The Guardian Saint rejuvenated, engulfed in scorching fierce flas, incinerated itself in an instant, only to be reassembled anew.
The raging flas spread, falling upon each angel, destroying and reconstructing them, killing and resurrecting them, using such a cruel thod to rid themselves of the entanglent of disease.
The sky shattered.
The Prism shattered, a terrifying gap appeared under the hamr's pounding, and a sea of angels, with unquenchable flas, poured into the camp like a torrent.
But Ji Jue had already turned to leave.
Disappearing in the middle of the camp.
Amidst the violent collapse and disintegration of the camp, buildings toppled down, chunks of earth peeled away, swallowed by the void of darkness, the colossal entity hidden within the core finally revealed itself before everyone's eyes.
It was...
A train?
Indeed, beneath the collapsing buildings, a grand facility slowly started, under the roaring whistle, blood-red hot mist surged and spread, sketching out a fierce silhouette in the darkness.
Like a body forged of gold, dazzling and radiant, right at the forefront of the train, before the engine compartnt, a life-like wailing face hung, endlessly screaming and roaring, lanting, with tears of blood streaming down.
"God, save — save — I have, I have fallen into Hell..."
An instinctive hymn of praises, cries, and shouts left everyone standing in place in a daze.
That face...
"Yidra!!"
The Guardian Saint was stupefied and finally recognized their most tacit partner of yesteryears, the already slain Saint, but it was no longer their friend.
It was a Spirit of Creation forged after extracting the soul, self, mory, and all powers!
Witnessing a forr Saint fall to such a tragic state, countless angels chanting hymns stood motionless, incredulous.
Wasn't it said, wasn't it said... the Saint had returned to the side of God?
Why does it appear here?!
Why has it beco like this?!
"It's fake!"
The Guardian Saint gritted their teeth, squeezing out words from between their teeth, almost weeping blood: "Damn heretics, how dare you desecrate the Holy Spirit, don't hold back, burn all that desecrates!"
With a roar, the giant hamr struck down again.
In mid-air, it expanded, expanded, and expanded until it was larger than the camp itself, infinite darkness like a sky caving crushed down!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Under the giant hamr, the camp crumbled apart, yet the massive train remained unhard... One red Thunderbolt after another rose, coiling around the train, supporting the imminent Destruction.
That was the Power of Heavenly Punishnt bestowed upon Yidra!!!
Just when the Guardian Saint's eyes were tearing apart, the whistle sounded again, the halted golden train in the void slowly moved forward.
Speed, growing faster.
Strange brilliant light burst forth from the head of the train, spouting from Yidra's face's mouth and nose, shooting forward!
At last, piercing through the gap in this Illusion Dream, breaking out!
There is simply no stopping it...
If the Rabbit Hole was secretly digging when no one was watching, then at this mont, this train was without a doubt a tunnel boring machine!
Consuming the Divine Power Ji Jue had plundered, roaring forward.
Just like that, right in front of them, sailed away?!
No matter how fiercely the Guardian attacked, it could not break through that layer of Thunderbolt defense, once the train started, the train's body equated to Illusion Dream Wall, sheltering them within, let alone Yidra's Heavenly Punishnt Thunder interference, how could it be broken in a hurry?
Compared to it, the Fly King's Crown was rely a byproduct of the bait plan, exhausting all the camp's savings, Ji Jue and Old Deng had tead up in recent days, barely replicating one-third of the effect of the Doomsday Special Train in this Illusion Dream.
It was enough to travel to and fro freely!
"Chase! Chase them for !"
The Guardian Saint roared, "I don't believe, these guys will never stop, I want to see, how far they can escape!"
The Rabbit Hole cos and goes without a trace because of its secrecy, but the terrifying montum of this train drilling through the illusion dream was hardly hidden, once stopped, it would beco a turtle in the urn, but if it kept moving, how long could it last under the cult's blockade?
Further, if digging too many holes, once there was any mistake, even if there was any persistence, they themselves would be crushed by the partial collapse of Huangliang Dream, buried alive in the holes they dug.
rely drinking poison to quench thirst!
The majestic bell tolled again in Sky City, under the Pope's power, all the viruses were thoroughly cleansed, burned, unable to attend to the rest, all the legions poured forth, all the combat forces that could be commanded were deployed!
To drown the hateful god-enemy in the illusion dream at one stroke!
"Unleash Divine Power, Guardian, burn the heresy to ashes, at all costs!"
"At your command!"
The huge guardian like mountains turned into teors, dashed forth!
And just in the violently shaking carriage, Yu Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumped to the ground, drenched in sweat, turning back he saw all the mbers of the camp.
Already boarded, waiting for his return, to set off imdiately.
What a pity... only he returned.
"Don't care about the losses, Ah Shu, what we lose today, will be gained back a thousand-fold in the future."
Ji Jue walked out of the engine compartnt, patted his shoulder: "And don't bother with the sacrifices, in a way, they saved us quite so trouble..."
Yu Shu dazedly lifted his head, only to see Ji Jue's smile, so calm:
"After all, reaching the destination early, isn't it good?"
Boom!
At that instant, the train accelerated, from the limit, accelerating again, and again!
In the engine compartnt, Bao Dacai's shovel wielded almost sparking, cursing Ji Jue, that damned slacker was dawdling, continually feeding precious fuel into the lting Furnace.
Thus, the train roared, bellowed, crazily drilling through this dreamscape, like a stream of light speeding.
And amid the bursts of roaring, within the train's carriages, on all the faces, appeared a smile identical to Ji Jue's.
Eyes fervent, chasing after that figure walking step by step forward.
Cheers and shouts.
But when Ji Jue lifted his eyes and looked over, everything turned, pin-drop silence.
Holding their breaths.
"After waiting so long, finally arrived at this mont and place, such a situation is truly not easy."
Ji Jue reached out, stroking the interior of the train, gazed around, looking at their eager faces, told them: "As you wished, now, we shall follow the destiny granted by this rebellion, embarking on the long journey to Hell!"
"So, are you ready, everyone."
The god-enemy wearing a silver crown laughed heartily, spreading his arms: "Today, you shall step onto the battlefield you've been dreaming of, you shall truly be able to be enemies with the gods."
"Everyone, no longer fear holessness, for we shall return to the true holand."
"Everyone, no longer worry about the wrath and punishnt from gods, from this mont on, we shall be kings in Hell!"
Thus, in uncontrollable fervent shouts and hateful roars, like thunderclaps sounded.
Followers of the demon's rebellion cheered and surged, eyes scarlet with fervor, without hesitation, raised their heads, drank the blood-wine from the golden cups.
Embrace the final fall!
In intense turbulence, the golden train has already burned to a scarlet glow, completing the final energy gathering.
Boundless crimson Thunderbolt drilled through the void, gradually outlining a bizarre gate, but even before it fully opened, it pushed forward brutally.
Smashed open, the final barrier.
Breaking into the domain beyond the gate...
"Not good—
In Sky City, the Pope was stricken as if by lightning, eyes tearing apart.
At this mont, he finally saw clearly, the terminal station of this train, the true goal of these heretics, the core of the demon plan and what they truly wanted to seize!
That was, that was...
"——[Border Prison]!!!"
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