Patrick's eyes flashed with disbelief as he stared fixedly at Fang Heng.
Too terrifying!
His strength had increased significantly compared to two days ago!
Could it be related to the Source of Hell?
Moreover, at this mont, Fang Heng looked ferocious, and the aura overflowing from his body was extrely berserk. It seed he had not yet fully controlled this power.
"Pursue!"
Patrick was experienced in combat and noticed Fang Heng's abnormal physical state. He believed this was a perfect chance to kill Fang Heng. Shouting, he led more than ten mbers of the God Clan to chase after Fang Heng.
"Bang!!!"
Xius's body slamd against the rock wall behind him. His eyes were bloodshot, and with wrath, he punched the rock wall, then again chased after Patrick and the others.
Besides anger, a trace of fear had already appeared in his heart.
After repeatedly fighting Fang Heng, he understood Fang Heng's strength was rapidly growing. From initially crushing Fang Heng like a slightly larger ant, he found it hard to restrain Fang Heng's montum.
Damian continuously controlled the Holy Door. Watching Patrick and the others chase Fang Heng away, he once again focused his gaze on the lava of the Source of Hell flowing continuously from the high vortex.
Fang Heng was an unstable factor.
It was good to have driven him away.
But unexpectedly, after such a long ti, the Source of Hell had weakened to this extent.
Well then.
He would take this opportunity to completely seal it.
Damian slowly stretched out both hands and gradually condensed an imprint in front of him.
Chains overflowed from the Holy Door, slowly winding toward the Source of Hell. The entire chain emitted sizzling, burning sounds until layers of holy seals adhered to the surface of the Source of Hell.
Huh? Sothing was wrong!
Damian lifted his brow.
The power of the Source of Hell was even weaker than it appeared on the surface. Because of this weakness, the intrusion of holy power was much easier than expected, greatly accelerating the sealing speed of the Source of Hell.
But this weakness was not caused by slow consumption over ti without replenishnt; it was caused by rapid extraction in a very short period.
Could it be Fang Heng?
Damian's gaze involuntarily shifted toward the direction Fang Heng was fleeing.
Judging by his recent appearance, it indeed gazed like he had absorbed so portion of the Source of Hell's power.
Damian suppressed the unease in his heart and focused his spirit to control the Door of Heaven.
In any case, he would first complete sealing the remaining power of the Source of Hell.
...
anwhile, Patrick led a group of God Clan mbers continuing the pursuit of Fang Heng.
"Fang Heng! You cannot escape!"
Patrick raised his hand and unleashed several divine light beams toward Fang Heng.
Fang Heng's figure suddenly transford into hellfire in midair, flickering continuously to dodge the attacks, then dashed forward to flee again.
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can run!"
Patrick noticed Fang Heng's constant retreat and beca more certain that Fang Heng's condition was poor at this mont. He pressed closely, continuously entangling and exhausting him.
Perhaps this was a chance to finish him off completely!
Fang Heng gritted his teeth.
Controlling the excess absorption of the Source of Hell inside him consud a great deal of his strength.
He had originally planned to use spatial abilities and hellfire for quick teleportation to escape, but unexpectedly, the God Clan behind him did not know what drug they had taken and pursued him relentlessly.
Fang Heng fled all the way, enduring the uncontrollable power of hell inside him until he reached the seventy-seventh layer of hell.
Still chasing?
This was already an environnt of hell, not sealed by holy seals.
Fang Heng felt he was reaching his limit and had to slow down. He suddenly turned back to look at the pursuers, a ferocious glint flashing in his eyes.
Annoying bastards!
Since they had chased him this far, and anyway, he could no longer maintain the excess absorbed power of the Source of Hell,
Then so be it!
A frontal fight!
Whoosh!
Fang Heng suddenly stopped.
Patrick saw that Fang Heng no longer fled and instead beca more alert. Raising his hand, the God Clan mbers imdiately scattered in all directions, surrounding Fang Heng.
All the God Clan mbers condensed and released a sacred domain, forming a visibly dark golden barrier around Fang Heng.
"Fang Heng, under the holy radiance, all your struggles are in vain. Seal your power yourself and accept judgnt. This is your last chance."
"Heh..." Fang Heng coldly stared at Patrick, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Judgnt? By you?"
"Hmph! Stubborn fool!"
Patrick lifted his hand.
The God Clan mbers simultaneously unleashed a holy shock toward Fang Heng at the center.
Dense divine light beams bombarded Fang Heng at the center.
Fang Heng's figure frequently transford into hellfire and vanished in space, dodging most of the piercing holy light attacks.
Previously, Connor had left a holy imprint on Fang Heng, so at such close range, all God Clan mbers could clearly detect Fang Heng's location and encircled him, continuously attacking and exhausting him remotely.
Patrick watched Fang Heng dodge back and forth, maintaining patience, and threatened, "Let's see how long you can keep dodging."
"Whoosh!"
Fang Heng's figure suddenly reappeared at the center, his left eye blood red, staring at Patrick. "Then try this move!"
Boom!!!
A terrifying power of hell suddenly erupted from Fang Heng's body!
Visible hellish breath quickly spread out, resonating with the surrounding hell environnt.
Fang Heng's left eye, the hell's pupil, spun rapidly.
Domain!
Hell Gate!
All the divine light beams aid at Fang Heng were swallowed within breaths of thick crimson hell within monts!
The God Clan mbers surrounding Fang Heng instinctively took a step back upon sensing the terrifying hell aura burst out.
Patrick also stared at Fang Heng, his eyes showing caution.
That move again!
Difficult to deal with.
This ti, although lacking the auxiliary Hell Orb, the Source of Hell's power was added, and the combined power was comparable.
Huh?
Sothing was wrong!
Suddenly, Patrick sensed sothing, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
What was that?
From the blazing hellfire phantom behind Fang Heng, a faint dark breath of death emanated.
The image reflected in the hellfire phantom was not the Hell Gate but a dim Netherworld Gate!
Disbelief showed in Patrick's eyes.
What!?
Unlike before, Fang Heng summoned the phantoms of three gates.
From the central gate behind him surged terrifying death power, and on both sides were two Hell Gates emitting hellish breath.
Hell and death, two different powers, had fused?
Fang Heng's right eye, the God's Eye, appeared, and the strength in his sea of consciousness was wildly extracted and infused into the domain.
He clearly understood.
This move had not yet reached the level of fusion.
It was rely a simple overlay.
This was a special ability he had mastered from Ymir's illusion when he first touched the Source of Hell.
The Eye of God had effects of attribute fusion, but hell, undead, and divine powers could not fuse directly. Therefore, using the Eye of God as a dium, Fang Heng completed the overlay of the Eyes of Hell's power and death power.
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