Chapter 3437: Looking for Him
Chapter 3437: Looking for Him
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"What a load of nonsense!"
The captain of the God Devotee Guard frowned deeply, unable to judge Fang Heng’s background, and said in a low voice, "The God of Decay is in seclusion. If you truly have something to report to him, come back after some time."
"Heh, I came all this way and you want me to wait? Are you messing with me?"
Fang Heng sneered as he spoke, stepped forward, and said, "If you won’t lead the way, I’ll go find him myself."
"Stop him!"
The captain of the God Devotee Guard shouted. More than a dozen God Devotees swiftly condensed an imprint in front of them.
Black fog spilling out from the God Devotee guards rapidly condensed into a huge dark-colored palm, which grabbed toward Fang Heng in an attempt to restrain him.
Fang Heng stood in place, clenched his right hand into a fist, and threw a punch forward.
"Bang!!"
The dark palm condensed from Void Power was blasted apart by the force of the punch, shattering midair and forming numerous small dark spheres.
"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"
Black void spheres filled the sky as they shot toward Fang Heng.
"Hmph."
Fang Heng let out a disdainful snort.
As the breath of decay approached Fang Heng, it made soft popping sounds while still in midair and completely dissipated into nothingness.
What?!
The God Devotees were shocked to discover that their divine spells had actually failed!
"Go report to the God of Decay!"
The God Devotee squad captain was terrified. Seeing Fang Heng slowly walking toward him step by step, he could not help but retreat half a step backward.
"Stop! Don’t come any closer!"
Fang Heng stopped, raised his head, and looked toward the slowly opening entrance gate of the temple.
"Ka ka, ka ka ka..."
As the gate opened, a short figure appeared from behind it.
"Who is disturbing the peace of the temple?"
The God Devotees turned to look at the newcomer and immediately felt as if they had found their backbone. Their hearts relaxed as they instantly knelt on one knee to salute. "Lord Timothy! An outsider has forcibly broken in!"
"Fang Heng? It’s you?"
Only then did Timothy notice Fang Heng and Zane. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and his heart wavered with suspicion.
Wasn’t this kid dead yet?
"Heh, so it’s you..."
Upon seeing Timothy, Fang Heng immediately recognized him as well.
He had been among the alien forces that besieged the Void Abomination back then.
This guy should have been one of those possessed by a clone of the God of Decay.
"Hmph! Fang Heng!"
Timothy felt wrath rise within him and snorted coldly, "You still dare to come here? You colluded with the Void Clan to scheme against us. Do you really think we didn’t know?"
Before retreating, the God of Decay had seen the Void Clan reinforcements arrive. Although he could not yet figure out exactly what had happened, he was certain that Fang Heng had ill intentions.
He just had not expected Fang Heng to actually survive and come out of the End of the Void.
He did not know what had become of the Void Abomination.
Fang Heng stared at Timothy, a hint of greed appearing in his eyes as he lightly licked his lips.
He could sense that wisps of the Void Abomination’s power were continuously leaking from Timothy’s body.
Clearly, Timothy had absorbed too much Void Power and was overfilled, unable to control it.
Right.
Fang Heng recalled that when absorbing the Void Abomination’s power earlier, not only had the five Evil Gods’ main bodies absorbed it, but at the final moment, even their clones had gone on a frenzy of absorption, only leaving after they were full.
In such a short time, let alone the main bodies, even the clones could not have fully digested that much Void Power.
Good.
He would simply start absorbing Void Power from the weaker Evil God clones!
Test his hand.
"Heh..."
Thinking this, Fang Heng stopped talking further, sneered coldly, and his figure flashed. His speed exploded as he lunged fiercely toward Timothy.
Hm?
Timothy’s heart skipped. Seeing Fang Heng close in at a terrifying speed, he rapidly condensed an imprint with both hands.
"Grip of Decay!"
The surrounding space was instantly filled with thick, viscous gray fog, while hundreds of decaying chains shot out like venomous snakes from all directions, entangling and piercing toward Fang Heng!
Hmph!
The same move again?
Fang Heng sneered inwardly.
Still no improvement at all, just like before—but he was no longer the same!
Death Domain!
Open!
A rapidly spinning dark magic array spread outward beneath Fang Heng’s feet. Almost instantly, the decaying chains piercing toward him were coated in a layer of dead gray upon entering the dim Death Domain, then instantly disintegrated and dissipated.
Even the decaying fog rapidly melted away under the domain’s effect!
Timothy was immediately shocked.
What was going on!?
The power of an Evil God had actually been nullified!?
This kind of situation had previously only occurred when Evil God power was used against external forces.
Why?
How was this possible!?
In the blink of an eye, seeing Fang Heng already charging right in front of him, Timothy had no time to think further. He condensed a different imprint with both hands once more.
Several layers of dark barriers condensed in front of him.
"Hmph!"
A trace of disdain flashed through Fang Heng’s eyes. His fist was wrapped in Death’s destructive power as he smashed it toward the barriers!
"Chi! Chi chi!!!"
The Origin Power layered outside the Death power fused first with the dark Void Power, producing a silent collision. The two rapidly dissolved into each other. Fang Heng’s punch pierced through several layers of barriers in quick succession until it slammed into the final barrier.
"Bang!"
A dull, heavy explosion sounded.
Timothy’s expression changed drastically as he immediately felt as if he had been struck by a solid punch.
"Boom!!"
The twisted void barrier contained some Origin Power, which rapidly neutralized part of the undead strength. However, it could not completely block it. After holding for an instant, it was utterly shattered by the undead aura.
When the punch landed on Timothy, half its strength had already been consumed, yet it still made Timothy spit out a mouthful of blood and lose control as he was flung backward. His internal organs felt as if they had been shattered.
"Chi chi chi chi chi!!!"
The next moment, slender tentacles emerged from the external heart on Fang Heng’s right arm and swiftly shot toward Timothy, grabbing him tightly just as he was about to be flung away.
"Chi!!!"
Unlike when parasitizing the Void Abomination, the thin tentacles rapidly split and pierced deeply into Timothy’s body. At the same time, more tentacles extended again, wrapping Timothy entirely within them and forming a twisted, writhing flesh cocoon!
"Gurgle gurgle..."
The Void Power in Timothy’s body that had yet to be absorbed immediately flowed along the tentacles of the external heart into Fang Heng’s body. After circulating within him, it surged into the sea of consciousness.
The subsequent steps were so familiar to Fang Heng that they had already become instinct.
The Void Power instantly decomposed within the sea of consciousness into evil thoughts and Origin Power.
The hell demonic seed power formed from mental strength instantly devoured the evil thoughts, leaving only pure Origin Power to be compressed and temporarily stored in the sea of consciousness.
Nearby, the God Devotees were utterly horrified. They had never imagined that Timothy would be completely no match for Fang Heng, unable to last even a single move, and that it would evolve into such a terrifying scene.
Run!
No one knew who started it, but they immediately turned and fled toward the outside of the temple.
Fang Heng looked at the fleeing God Devotees and raised his hand forward.