Divine Realm-the God Realm.
Inside a towering, majestic giant temple, several tall figures sat on a row of stone seats at the front.
"Hell has already fallen out of control. We have confird that Fang Heng fused with the power of the Eyes of Hell."
"Bang!"
The leading elder slamd his hand heavily onto the armrest. His wrathful voice echoed through the vast hall.
"Ymir! Again, it was his heir! And you, how did you handle this?"
Below, a row of mbers of the God Clan knelt on one knee in unison.
"Great Elder, please quell your anger. Hell has never been within our sphere of control. This ti, we feared sothing had happened to the Eyes of Hell, so we rashly entered Hell to act. As a result, we were sched against by Ouroboros."
"I do not want to hear excuses! Where are the Eyes of Hell!"
Everyone felt a chill run through them. They all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
The Great Elder took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and uttered in a low voice, "Ouroboros has fused with the Eyes of Hell. Their strength will now grow even further. If he is allowed to continue growing step by step, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Great Elder, we have already placed the lower realm under strict surveillance. Once any trace of Ouroboros is discovered, we will receive the news imdiately."
"In the vast galaxy, finding a single person will not be easy. Even if you do find him, if he hides in Hell, what will you do then?"
The corners of everyone's mouths curved into faint bitterness, and they once again fell silent.
After a mont, the Great Elder broke the silence and murmured, "Hell and Fang Heng are both unstable factors."
They exchanged glances and asked, "Great Elder, you an to...?"
"Open the Holy Door. If we could carry out a holy war once, we can do it a second ti. I do not want to wait any longer. I need to completely seal Hell."
The mbers of the God Clan looked at one another, then nodded in unison, "Yes, Great Elder."
...
"Huh? You lost contact with Boss Fang?"
In the Eastern Federation, Chen Yu had just been interrupted and pulled out of an ergency eting in the Eastern Region when, the mont he stepped out, he was stopped by Carl, Prince of the vampires.
Chen Yu's first reaction was that Fang Heng had run into so trouble again and had temporarily left.
Beside him, the god Klevi, who had co with Carl, looked anxious. "Mr. Chen Yu, I have already spoken with Abe Akaya. Fang Heng fought with mbers of the God Clan, overexerted himself, and fainted. In the end, it was people from the Central Federation who took Fang Heng away."
"Huh? The Central Federation?"
Chen Yu froze again, his expression imdiately turning strange.
Are you sure?
Do people from the Central Federation really have the guts?
Moreover, the Central Federation and the federations of the various regions had just reached a temporary consensus at the headquarters eting. For now, the Lower World was temporarily safe, but the spawns were continuing their search. No one could ensure how long this safety would last.
Under the threat to their lives, every federation was desperately seeking ways to survive. At the very least, during this period, they still had to rely on the protection provided by Fang Heng.
The eting had not even ended yet, and the Central Federation had already abducted him?
"Hey, Chen Yu, what kind of expression is that?"
Carl was in a very bad mood and naturally showed little courtesy toward humans. His gaze gradually turned cold as he said, "His Majesty was seriously injured helping you, yet this is how it ends. If you do not take to the Central Federation to demand his return, I will go there myself. If sothing happens, then I cannot guarantee the consequences."
"Don't, don't rush. I an, could there be so kind of misunderstanding?"
"There won't be any misunderstanding."
"Uh..." Chen Yu scratched his head. "Your Highness, don't rush. Think about it—Boss Fang's strength. Is it really possible for the Central Federation to take him away?"
Carl paused and looked at Chen Yu.
He realized it as well.
So His Majesty had done this on purpose?
"There must be sothing wrong here," Chen Yu thought for a mont and said, "Let's go. We'll first go to the Central Federation and negotiate properly, see what they have to say."
...
The Central Federation.
A secret research base.
Through the Demi-Human Tribe's teleportation passage, they transferred Fang Heng back to the Central Federation's secret research base and imdiately sent him into a research room to begin preparations.
As the laboratory supervisor, Ernst hurriedly submitted an explanatory report to his superiors and then rushed back to the laboratory, his eyes filled with excitent.
Fang Heng was of the Demi-Human Tribe.
He had displayed extrely terrifying strength in Hell.
The mutation of this power and his horrifying vitality were very likely caused by the bloodline of the Demi-Human Tribe.
If the source of this power could be explored and then replicated...
The more Ernst thought about it, the more excited he beca.
Dorr was not as optimistic as Ernst.
Fang Heng's current identity was sensitive. Once he went missing, every force would search for clues.
Especially the Necromancer Association.
The Necromancer Association possessed bizarre abilities. It was possible that they had so special ans to track Fang Heng's exact location.
"Don't worry, they won't," Ernst said.
Seeing Dorr looking sowhat distracted, Ernst chuckled and said, "I guarantee that the research area environnt is absolutely safe. Also, we have the best anesthetics. The dose I injected into him was enough to knock out ten thousand elephants. Unless there is an antidote, he will never wake up."
Dorr said in a deep voice, "Our superiors cannot guarantee how long they can delay this matter. You'd better produce sothing that satisfies them quickly, or they won't be able to withstand the pressure outside."
"And also—"
"I know, I know. Don't worry," Ernst cut impatiently. "Fang Heng won't know what happened to him. Isn't the Demi-Human Tribe's thod of entering and exiting the ga one of those paths? Fang Heng is also one of the Demi-Human Tribe. Maybe we can even find a way to make up for our shortcomings from him."
Ernst's emotions surged, and his steps unconsciously quickened.
He had never researched a high-level experintal subject like Fang Heng before.
Outside the secret laboratory, several heavily ard security guards stood watch. They lightly nodded at Ernst and the others as they arrived.
Ernst passed the iris verification and opened the laboratory door.
"Huh? Where is he?"
Ernst walked into the laboratory, only to suddenly discover that the experintal platform where Fang Heng had been lying was now empty.
Turning to look around, he saw that the laboratory was completely deserted. Even the two trusted assistants he had left behind to watch Fang Heng were gone.
Dorr's expression changed.
"This is bad, sothing happened!"
"You're right."
"Whoosh!"
Fang Heng's figure appeared behind Ernst through spatial projection, and he said coldly, "Hey, take to Gu Qingzhu."
"You..."
Ernst's face instantly turned deathly pale.
"Guards!"
Dorr had just shouted when he found that his entire body was completely frozen in place, unable to move. His body slowly floated into the air, as if sothing were stuck in his throat, leaving him unable to utter another word.
D*mn it!
Dorr struggled with all his might.
But it was completely useless!
As the captain of a single-person special mission team and an executive officer of the Central Federation, Dorr was not weak, yet he found that when facing Fang Heng, he did not have even the slightest ability to resist.
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