In this gloomy sky, there is something extremely dangerous, a terrifying abyss.

Dean felt the impending crisis, and with a stunt on his knees, the ground under his feet crumbled and flowed backwards, and the black suit flew around like pieces of paper, revealing bulging muscles, dense silver scale armor, and the wings of the snake demon propped up behind his back.

At the same time, a burst of rich white gold light rose up from his shoulders.

Christine, who was standing next to her, only felt that the light above her head dimmed, as if she had entered the eternal night, and when she looked up, she saw a giant as high as thirty-five appeared behind her companion, her face was blurred, and the muscles around her body were full of explosive power, like a towering mountain, and its deterrent power even exceeded that of the bone dragon in the sky.

Meteor-like shadows flickering –

The platinum giant roared and threw a punch, and in a terrifying roar, the fist hit the black coffin transformer facing the high priest, instantly shattering it into a large piece of black powder and throwing it into the air, and a series of colorful points of light flew out of the powder, scattering like a swarm of fireflies.

The first time the High Priest saw them, it was like seeing a child who had been away from home for a long time, and he opened his arms excitedly, welcoming dozens of points of light back to his body, allowing them to repair their deprived humanity.

Then he closed his eyes tightly, his slender and pale ten fingers were folded in the shape of a pagoda on his chest, and his face covered with nails was blue and red for a while.

Frozen in place like a stone sculpture of a thinker.

But that's the end of it.

Dean's massive attack attracted the attention of the bone dragon hovering in the sky, and his pupils turned to the platinum giant standing on the maze and made a provocative appearance, igniting a ghostly fire that burned into the hearts of Dean and the others, as if to burn his body and soul to ashes.

The bone dragon fluttered its wings and hung in the air, opening its bloody jaws, and the dazzling flames condensed among the jagged fangs.

Hot, enough to melt the heat of the human body, the dazzling red light illuminated the sky!

A pillar of crimson fire erupted from the dragon's beak and slammed into Dean across a space of several hundred meters.

And at the same time.

The platinum giant's hands were crossed in a cross shape in front of his chest, and the light around his body rushed to the intersection like water flowing through his arms, condensing a platinum cyclone with a destructive aura, and bursting out with the giant's hands that parted outward—

Thundered!

The platinum cyclone sliced through the air a hundred meters long and slammed into the death flames spewed out by the bone dragon.

Waves of air rolled and sparks flew, and the point of attack exploded into a sun-like dazzling speck of light, sweeping away the darkness in the sky, and the terrifying blast wave of air swept in all directions in the shape of mushrooms.

A large group of monks in the labyrinth below screamed and fell to the ground, crashing into the thick stone wall.

Christine, who was holding her father, only felt a heart-piercing pain in her brain, and her whole body went limp, as if she had been sucked away by a tornado.

She didn't have time to scream before she felt a pervasive warmth envelop her.

The aurora-like shadow telekinesis enveloped Christine and Larry, gently placing them behind the platinum giant.

The giant looked into the sky again, and the cyclone of energy it emitted consumed the crimson flames, striking the bone dragon with more force, shattering and melting half of its ribs on its chest.

Clusters of burning bones rained down.

Hit hard, the bone dragon spun unbalancedly, let out a storm-like scream, the huge white bone body burned with raging fire, its eyes radiated the determination of death, and the next second, wrapped in a shadow that covered the sky and the sun, it smashed into the platinum giant like a bomber.

It was as if it was going to die with it.

The giant calmly stretched out his hand and summoned—

Brush Brush Brush ... Dozens of silver-glittering weapons flew out of the fantasy space at a gallop, piecing together a dark gold spear about ten meters long.

The giant's mighty right hand gripped the shaft of the spear, and the life energy condensed into a platinum sharp edge with electricity at the tip of the spear, and as it straightened its knees, twisted its hips to charge up, and projected forward.

欻——

The platinum light pierced through the bone dragon's chest and one of the wings on its back, and the huge propulsion force fixed its falling body in mid-air, and then threw it in reverse, completely removing the body control.

The giant took the opportunity to leap up at an astonishing speed, and the spear that pierced through the bone dragon's body disintegrated, clicked and reshaped into a flaming long knife, and flew into his raised hands the moment the giant swept by.

Hold!

Slash down!

The light of white gold shimmers.

The maze shook for a moment.

The giant landed on top of the labyrinth a hundred meters away, its crouching body pressing the ground beneath its feet into large pits and nearly collapsing, and colorful weapons swirled happily around it.

Farther away, the smoky bone dragon split in half from head to tail, its wreckage falling into the maze like a giant kite with a broken string.

Dust and rubble splattered, and a group of hapless Infernal Monks were crushed into meatloaf.

"You killed the Hell Guardian Bone Dragon Hermit, proficiency +10, melee lv6 (123→133/900), supernatural hunter activation, you draw 0.5 will, will: 27.5→28."

……

But it's not over yet.

The platinum giant grabbed all the transcendent weapons in his palm again, and threw them outward.

Whoosh –

A large expanse of silver light containing destructive life energy fanned apart, hitting and destroying the black coffins erected on the labyrinth.

The seals shattered, and countless points of human light flew out of these dilapidated transformers, entrenched in the sky, and lowered into the bodies of the purgatory monks.

One by one, they stood there as if they had been immobilized, pursing their lips, and the soft glow of memories began to shine in their cold eyes.

……

The monks are frozen in place!

Shadow flew towards a dilapidated modifier, froze two of the Leviathan's tentacles, and snatched a half-human, half-purgatory creature from the tentacles—a bloated figure in black robes, with bulges of various sizes scattered across exposed palms, belly, and puffy cheeks, which squeezed out drops of corrosive liquid.

She was like an old witch disfigured by an evil spell.

The face is extremely ugly, but between the distorted facial features, Debra's outline can be vaguely seen.

But perhaps because the transformation was not yet complete, she closed her eyes tightly and fell into a strange coma.

……

Mind power swept the friar in front of Christine in the distance.

"God, grandmother, how did you become like this, how dare those demons torture you like this!" The girl didn't care about the short but shocking battle just now, and helped Debra to lie down next to Larry, and then looked at the high priest who was not far away, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, "Take off her damn vestments and restore her to her original state!" ”

The High Priest of Nail Head suddenly opened his eyes, blinked to suppress his wet tears, and beckoned at the unconscious Debra, invisible suction exploded, and wisps of red mist flew into his palms.

The power of hell is transferred.

Debra's bulging body grew smooth and delicate skin, and the leather coat, torture instruments, and many inhuman features on his body faded.

Half a minute later.

The red mist is drained.

Debra turned into a ruddy-faced, kind-faced old lady.

Christine excitedly rushed over and hugged her, "Woo... Grandma, you're back, and we're reunited as a family! ”

Then Dean flew to the side of several people again, his eyes swept sharply at the tide-like turmoil and turmoil below the labyrinth, and the platinum giant behind him slapped his palm like a fly, crushing the large scarlet hook chain that shot in, and turned to the high priest, "I fulfilled my promise to regain your humanity, it's your turn, give me the runes, and open the door for us to go home, it's too late!" ”

"As you wish!" The High Priest casually tossed Dean a piece of vellum the size of a fingernail—not sheepskin, or cowhide, delicate and smooth as skin, with a reddish aftertaste.

Dean took the leather paper into his bosom, and saw the high priest snap his fingers at the back of the labyrinth, at the end of the tunnel of the personal prison, and a stone wall parted on both sides, revealing a revolving door, which exuded the black of emptiness and dead silence.

The nail head standing on the maze said, "The spatial node there is the weakest, and the only place where the door can be opened, although it is not the earth inside, but the void." But as long as you enter the Void, you can use your skills to return to the real world, right? ”

"Yes."

"Goodbye, Kenny, see you next time, hopefully we can still work together!"

Dean nodded at him, retracted his destructive form, and telekinesis rolled up the three members of Christine's family, teleported into the tunnel, and arrived at the entrance to the void.

But accidents always happen inadvertently.

The master of this world obviously did not allow them to make a big fuss, and then retreated.

Phew-

A pitch-black beam of light suddenly struck Dean from behind him, shooting through the gap under his armpit and hitting the door to the void at once, and almost instantly, the gate closed again.

It was as if the hand of the Creator had silently closed it.

The four of Dean stopped in front of the wall.

Whoosh - there was an eerie sound from the front and back, left and right, like a swarm of snakes crawling through the slippery moss.

Dean seemed to be standing on the mouth wall of a hungry behemoth, and the surroundings shook violently, and the ceiling, the floor, and the walls on both sides all turned from dark yellow to scarlet, and activated into an endless tentacle - the tentacles of the Leviathan.

They twisted, writhed, and probed in the air, the top ten fangs opening and closing with the black hole's mouth, spitting out sharp syringes.

Thousands of syringes poked at Dean and Christine, who were in the middle of the siege.

A huge sense of crisis enveloped Dean Zhou.

He closed his eyes tightly, bent over his knees like a fried cat, his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, his gums clenched until they were about to break, and mobilized the vital energy in every cell of his body with unprecedented efficiency.

Streams of white-gold furiously condensed toward the center of his body, and then compressed, and continued to compress, until they reached the limit.

At the same time, the shadow flew out of his back to open the weakened realm.

The needles are getting closer and closer, getting closer.

Dean opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils turned white gold!

Bang la la—

The overwhelming torrent of platinum, jagged, erupted along every skin of Dean and from every pore, like the sun's rays towards the Leviathan tentacles that rushed wildly around them.

The moment one of the tentacles flying at the front was touched by the platinum energy, a baby's sobbing scream came out of its mouth, and then the entire long strip-like body from the top was worn into ashes in the torrent of platinum.

Left and right, countless Leviathan tentacles that pounced on Dean were all wiped out by the furious energy, and they didn't touch a single hair of him before they disappeared.

The tunnels were dyed white and gold, and every inch of the stone walls were crushed into powder.

At the entrance of the tunnel, a group of monks who crawled out of the labyrinth had just summoned the hook chain when their bodies were covered by platinum energy, and the black robes, pale skin, traces of torture and suffering, and deformed organs and tissues were all pierced, ignited, and crushed by wisps of energy.

At the entrance, they turned into sand sculptures that had weathered for thousands of years, shattered into powder and destroyed.

The moment the Leviathan tentacles and the Hell Monks were destroyed, the life plundering power belonging to the Phantom Serpent and the absorbing power of the supernatural hunters were extremely domineering to feed their life force back to Dean to replenish the consumption of life energy.

Dean only felt that his body was about to be overwhelmed by the plundered energy, and this violent feeling of fullness and the constantly skipping kill prompts in the panel took away all his thoughts and thoughts, leaving only a rush of flesh and soul - release, release!

Until the energy is exhausted and it turns into nothingness!

He turned into a humanoid radiation field, relentlessly unleashing dazzling platinum energy, destroying the Hellguards who were constantly lunging at him in the most primitive and wild way possible!

And behind Dean, Christine, who was protected by the shadow, only felt that the ocean-like white light enveloped herself and her family, and then her hand was cold, and a boxy object fell into the palm of her hand-

Is this the box of mourning?

At this time, another familiar voice sounded in her heart, "Untie it, Christine, untie it, and we'll be able to go home!" ”

Christine instinctively trusted the voice, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and her slender ten fingers swept over the Rubik's Cube like butterflies through flowers.

Click, click, under the guidance of that innate strong intuition and inspiration, Christine almost instantly, the box began to deform violently!

……

But almost at the same time.

The air seemed to be frozen, and the Leviathan tentacles and the monks of Hell receded like a tidal wave on Dean.

The tunnel full of holes suddenly became empty, and the needle drop could be heard.

Dean, feeling that he could no longer plunder a trace of vitality, looked up.

Outside the tunnel, an abyssal black water sky emerged from the top of the labyrinth.

Right in the center of the sky, a black chain shot out of the huge golden prism representing the Leviathan, shooting straight ahead!

There's nothing shocking, it's just a chain.

But the moment the chains entered the pupils.

The tide of platinum gushing around Dean stopped uncontrollably, and his face turned pale, and he felt like he was being targeted by death, and the unstoppable doom of destruction, mutation, and destruction befell his head, tearing apart his body, will, and soul.

Click, click, the higher-level power snapped his limbs backwards, and froze him in place, unable to move!

It was as if his mind was stirred by a large, cold and rough hand, and his mind stalled in extreme pain.

He watched as the chain whizzed and flew in, piercing through the ghost armor, life shield, level 6 leather armor, and the heart behind the left chest, burrowing out from behind with sticky blood stains, with a crisp crashing sound that wrapped Dean in a circle, cutting blood marks on the skin around his body, like engraved runes.

Dean was suddenly pulled into a pitch-black space, and out of the real hallucination evolved a suspended golden prism, slowly spinning, emitting a mysterious and great energy field, which was narrated in his mind, like the rhythm of blood flowing, the resonance of drums.

"Dean Lew... Those who awaken me, show me their power without permission, kill and take away my dependents... Now it is my turn to answer you and reveal to you this otherworldly landscape. ”

An indescribable voice outlined a filthy form in Di An'an,

"The memory of purgatory goes back to the eternal primeval times, and from that time immemorial, all the cruel tortures, the experiences of suffering, the truth of life, were bathed in golden sunlight, and it was better than heaven..."

"But if the body and senses do not mutate, how can we appreciate the pleasure contained in it?"

A syringe spat out from the top of the chain and plunged into Dean's flesh to inject a green liquid.

Dean then felt a terrible throbbing, as if a demon was breaking out of his shell, transforming his flesh and cutting the skin of his whole body.

The pieces of skin drooped down like banana peels, turning into a black-gold one-piece robe,

"Suffering is pleasure and fulfillment, and it is the only order, and the eternal order can defeat the chaos of the world and put an end to the great shadow that lingers behind the world."

"From now on, serve order with your flesh and blood, and be reborn in your own death."

Clusters of wriggling flesh sprouted from Dean's face, and a colorful point of light representing humanity detached from his flesh.

"Remember, eternal chapters, unrevealed puzzles, extended truths—suffering is your only preface in eternity!"

Dressed in black robes and covered with black flesh, Dean began to transform into some kind of pale, cold and twisted monster, his face intoxicated and struggling.

The mutation is almost complete!

"I've unlocked the Rubik's Cube!"

There was a crunching click, and Christine's crisp voice pierced Dean's head like a knife.

He broke free from that extremely grotesque and terrifying state in an instant, and the colored dots of light swirling around him also scrambled back into his body, and the mutated body recovered.

And the chains that ran through his body, like frightened snakes, returned to the far distance—

The Leviathan that lay in the labyrinth had collapsed from its previous golden prism to a shape close to a cube, and it seemed to enter a state of uncontrollable imbalance and weakness, cracks on each ridge, spewing out large patches of soul.

Finding a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, these souls have finally escaped from Leviathan's captivity.

Behind Dean, the mystery box in Christine's hand was also completely unfolded from the cube, opening a door on the stone wall on the side.

Behind the door, a red-brick alley looms.

The Mystery Box opens the gateway to the human world?

At the same time, the mystery box is based on the image of the Leviathan, so if it is cracked in Purgatory, it will affect the Leviathan, the Lord of Purgatory, and make it enter a weakened state?

The last thought crossed Dean's mind.

A strong tiredness and weakness came up, so strong that it seemed that I hadn't closed my eyes and drank a sip of water for half a month.

"Is this the power of the gods..."

His body fell backwards and fell into a deep coma.

And Christine gritted her teeth to help Dean up, dragged her family with great difficulty, and retreated into the space door behind her.

She didn't notice, and countless souls who had been imprisoned in purgatory for a long time followed her, escaping through this door to the world.

(End of chapter)

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