And the wonderful thing is that this kind of destruction is not one-way, in the field of war, it seems that every force is stimulated, as if he is really standing on a battlefield facing millions of people, and every force of war is like a powerful enemy, and at the same time excites every part of his strength, it is also killing every part of his strength.

So in the first time, all the power of Zhou Chu's own origin virus, as well as the energy of the angel wings, and the death realm released by Alesha, were all stimulated, and then they were consumed crazily.

This is diametrically opposed to Abbidon's previous way of fighting - in the front, Abiton used endless strength to constantly consume his attrition war, but now, it is more like a blitzkrieg, in the first time, he uses all his strength to induce all the opponent's strength, and collides, never dying.

It's like Mars hitting the Earth.

Under normal circumstances, Abiton will often be the winner, because the power of war, no matter how huge your power is, it will not be able to compete with the power of the war field that has already gathered countless wars, and the power of the individual will never be able to compete with the power of the group.

But Zhou Chu has the realm of the power of death.

Therefore, the power of war is constantly killing his force and cells, but at the same time, the death of this force and the death of cells have made the sense of death in the field of death power that no one has life more and more intense, and the sense of coldness and no one has eternal life is becoming more and more intense, so strong that only after five or six seconds, Zhou Chu's side can already clearly see the sense of time and space confusion like a cemetery without one in a cloudy day.

This sense of confusion spread to the entire arena. After all, what Zhou Chu released was not only the power of death, but the realm of death, and the war and battlefield...... It is the best place to conceive and brew death.

Therefore, in the arena as bright as a flame field, in addition to the occasional alternating gloom, the ground also began to glow with a cold feeling, and under the land, there seemed to be something stirring, the soul and will of the dead. Beginning in the eternal kingdom of death. Let out an unwilling roar.

If it is said that Abyton's war realm is to induce all the power of the opponent in an instant, and use the fury of all the power of the other party to bring greater destruction and power to himself and this realm. Then the words of the collapse with one blow. Then the realm of Aretha's death. But in the constant battle, the death of every existence in the sense is used to breed the strength of the force. Eventually, death will be used to dominate and rule everything.

But Abiton obviously wouldn't give such time and opportunity, and Zhou Chu could already see that in the seemingly real wasteland and desert, Abiton appeared with a giant sword.

If it was just a simple death realm, Zhou Chu would naturally not be able to resist Abiton, after all, this was not Samael's truth. The Death Realm has the ability to even accelerate the aging of the human body in time to make the opponent die.

What he held in his hand was a force that Abyton did not know and ignored, but it was doubled and magnified in this field of war.

Blood Field.

Zhou Chu took a deep breath, and suddenly suddenly stretched out a hand into the air, the palm of the palm was open, as if he was collecting something.

Can...... What can be collected?

Everyone, including the demon kings, is speculating about this.

Then they saw red, which should not have appeared, in the middle of the arena.

Thousands of reds, bright as blood.

No, that's blood.

Thousands of bloods suddenly flew out of the bodies of those ghouls on the ground, gathering towards Zhou Chu's outstretched hand. At the same time, the armor of the power of death on Zhou Chu's body also suddenly erupted, turning into a roaring giant wolf, roaring towards Abiton with the unique gray and lifeless aura of the death realm.

It's about buying time, but it's also about avoiding conflict.

Because blood and death are irreconcilable two realms, blood is born, death is death, death is born, and blood is born.

Therefore, Samael's death power, at least at the moment of condensation, cannot have any intersection and conflict with the blood realm.

So at that moment, all the fields were shrinking, turning into a position that seemed to revolve around the giant wolf incarnated in black armor, and even a clear black ball could be seen, spinning, rushing towards Abiton.

And the blood poured madly into Zhou Chu's body.

Although there is no illusion in sight, this is still the realm of war, and all the illusions that can be seen and cannot be seen actually have the power of this realm, but some of them are practical and some are mimicked, so when the power of blood erupts and emerges, it immediately echoes the power of the field of war.

As long as there is war, there must be blood, and the stronger the power of war, the stronger the power of blood, the stronger the power of blood.

Therefore, in the process of countless blood arrows gushing out and gathering towards Zhou Chu's palm, the blood power in these blood arrows was also absorbing the power of war in the field of war, uninterrupted and continuous, until they flew into Zhou Chu's palm.

The power of oneself can absorb other forces in the process of gathering and condensing, and become one's own strength, which may be the reason why the power of blood will be banned and defined in the category of evil and dark power, but whether it is dark or evil, at least at this moment, the power of blood, which has not appeared and appeared for a long time, once again revealed its true face in the arena of the kingdom of Beirusai Babu in hell.

A steady stream, and because of the absorption of the power of war, the majestic and violent power, accompanied by blood, all entered Zhou Chu's body the moment it fell into Zhou Chu's palm.

It was as if he had taken a sharp breath, but countless breaths had all poured into his lungs in the time of this breath, and it was as if the power of the entire world was pouring into his body at this moment, and when the first blood arrow entered his body, Zhou Chu felt the terrifying amount of power.

Intangible, but qualitative, can be felt, like countless rushing rivers of anger, the power rushing through one's own body, combined with one's own blood, absorbed by one's own body, as well as the original virus, it seems to be able to feel that every cell is expanding, dividing, and proliferating because of this force, and it seems to be able to feel that one's consciousness and soul are constantly changing and profound because of this force, and at a certain moment, it seems that you can actually peek into the so-called mystery of life.

And more intuitively, directly reflected in the external scene, is that although it has been consciously controlled, the nerve center and cell core dominated by the origin virus are still growing at a speed that exceeds the instructions that consciousness can send, towards the edge of uncontrollability, and Zhou Chu's body has begun to change and grow.

The huge white bones began to grow, first from the shoulders, breaking through the muscles and skin, piercing through the appearance, forming a structure like armor at the outermost of the two shoulders, and the ribs of the chest also pierced out, becoming even larger, forming a staggered canine tooth shape on the chest.

More exoskeletons also pierced the skin on the arms and thighs, knees, and calves and backs, growing and covering around the flesh, and the cartilage began to develop from the root of the tentacles in the direction of the tentacles.

The muscles became stronger and more cohesive, but also larger, and the black scales became thicker and harder, but they were no longer simply black and, and the fine blood vessels began to grow in the bottom and surface of the scales, making them look like a hideous red in the black.

And on the face that became more and more handsome, at the position of the forehead, began to give birth to huge, backward horns, the end of the tail vertebrae, one after another bone joints began to grow, behind Zhou Chu, formed a new, hard white bone, and then the flesh began to grow on this white bone, the skin and scales began to cover, and finally there, combined with the white bone, the new generation became a thick, like an ancient serpent-like tail.

What broke Zhou Chu's face the most was the paler but harder white bones, which were like masks, growing and covering until they covered the entire face, and then stopped, leaving only a pair of bloodshot eyes behind the sockets.

Sen Ran's mouth under the white bone mask, after all the transformations were completed, unconsciously exhaled a breath, that sound, sounded, can directly reminiscent of the voice of an ancient monster, or an ancient demon, and the breath exhaled was with a faint blood mist.

When everything stopped growing wildly, what appeared in front of everyone was an armor covered and constructed by the white bones of the forest, with more and more hideous black-red scales, a pair of sharp horns growing and rotating backwards on the top of the head, a huge black snake tail behind him, and countless flying tentacles behind him, at first glance, it looked like an ancient demon-like monster.

Even his body has skyrocketed a lot, originally only about 180 years tall, but now he has reached more than two meters, not to mention the thick and chilling arms, huge claws, and fingers, like fingertip blades.

Probably the only thing that hasn't changed is the pair of wings behind him, which are still in the form of normal, fallen angel wings, under the protection of the last trace of death power.

What has changed, not only the shape of Zhou Chu, but also the surrounding space and color, around this monster like an ancient demon, around layer after layer of red light, farther away, there is a blood mist that seems to be nothing, at its feet, like a pool of blood like life, is constantly pulsing, as if stepping on blood, the original bright and fiery sense of space, in the present, is an extra layer of bewitching red. (To be continued......)