swallowed turbid air, and the dark air spurted out, carrying the energy of destruction and despair. The billowing black smoke completely enveloped King Solomon.

There were crackling sounds, bursts of electricity, and a long mournful cry from the black mist. The Throat of Tunyuan continued to twist its body, rushing into the black mist, running rampant, and the terrifying mouthparts repeatedly grabbed, Swallowing, trying to take King Solomon into his mouth.

Sa Qin couldn't see the specific battle situation, and a little black mist slowly overflowed. The moment he came into contact with Sa Qin, Sa Qin immediately fell into an absurd and evil scene, and the dark atmosphere filled his senses, despair. and fear will have no escape.

"Ha ha……"

Heavy breathing sounds continued one after another. Saqin was restrained by this huge and disgusting monster and became a part of its evil movement. In the weird hallucination, he even felt that he had completely lost his freedom and hope, and could no longer get rid of its disgusting and twisted body. Bound by pain, he is doomed to sink into darkness and evil.

Susi and Saqin had the same feeling. Even though she was powerless, she still tried to hold the baby in her arms tightly.

Everything in the world seemed to have fallen into purgatory, until the strength of the ether from the black fog increased further, it surpassed the shackles of the Glory One and reached a higher existence.

The Crowned One.

Even though she was bound by heavy illusions, when she sensed the power, Saqin still woke up briefly and looked into the lingering black fog.

The palpitating ether strength was fleeting, as if the feeling just now was just an illusion.

No... This is definitely not an illusion. Saqin can be sure that the Crowned One who only existed in the hypothesis really appeared in reality at that moment.

Saqin murmured, "What have you studied?"

The majestic ether dispelled the black fog and revealed the core of the battle. The Throat of the Swallowing Abyss surrounded King Solomon like a giant snake. Countless arms reached out to him, trying to tear him apart, but they were blocked by the extremely solid ether barrier and could not be shaken at all.

King Solomon's back bulged, as if two huge lumps had grown, and then the lumps burst and tore the clothes, and the bloody wings spread out, flapping the air.

As described in the myth, red scales precipitated from King Solomon's body, and lumps grew one after another on his neck. A bloody dragon head emerged from it, with long and curved horns, breathing hotly, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of burning, as if there were pieces of corpses burned into dry bones.

Seven heads and ten horns.

Saqin blinked, and suddenly, the terrifying red dragon in front of him disappeared. It seemed to be an illusion, and the familiar figure remained in front of Saqin.

For a moment, an inexplicable feeling gripped Saqin's heart, and he was a little confused about reality and truth.

What happened?

Saqin asked himself, but he couldn't find the answer. He felt like he had stepped into a conspiracy, but this conspiracy was so grand that even if he realized it, he still couldn't see his situation clearly.

He could only hold his lover tightly in his arms and leave all his fate to his friends, to King Solomon.

So King Solomon raised his hand high, he was calling for something, and soon, the thing being called responded.

The stars hanging above the boundless dome trembled violently, and the daytime sun in the core of the stars suddenly collapsed, exploding with sparks all over the sky. They crackled and burned on the body of the Swallowing Throat, leaving a series of dark scorch marks.

The scattered light condensed, revealing a crystal core, which fell into King Solomon's hand like a meteor, and then was tightly grasped by him.

King Solomon murmured its name.

"Light Burn."

The light clenched in his hand was like a nebula explosion, radiating bright light, forming a dazzling ball of light, countless photons collided with each other, releasing strong radiation energy, carrying extremely high temperature and flying at the speed of light.

The expanding energy came into contact with the surrounding air, triggering a fierce combustion reaction, releasing huge heat energy, and the flames spread rapidly, burning the oxygen in the air. The crisscrossing sea of ​​fire was wrapped with high-speed charged particles, which emitted unrestrained streamers, like meteors flying brightly in the night sky.

The Throat of the Swallowing Abyss screamed, and the pale skin quickly turned gray and carbonized, like a rock that had been weathered for thousands of years. The flesh and blood burned into charcoal began to peel off and shattered into burning ashes in the air.

Countless arms tore at the winding paths, creating a series of tiny winding cracks around the Maw of the Abyss. It tried to get into them to avoid the deadly light, but no matter how fast it was, how could it be faster than the speed of light that bound everything?

Burning, melting, and returning to ashes.

Even the air made a deafening hissing sound due to the high temperature. Everything the beam touched was instantly burned and annihilated, as if thrown into the furnace of the gods, returning to its original state in the high temperature.

The blazing sun in the daytime lasted only a few seconds. The strong light was difficult to maintain and collapsed into nothingness. At this time, the Maw of the Abyss had disappeared, and only a thick layer of ash was left in front of King Solomon, emitting residual heat.

There were still many winding cracks that had not yet healed around. King Solomon clenched the crystal core and took a few steps forward. By adjusting the perspective, he saw a huge crack several meters high in the dense cracks, which was enough to accommodate the Maw of the Abyss.

A strong etheric reaction suddenly appeared behind King Solomon.

King Solomon turned his head and saw a terrifying crack breaking from behind Saqin. The Throat of the Swallowing Abyss used the winding crack as a cover, and the hunting mouth suddenly pounced out and bit him and Susi.

Saqin and Susi only felt a heart-pounding force coming from behind them. Before they could turn around, the mouth full of bloody smell had already wrapped them up.

In this extremely critical moment, Susi actually completely suppressed the panic and anxiety in her heart. In absolute tranquility, she figured out many things.

The target of the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss was not King Solomon, nor Saqin and Susi, but the baby in her arms, who would soon become King Solomon's great creation.

"You promised me!"

Susi shouted to King Solomon from a distance, the glow of the alchemical matrix bursting on her body, and then she pushed Saqin and the baby in her arms with all her strength, pushing them out of the border of death.

It all happened so fast that Saqin had no idea what was going on. He only felt that the surroundings suddenly darkened, and then he was pushed away by Susi.

When Saqin turned around, he saw the starlight in the sky hitting him again, and the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss hid back in the winding path crack in advance. The bloated worm kept biting the winding path, appearing and disappearing in this strange space, constantly flashing and moving, and the deadly starlight and fire followed him like a shadow.

Saqin didn't care about these. He smelled the pungent smell of blood, and his eyes slowly moved back to the ground. He saw Susi fell behind him, and the blood spread along her remaining body, flowing all the way to the winding path crack that had not yet completely healed.

"Ha...ah...ah..."

Saqin's eyes widened, his mind was blank, he wanted to say something, but his chest was heaving violently, and the excessive breathing made his head dizzy and his abdomen painful.

He hugged Susi's body little by little. It all happened too fast, so fast that it was like an illusion and hard to accept.

Saqin wailed helplessly.

Along with his cry, the whole Golden Palace shook, and the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss tore out a series of winding cracks. The stability of the entire space was collapsing, and tons of black fog were swallowed and spit out by it continuously. The darkness of death gradually enveloped everything.

All this had nothing to do with Saqin.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, and King Solomon quickly came to Saqin, leaving a series of seas of fire on the way.

"He can't stay here," King Solomon said, looking at the baby lying on the ground, "Mammon doesn't know what we are studying, but this doesn't prevent him from destroying everything. We have to send him away, and it's best to let him mistakenly think that he has succeeded..."

"Aren't you sad about this?" Saqin interrupted King Solomon and roared at him.

King Solomon answered mercilessly, "I will be sad, but not now."

"Damn it, you cold-blooded bastard, why did you become like this!"

Sachin didn't understand why Hill became like this. Since he put on the mask, Hill seemed to have completely changed.

King Solomon reached out and grabbed Sachin's hair and lifted him up.

"I will send him to a place where no one can find him. He will come back to life and grow up healthily." He didn't mean to explain, but informed coldly.

"As for why all this happened... you will understand me."

The light burned fiercely, burning the black fog and everything.

All emotions, all joys, sorrows, anger and happiness continued to disappear in this light. Sachin stared at all this dully. He watched King Solomon take the baby away. Sachin didn't know what went wrong on this day. It was like a sudden nightmare... Maybe this is a nightmare, but Sachin can't wake up.

In a trance, Saqin heard the crisp sound of a baby crying, and he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Saqin!"

"Saqin!"

"Bologo!"

Bologo suddenly opened his eyes, the burning sea of ​​fire around him disappeared, and the swimming Throat of the Swallowing Abyss also disappeared. What appeared in front of Bologo was only the huge white storm, and his figure, which should have been falling towards the core of the day, was now stable in mid-air.

The voice shouted again.

"Wake up! Bologo!"

Bologo turned his head and noticed that his hand was being held tightly by someone. She not only grabbed his hand, but also grabbed the steel cable entangled with several saw blades with her bare hands.

"You have such a good sleep quality!" Amy grabbed the sharp steel cable and pulled Blog back with all his strength, "You can fall asleep in such a hellhole!"

Just when Blog was about to be completely captured by the Daytime Core, Amy decisively released the Heart Shadow, which saved Blog in time.

Blog was still a little dazed. He had just experienced an extremely long and tortuous memory. The immersive experience made him feel like he was in another world.

For a few moments, he really thought he was Saqin, still in Susi's sadness.

But in addition to these, there are also those memories from Saqin's soul echoes, that huge amount of information.

Fortunately, Blog was not too confused, and he made a decision immediately.

Everything has a priority. The most important thing now is to solve the crisis of Idel. As for other things, there will be plenty of time to solve them later.

Blogo grabbed the steel cable and quickly climbed back along it. Passing through the white dust formed by countless souls, he saw the huge flesh and blood that extended from the material world to the etheric world again. It twisted its body wantonly, showing its terrifying existence to all living beings.

"Can you still enter the state just now?"

Aimu overlapped with Blogo again and asked loudly, "Maintaining that state may kill it!"

It can kill, but not enough to kill.

Blogo shook his head and whispered, "I have another way."

Another way?

The battle continued until now. Aimu felt that Blogo had played all his cards. What else could he do now?

Blogo did not explain, but turned his head and looked at the storm that penetrated the sky, talking to himself.

"I don't know whether you are a devil or something else, but since you can let me see the echo of Saqin's soul, I think you want me to see more than just this old phantom?"

Berogo's eyes moved forward, ether burst out one after another, and the snake scale liquid threw out silver hands.

He grabbed the huge flesh and blood body again, and Idel on it also noticed Berogo's return, but this time Berogo's target was not Idel, but the artificial stars and the heavens above the dome, which were between reality and illusion.

Countless bone spear tentacles rushed towards Berogo at high speed, and Berogo took a big step and leaped, wantonly brushing against this fatal attack. He was getting closer and closer to the arranged celestial bodies until he was within reach.

Until, as if destined, Berogo's hand penetrated the illusion and reached into the core of the stars, the blazing daytime sun, where Berogo clenched the burning crystal core.

"It's really absurd..." Blog sighed.

Once, the thing in his hand burned Blog into a salt pillar, trapping him between life and death for several years. Now Blog actually held it in his own hands and turned it into a flame in his own hand.

The resentful bite pointed straight at the behemoth below, and the crystal core burst out with a lot of light, spreading along the black sword blade.

The brilliant fire sword fell from the sky.