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The battle in the Red Engine Room had reached a climax, with thunder and flames splashing everywhere and the room filled with scorching steam.
The sturdy "Red Bronze Door" had been broken by the World Tree, and Clown Pennywise, seizing the chance, broke free from the besieging Red Devil Army and lunged towards the door.
Clown Pennywise let out an excited, strange laugh. He finally saw the thing he had longed for.
The ebony spider, trapped in the Magic-Prohibiting Box, was his Origin, the cosmic "Deathlight" from the depths of space.
West’s brow furrowed slightly, sensing something amiss, but he still threw a strand of webbing toward the Magic-Prohibiting Box.
The semi-transparent webbing landed on the lock, sliding rapidly into the keyhole. Blistering light burst from the thread as it self-destructed, simultaneously destroying the lock’s internal structure.
With a "click," the lock was undone.
Clown Pennywise pounced on the Magic-Prohibiting Box, flipping open the lid. The ebony spider leapt towards him at high speed, and his face’s excited expression froze abruptly.
Something seemed wrong with the Origin.
The Clown had no time to react as the spider suddenly transformed into a bizarre, black curved dagger, leaving a slender wound on the Clown’s face.
The curved dagger flew towards Inason, who caught it in his grasp.
"Evani!" West said slowly, looking at the curved dagger in Inason’s hand.
As a well-known mythical Holy Artifact, he naturally knew the effects of this Holy Artifact.
He had been puzzled about how such an important thing as the Clown’s Origin could possibly be left in a Magic-Prohibiting Box.
Now it seemed it was indeed a fake.
The Clown had always maintained a faint smile on his face, even when surrounded and under attack. But now he was not smiling. He stared coldly at Inason, his amber pupils flickering with rage.
Black mist swirled around the Clown, clearly some kind of Ultimate Move was brewing, but in the next second, the mist dissipated, and the Clown abruptly turned his head towards the door.
As everyone looked on in confusion, the Clown’s figure suddenly appeared outside the door, running wildly towards the lower levels.
A few members of the Red Devil Army hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed in pursuit.
Inason felt a surge of covert joy. Clown Pennywise’s departure from the Red Engine Room suggested that the adversary had not detected the hidden Treasury.
At first he was pleased, but for some reason, he had a bad premonition.
His gaze naturally fell upon the metal mound in the corner.
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His right eyelid twitched abruptly. Although he was not familiar with the saying "left for wealth, right for calamity," he still threw a punch on impulse, sending a bolt of lightning flying out.
The metal mound was blasted open, revealing the patchwork metal beneath, molten and solidified, clashing with its surroundings.
Inason’s heart skipped a beat as the ominous premonition in his mind proved true.
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"This will do!" said Xu Yi as his face fell away from Bob’s.
Without a medium, a Soul Split was like an Earthbound Spirit, unable to move around freely in the real world, but he no longer needed to go anywhere.
He returned to the Crusher where Annabelle had been hiding.
Indeed, this was the "final battleground" he had chosen.
"You remember the route, right? Retrace your steps; it will be hard for you to escape otherwise. You came through the Burial Ground, and Annabelle is waiting for you there," Xu Yi instructed Bob.
Loud explosions came intermittently from above. Tomie Kawakami’s assault was focused on the tunnel above, where the Black Hound and the majority of the Black Abyss Army were assembled.
That place had become a fiercely contested battlefield, and Bob, a common man, could not possibly return to the surface.
"What about you?"
Whether it was a bond formed along the way or fear of running away alone, Bob asked quietly.
"Of course, I’ll be here waiting to be besieged," Xu Yi replied.
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Bob thought Xu Yi was joking, but in reality, he spoke the truth.
"If you don’t leave now, soon you won’t be able to leave at all," Xu Yi frowned.
Bob hesitated for a moment, then turned and hurried to the lower levels, where the battle raged above, it was paradoxically the safest place.
Xu Yi gazed at the box sealing the clown’s Origin.
The box could temporarily isolate the aura of the clown’s Origin, but as time went by, more and more Origin Energy spilled out, and without a huge Array to extract the energy, the box would inevitably fail.
That is to say, it was only a matter of time before the clown’s Origin would be discovered.
Once the clown’s Origin was exposed, he would face more than just the clown.
Neither the Ancient God Sacrificial Organization nor the Ring of Destruction would let him off the hook.
Let alone he was merely a Soul Split; even if he unleashed all his power, he could not possibly be a match for them.
It could be said that this was almost a checkmate situation.
The reason for "almost" was that, after much contemplation, he finally thought of a way out.
The Crusher exploded with a roar, the explosion destroying its power system and the bearings above, the sharp blades slowly ceasing to rotate.
These were the miniature bombs Annabelle had left inside.
Having stayed in the Crusher for so long, how could they have done nothing?
Xu Yi glanced at the box on the ground, then resolutely opened his mouth and swallowed the box whole.
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This time he was not swallowing the box into a Different Space, but devouring it, he was going to devour the clown’s Origin!
Xu Yi’s face twisted with pain, not to mention that it was only a Soul Split here, even the Main Soul might not be able to devour the clown’s Origin.
But precisely because it was the Origin, he could act boldly, at worst, sacrificing the Soul Split before him.
Once the Soul Split died, he would have to stay in the Dream World for a long time.
Xu Yi had hesitated for a long time before making this decision.
After devouring the clown’s Origin, he didn’t stop there; he plunged into the Crusher without pause.
With the power of his Soul Split, he could not possibly be an opponent of the clown’s Origin. Once the box dissolved, he would likely be devoured in return, so he had to bring in "outside help."
Taking a deep breath, he braced himself mentally and then opened his mouth, gulping down the flesh tissue within the Crusher.
The tissue, carrying intense radiation, was like swallowing scalding lava.
But that wasn’t the worst of it—the tissue also had an indescribable weird taste, even cutting off his sense of taste was useless; for the first time, he encountered a taste that directly affected the soul.
Several times he wanted to spit it out, it was as if he had drunk a mixture of fermented bean sauce and stinky tofu topped with rotten cabbage leaves.
But still, he endured the nausea and swallowed all the flesh tissue.
He never wanted to experience that again.
As he swallowed the last piece of tissue, a white figure approached rapidly; clown Pennywise crashed onto the Crusher, his face pressed against the glass exterior wall, looking even more ferocious.
"You ate something that doesn’t belong to you!" the clown stared straight at Xu Yi’s face.
The sound of approaching footsteps grew, as people from the Ancient God Sacrificial Organization and the Ring of Destruction arrived one after another, their gazes falling upon Xu Yi.
West, seeing the face belonging to Xu Yi, furrowed his brows.
Xu Yi regarded West as a formidable opponent, and West felt the same; with his understanding of Xu Yi, he knew that the latter would not simply surrender without a fight.
"So many people have come, it’s enough for a party now!"
Xu Yi’s face was exceptionally pale, but his lips curled into a smile, "I wish you all a delightful evening!"