Chapter 869: Chapter 445: Sleep Forever—You Won’t Be the Last
An astonishing aura spread continuously from the horizon toward this side.
A nearly insane malice accompanied by a torrential roar was transmitted over:
"Lou~~is~~~"
That was the might of the gods.
Not to be trifled with.
"Why are you calling your dad?"
In the next moment, a red sun sank beneath the horizon.
The mushroom cloud rising skyward seemed to pierce through heaven and earth.
Louis drew a circle with his left hand and pulled a gun with his right.
The Soldier Realm unfurled!
The towering Sword Gate Mountain manifested there.
The Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill transformed into an unparalleled long spear, falling into his hand.
The demonic reinforcements, accompanied by the presence of the Divine Realm, preparing to charge, were frozen in place.
In the abyss, they were the elites among elites.
But at this moment, in the war of the Divine Realm, they were no stronger than ants.
Though Mingming had not approached the main battlefield of the confrontation, the shockwave from the incoming blazing sun seemed ready to tear them apart.
Thus they were forced to halt their steps, not advancing further.
It was a fearless sacrifice.
Even the Demon Lord wouldn’t want to send his subordinates to their deaths directly.
But the order from the Abyssal Will became unprecedentedly clear.
That terrifying Abyssal Will seemed, at this moment, to transform into their baton, constantly guiding them.
Advance!
Advance!
Go and capture that great sin!
Abyssal Lord: ???
Legendary Demon: ???
Endless Soldiers: ???
Forget it.
Abyssal Mother, stop it, there are monsters beyond the mountains.
But they were powerless to stop the determination of the Abyssal Will.
The murmuring whispers constantly transmitted forced them to advance toward the battlefield.
Fine.
No choice at all.
What else could they do?
They could only resort to tricks.
Thus these Demon Legions slowed their pace as much as possible.
It’s alright, as long as we move slowly enough, we will surely not reach the battlefield before the conflict ends.
Even if we do arrive, it’s fine.
With the vanguard Demon Army holding the line there, no matter how strong that human is, he shouldn’t be able to kill off the demonic reinforcements before he exhausts himself.
...Oh no!
The demons nearly cried.
At this moment, they somewhat understood the feelings of the worlds invaded by the abyss, the natives’ feelings when facing them.
Of course.
Some demons weren’t that lucky.
Slow down and wait for the battle to end?
Sorry!
They were airborne units.
Couldn’t help but laugh.
The demons who could usually fly occupied endless advantages in the abyssal blood battles.
But now, flying became their death knell.
Getting their flight speed to accelerate wasn’t easy, slowing down was even harder.
Once they attempted to land on the ground, the whispers of the Abyssal Will were like 200,000 ducks quacking next to your ear.
That sound, really made their vision blacken.
Thus they had to fly back into the sky.
Once they flew, they couldn’t return.
"Lou~~"
"I told you not to bark like a dog!"
The divine long spear transformed from the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill was thrown directly by him.
The shockwave that accompanied its launch instantly turned the demons in the sky into falling meteors.
The Sword Pavilion stood impressively and imposingly, one man standing, ten thousand unable to pass.
If there were people from his hometown here, they would certainly directly identify it with the section from the poem "The Difficulty of Shu Roads".
At this moment, Louis finally saw clearly that Divine Realm creature howling as if attending a funeral.
He hadn’t known before.
But once he saw it, he burst out laughing.
"Oh, isn’t that Desolate Bone Great Demon, my brother? It’s been a while, why have you become so pathetic?"
The white-boned centipede writhing between mountains reassembled its torn body, and in its enormous eye sockets that glistened with cold light, relentless malice spread.
The arrival.
It was the Desolate Bone Great Demon, who had once descended with an avatar upon the Star Continent.
At that time, Louis, using the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill as support, armed the Ense Demigods to the teeth, and finally gnawed down the avatar of the Desolate Bone Great Demon.
That battle was said to be the greatest loss the Desolate Bone Great Demon had suffered in 2000 years.
The avatar, infused with a massive amount of power, was directly blasted into Gold Coins, causing a large-scale loss of his Divine Realm essence.
And the materials gathered from that wave of avatars perfectly armed the Curse Binding Legion to the teeth.
Just have to thank the brother for the timely assist when resources were tight.
The moment Lu Yiduo scrutinized his old rival, he quickly noticed something amiss.
The Desolate Bone Great Demon was originally at the Divine Realm, quite prestigious even in the bottomless abyss.
But now, beneath its white bone skull, it clearly wore something that resembled a dog chain.
Louis had no intention of sparing it any face, laughing aloud:
"I was wondering who had been barking like a dog from the very beginning. I originally thought it was just a mentally challenged divine being, but now I see, it really is on a dog chain."
The Desolate Bone Great Demon was absolutely enraged.
This was a topic it could not bear to have mentioned.
If Louis hadn’t used some dirty tricks back then, leading to others joining forces to besiege it, it wouldn’t have suffered such crippling losses, revealing its aura and exposing its whereabouts.
Even though it was an Evil God, it wasn’t a native of the abyss.
Its rise to power was purely a matter of luck.
But now it seemed it had lost the luck that had never once deserted it.
In pursuing one Louis, it lost an avatar.
Losing an avatar cost it a large amount of its essence.
Losing a large amount of its essence caused its power to decline.
Due to its decline in power, its whereabouts were detected by a god.
Thus, the four abyssal gods, who had never united against it before, stood on the same side this time.
"Come on, brothers, are you joking?"
"What kind of situation requires all of you to act together?"
"What?"
"Catching the son-in-law of the God of Destruction?"
"Then never mind."
They knew how terrifying the God of Destruction was.
The other carried not just one divine power.
One of them was from the Shadow Goddess, who was once called the goddess of the apocalypse.
Strictly speaking, some of the Shadow Goddess’s actions had no problem placing her directly among the ranks of Evil Gods.
But why, after so many years, even until the Shadow Goddess disappeared and her faith largely waned, was she never directly defined as an Evil God?
She was like a Schrödinger’s god.
If she did evil, she was an Evil God.
If she didn’t do evil, then she wasn’t considered an Evil God.
Operating on the brink of definition in the Star Continent.
Was she able to do such things because the Shadow Goddess and her followers were righteous?
Obviously not.
It was because the Shadow Goddess was truly too powerful back then.
And now, a significant portion of the Shadow Goddess’s remaining power had become nourishment for the God of Destruction.
Moreover, she had even somehow acquired a massive source of faith.
With all these powers converging, many in the Divine Realm suspected that, once he fell into the abyss, his starting point would be at the level of the four abyssal gods.
It’s just a mere son-in-law of the God of Destruction, not the God of Destruction himself, so why are the four abyssal gods specifically tasked with capturing him, throwing him into confrontation?
"Kill him, and we will set you free."
The four abyssal gods said this to him back then.
What could he do?
He could only choose to submit.
At worst, after killing the son-in-law of the God of Destruction, he would turn and hide in the depths of the abyss.
He just couldn’t believe the God of Destruction could directly track him down.
——That’s what he thought before.
Now, he realized things might not be as he imagined.
"Ah!"
The dual agony of body and soul tearing asunder nearly drove him insane.
What was that?
What hit him?
Why couldn’t he see?
Why did it hurt so profoundly?
The Desolate Bone Great Demon didn’t understand.
The moment he saw Louis, he recognized this cunning and insidious human.
A year ago, if he wanted to kill this human, he just needed to descend in his true form, without much thought.
A year later, he felt like he was dying.
How could this be the son-in-law of an emperor!
Where did this monster come from?
What kind of incomprehensible growth speed is this?
Why am I here?
Why am I being beaten?
Can I escape now?
Ah!
I can’t escape!
The other really wants to kill me!
Endless thoughts bounced around his mind, and already severely injured from the death of his avatar, he let out a wail.
"The four abyssal gods, you tricked me!"
In the next moment, a shadow clad in armor appeared before him.
The silver-white Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill descended.
Last time.
The other party used the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill to bolster other strong beings, killing his avatar.
This time.
The other personally wielded the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Pill, facing him.
"Sleep eternally, Desolate Bone Great Demon. You won’t be the last."
