Chapter 895 Abyss Well

"It...it lifted up the Golden Palace!"

After being stunned for a short time, Aimu shouted in extreme shock that she could never have imagined that the plot would develop in such a direction.

The evil in this world, or... the beast that devours the crowd, wraps around the burning golden palace and pulls it up from the ground.

The herd-devouring beast struggled hard in the Raymond Gaiton. Its every move stirred up tens of thousands of ashes, making the surrounding area covered in gray, making it impossible to see the full extent of its huge body.

But even so, Boluogo, standing in the Ashes Square, could still barely glimpse what was happening on the amber flesh and blood from the chaotic etheric reactions.

"I dedicate my body, mind, soul, possessions, and everything to you."

At the top of the Swarm-Eating Beast, Hammer, who had fallen from a high altitude, was half-kneeling on the sticky flesh and blood on the surface. At this time, he was still praying devoutly, but around him, the flesh and blood squirmed, and countless scarlet bacteria stretched out.

Threads crawled up Hammer's legs, torso, and head, along his throat, ear canals, and nasal cavity, and headed toward the inside of his body.

Soon, Hammer's prayers became vague and unclear, accompanied by painful low gasps. He seemed to be captured by a spider web, completely wrapped in mycelium and turned into a scarlet egg sheath.

"This is all for you, great lady, our mother."

As Hammer said his last prayer, his voice was no longer heard in the scarlet egg sheath, and then the egg sheath began to sink slowly, piercing into the giant amber-like flesh like a spike.

Boluogo could clearly see the egg sheath extending in the transparent flesh, and he could also see that the swarm-devouring beast had rapidly proliferated countless blood vessels to connect the egg sheath.

It is evolving and multiplying.

Taking the egg sheath as the starting point, glial cells wrapped around it, replicating and proliferating crazily, with neurons interspersed among them. It expanded rapidly like a balloon, occupying a large area in the transparent flesh and blood. At the beginning, it

It was still in an uncertain liquid state, but within a dozen seconds, the liquid began to solidify, and specific forms appeared one by one.

The brainstem, cerebellum, hippocampus, thalamus, cerebral cortex... It perfectly replicates all the structures of the human brain. It is even said that it is a human brain separated from Hammer's head, but this human brain is larger than the normal one.

The human brain is thousands of times larger.

Thick nerves extend, connecting and controlling all parts of the huge body. This chaotic and crazy monster is gradually waking up, like a terrifying machine with a driver.

"Oh, is this how to control it?"

The Regent looked at the restless swarm-devouring beast below. Hammer merged with it and controlled it with his own consciousness. However, the swarm-devouring beast was too terrifying and too huge. Hammer did not have much time left for the regent.

many.

"Although I don't know why they are suddenly obsessed with this ruins, I have to say that these ruins are really fascinating."

The Prince Regent sighed softly, arched his body, and was about to attack like lightning, when the familiar etheric reaction fell from the sky, full of anger.

"Stop!"

Following Holt's roar, the regent turned around quickly, and the shadow blade in his hand squirmed and spread again, instantly turning into thousands of shadow spears and stabbing towards the top of his head.

But this time the regent failed to repel Holt. He only saw the glow of the ether being torn into afterimages due to the high speed, and then Holt crossed all the shadow spears and arrived in front of his eyes.

Leng Che's sharp steel sword slashed down. Facing this simple blade, the Regent felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. He ducked sideways, and the blade slashed fiercely on the cliff behind him.

In an instant, countless cracks spread along the traces of the sword blade, spreading like a landslide. An entire cliff collapsed and shattered. No matter how tough the rock was, it fell apart under the sword blade.

"Cut the iron and cut the steel!"

The Prince Regent exclaimed excitedly, "It's actually in your hands!"

The secret sword of the third seat was recovered and hidden by the Bureau of Order after the timeline chaos incident. The regent never expected that this secret sword would now be in the hands of Holt.

Holt ignored the Regent. At this moment, there was only anger in his heart, an anger that came from being offended.

Ever since Holt took care of the abandoned land, there hasn't been any major incident here, but today, the forbidden area under his care was actually breached by the regent.

The other party is a glorious person higher than himself. Holt can use this to defend himself, but he is unwilling to do so. For Holt, facing the facts, any excuse other than saving is a shame.

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The Secret Sword stabbed out continuously, but the Regent deftly dodged them all. The power of the Glory One burst out, and the etheric amplification power that reached the extreme level hit Holt directly on the head.

In the regent's expectation, this sword was not enough to completely kill Holt. At most, it would only hurt him. But just when the slender sword of shadow was about to fall on Holt's head, bursts of ether ripples

Released from Holt.

The first thing affected by the ripples was the shadow blade. As if immersed in ice water, the restless shadow blade immediately cooled down. Then came the arm and body of the regent wielding the sword, and even he was completely wrapped in ripples.

The sharp and sharp sound of the sword blades intersecting exploded, and the impact caused by the collision of ether directly shattered the surrounding rock walls. Large chunks of gravel smashed downwards, fell on the group-eating beast, and became torn into pieces.

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The swirling smoke was cleared by the howling wind caused by the action, and the Regent landed steadily on the cliff, while Holt landed on the other side.

The two looked at each other from afar, even though they were filled with anger, they still maintained their rationality.

The Regent did not continue to attack, but recalled and pondered the previous confrontation. Under the acceleration of the extreme power, few people could keep up with the Regent's sword, let alone block it and fight back.

But just when the Shadow Blade was about to split Holt, the Regent found that his own speed was obviously much slower. In the eyes of others, this slowness was almost non-existent, but for high-level sublimation practitioners like them,

A gap of one second is enough to change the situation of the battle.

Suddenly, a slight tingling sensation came from his abdomen. The regent lowered his head and saw that his decent shirt had been cut open and the skin underneath was slightly bruised. If it weren't for the stinging pain caused by the ether residue,

He noticed the wound and was afraid that it would have healed on its own before the Regent noticed it.

At this time, the way the regent looked at Holt changed. Not only did Holt slow down his attack, but Holt even accelerated it, fighting back and hurting himself.

"The school of artifice? Can you control speed? Or... time?"

The regent made one guess after another. You must know that although the Glory One is noble and supreme, it is not invincible.

Holt said nothing, just burning the ether calmly, and at the same time, an equally powerful wave was released from him.

Extreme power.

"That's amazing," the Prince Regent admired, "you are younger than I thought."

Young, what the Regent praised was not Holt's age, but his alchemical matrix. Compared to the Regent, Holt was younger and his alchemical matrix was more advanced.

For other defenders, the Regent may show terrifying suppressive power, but facing Holt, everything becomes unknown.

Holt's figure began to twist, and then he disappeared in place, and the cliff he was just on fell apart as if it had been hit hard by an invisible object.

The regent couldn't see Holt's figure, but he could sense the reaction of the rapidly approaching ether. He simply raised his shadow blade, and his own ether expanded and spread like invisible tentacles, keeping up with Holt's speed.

Caught him.

Secret Energy·Mirror Realm Duel.

Holt felt an inexplicable sense of detachment being released from himself, as if he was being forced to travel through a winding path, and then heavy ripples were released from all directions. Any area touched by the ripples showed a strange sense of color inversion.

The gloomy cliffs turned pale, as if covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the hazy gray mist turned dark, like a curtain blocking the sky. Even the regent in front of him began to change, with strange patches of color messily hitting the sky.

His body looked like a child's scribblings.

Red, blue, yellow, various colors are mixed together, forming strange and uncoordinated patterns, printing a hazy and grotesque figure.

Exceptions are fleeting.

Holt was convinced that he had just been hit by the Regent's secret energy, but except for the strange visual change, nothing happened.

Ethereal School?

Holt couldn't help but guess, but soon he discovered the anomaly.

Quiet, the surroundings became quieter than ever before. Absolute silence suddenly descended on the abandoned land, as if a pair of big hands were strangling everyone's throats.

"Yo! Don't be distracted!"

The regent's figure twisted and appeared directly in front of Holt's eyes. The shadow blade was close at hand, but the regent did not strike down. Instead, he kicked Holt on the chest, sending him flying several meters.

Far.

"This is my world. It's just you and me. No one will interrupt our duel."

The Prince Regent landed steadily on the rugged cliff. He adjusted his clothes and turned sideways. The shadow blade condensed into a slender stabbing sword, as if the Prince Regent was participating in a classical fencing duel.

Holt looked around. He was convinced that this was still an abandoned place, but it was not real, but a false mirror world.

"So you used this method to sneak in?"

Holt realized that the regent had relied on the mirror world to sneak all the way here. If he hadn't been sharp enough, he might have let him go.

"Rather than these, I hope you can focus on the following duel."

The Prince Regent raised his rapier to his chest as he spoke. His face was full of sanctity, as if he really regarded this as a duel involving dignity and honor.

"I have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it may be the so-called arrogance, but I do like fair duels, and I guarantee this with my dignity."

"fair?"

When this word came out of the regent's mouth, Holt felt inexplicably absurd. This was a fight of blood and blood, and there was no fairness at all.

"Sounds so childish," Holt said sarcastically.

"Then maybe I'm really naive," the regent said nonchalantly, "or maybe I have a greater sense of honor than you."

"What kind of fairness do you want?" Holt asked again.

"I am the Glorious One, and this is unfair to you." The regent said stubbornly. In this regard, he also had irrational paranoia.

"No, that's fair," Holt shook his head, raised the secret sword, and pulled out a dagger from his waist, "You are stronger than me, and I am 'younger' than you."
To be continued...