When the Demon Seed touched the Civilization Giant, the forcibly rged civilization consciousness completely collapsed.
The giant knelt to the ground, and countless spectral images of civilization tombstones began to appear on its body.
Each tombstone represented a civilization devoured by the Monunt Abyss Clan, now collectively counterattacking.
Within the fragnts of chanical civilization, thousands of engineers lanted the destruction of their life's work, and within the curse civilization, countless black-robed figures denounced the evil invaders... All the anger, pain, death, and sadness erupted completely.
The collapse of the Civilization Giant was a collective counterattack of different civilizations
The massive body began to disintegrate.
Countless cracks opened on its back, and its wings withered like dry leaves.
Every falling feather turned to ash in mid-air.
The head of the Civilization Giant tilted back, letting out an unearthly wail from the throat intertwined with tal and flesh, like the overlap of thousands of voices—the final accusation before countless civilizations died out.
The Earth Thought Evil Spirit, controlling the Demon Seed, watched all this with indifference.
Its hand still pierced the giant's chest, and blood-colored energy flowed between its fingers.
The Record Officer shivered from a distance at the sight of it.
The ultimate weapon of civilization was being dismbered from within.
What it once regarded as nourishnt had beco a ntal weapon to break the Civilization Giant under the influence of emotional harm.
In the end, the giant's body fell to the ground with a thunderous crash, turning into a turbulent flow of energy and quickly dissipating under the devouring Black Tide.
Even the last resort failed to resist the onslaught of the Black Tide, and the Record Officer was utterly hopeless.
Run!
At that mont, it had no more hesitation, transforming into a dark stream of light, tearing through the air and fleeing wildly towards the sky.
The tattered robe fluttered in the wind, pieces constantly falling away during its high-speed escape, like a mummified corpse eroding in the breeze.
The fear of death enveloped its mind
Failure in the Burial Fire trial would cost it a chance to enter the core tier.
But compared to being alive, losing these was insignificant.
"Trying to escape?"
The Evil Moon suddenly flared with blood light, and the blood-colored brilliance fell like chains, instantly pinning the entire space.
No matter how much the Record Officer activated the imprint of the space jump device in its hand, it couldn't tear the space apart. The entire space seed to have been transford into a reinforced cage.
The Black Tide boiled along with it.
The sticky tides stood up like living creatures, turning into a massive wave that covered the sky, sweeping in from all directions.
The Record Officer struggled madly, trying to tear through the encirclent of the Black Tide.
But all resistance was in vain; its strength before the Black Tide was like a drop of water trying to fight against the entire ocean.
Before long, the Black Tide completely engulfed it.
Black mist poured into its mouth and nose, ears, and eye sockets, and even seeped into the spiritual sea.
Its consciousness began to blur, and in its final vision, there was only endless darkness.
The Burial Fire trial had utterly failed.
The Black Tide retreated, and the brilliance of the Evil Moon gradually faded.
Several pieces of shattered, energy-exhausted rule-derived imprint fragnts fell from the sky.
The Earth Thought Evil Spirit didn't even spare a glance.
The opponent's strength was decent, but only decent, far from reaching the "beast-level."
Compared to the brawls at ho with beasts, this confrontation could be called a fun match, quite de-stressing.
Just as the Earth Thought Evil Spirit controlled the Black Tide, crossing the original Stele Forest Region, advancing further.
The Monunt Abyss Clan, Burial Fire Holy Hall.
In the dim hall, thousands of bronze soul lamps burned quietly.
Each lamp represented a mber of the Monunt Abyss Clan participating in the trial, waging war outside.
Suddenly.
"Crack!"
One soul lamp suddenly shattered, the sparks from the exploding wick tracing faint glimrs in the darkness.
Outside the main hall, a figure dressed in Holy Hall Guard attire, seated cross-legged on an altar, suddenly looked up.
Dark golden pupils lit up in the shadow, like two burning fireballs.
"My son."
The deep voice shook the entire Holy Hall into trembling, then the figure slowly stood up, the Burial Fire Imprint entwined around its body shattering piece by piece.
"Elder..." It suddenly looked up at the interior of the main hall.
Without waiting for it to finish, a voice from within the main hall responded:
"Go."
Receiving the answer, the figure turned into a dark stream of light rushing up into the sky.
Before long, the sky was torn open with a Space Rift, and the mont the figure lifted a foot to step forward, a road paved with tombstones appeared beneath its feet, each step shattering a tombstone.
This was using the remnants of conquered civilizations as fuel for Space Jumps.
When it erged from the space tunnel to the battlefield just now, terrifying energy burst forth from its body, and the sky rippled with expanding ripples, like satin creased by an invisible giant hand.
Its gaze fixed on the surging Black Tide, left hand slowly raised, revealing a dark gold bone lamp.
Countless starlights burst from the bone lamp, continuously rging into its body.
Life Strength rapidly soared.
Having already perceived the powerful presence arriving, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's pupils contracted sharply.
"Earth Thought, retreat!" The Evil Eye promptly issued a warning.
The Earth Thought Evil Spirit didn't hesitate at all, swiftly controlling the Black Tide to retreat.
The Monunt Abyss Clan's Holy Hall Guard took action at this point, rging the converged power of countless civilizations into its right hand, pressing down fiercely.
Boom!
The surging Black Tide was instantly pressed into the earth, forming a deep handprint pit with a diater exceeding ten thousand ters, its edges continually expanding.
Apart from the Demon Seed, other Evil Spirits didn't even have a chance to react before they crumbled into the most basic Black Tide Particles under this force.
The Earth Thought Evil Spirit chose not to confront, controlling the Black Tide like retreating tides, rushing along the original path.
The guard's gaze turned to the Black Tide, dark golden pupils reflecting countless spectral images of devoured civilizations.
It stepped forward slowly, and each step extinguished a surrounding area shrouded in black mist.
User Comments
0 comments from readers