novelraw Chapter 845 - 455: Dog Eat Dog… Dog?
Chapter 845 - 455: Dog Eat Dog… Dog?
As if the high tower were constantly growing, inching closer to the boundary akin to a mirror, attempting to reassemble.
The gravity and telekinesis it emitted also became increasingly brutal and mad.
Effortlessly, it could completely obliterate an entire ruined city district, sweeping up countless fragments, sweeping across, creating a storm enveloping the entire Crack Realm.
"It's still growing!"
The Lama of Wulou Temple stood aghast, his charred body recovering under the forceful amendment of will, yet he could no longer maintain his withered expression.
Everyone's hearts grew colder and colder, unable to suppress their trembling.
It was already this exaggerated now, once it was fully completed...
"Duke An Guo, Duke Changle, the current situation is probably self-explanatory..."
The Shattered Wolf laboriously gathered from the writhing flesh, Shekri's face emerging from it: "If this continues, we will only sit and wait for death, getting picked off one by one.
The Heirloom Seal is right in front of us, we must make a decision, right?"
Changle's expression was gloomy, the Puppet's face was covered in cracks, and An Guo's avatar could hardly be sustained... the rest of the surviving victims were not any better off.
They were still holding onto their trump cards, unwilling to change the situation, not because they didn't want to lose, but because they didn't want others to win.
The true change of heart came from Su Xiano's distorted face atop the high tower, and the figure that was just dragged screaming into the tower...
The long-lived notorious transcend, who had lived infamously for so many years, was almost out of the Crack Realm, yet was pulled back... swallowed whole without a trace!
And then, further evolution!
As the tower grew taller, more and more pale faces emerged, coiling, and under the decoration of each wailing face, it became more and more solemn!
"Shekri..."
Changle's Puppet suddenly twisted, staring fiercely at his face: "Since you are here following the Seeder's order, stirring things up for so long, you should at least show some sincerity, right?"
"Of course."
Shekri smiled eerily, but this time, he didn't hide; instead, he opened his mouth first, spitting out a small knife as thick as an index finger, entwined by his tongue, flickering like a serpent's tongue: "However, there's only this one opportunity... please don't waste it!"
In that instant, the small knife, like a paper knife under the entanglement of the long tongue, emitted a wisp of chilling light.
Everyone present couldn't help but take a step back, but the blade was not aimed at others; instead, it swayed towards the distant Dark Tower.
Casually, it drew out.
In a moment, an ear-piercing cracking sound erupted from the Crack Realm.
The faint light on the small knife instantly dimmed, cracks appeared, and it broke, no longer possessing any mystique. But in the direction pointed by the blade, a straight cut abruptly appeared in the void.
The entire space split open into a dark fissure under the sweep of the blade.
Bisecting the entire high tower!
The tower trembled, followed by a thunderous roar, as if about to sever midway, break apart, sharp screams echoed from the faces, and in a moment, countless black lines attempted to reconnect, but the space that burst open could not recover.
Like a fishbone lodged in the throat, it stuck the entire high tower, pinning it down!
A chance not to be missed...
The moment it was perceived, no one hesitated any longer, striking fiercely!
The Lama of Wulou Temple stepped forward seven steps, raised his hand to strike his head, and with a muffled sound, his head shattered instantly, bloody and blurry.
But from the shattered head, a bizarre flower of flesh and bone suddenly bloomed, writhing, diffusing fragrance, layer by layer, the petals unfolded, revealing an eye.
It gazed at the high tower, under that gaze, all the faces on the tower convulsed violently, as if waking from a nightmare, or perhaps, falling into another nightmare.
As if still maintaining the skills of their dying moments, upon reopening their eyes and perceiving all this, the dazed faces twisted completely.
Screams, howls, roars, shouts.
"Help, help... me..."
"Kill me, kill me!"
"Fuck you..."
"Hehe, hahaha, hehe hahahaha!!!"
Under the overlook of the Evil Eye, all souls went berserk and insane, deep purple flames ignited within their souls, separating, struggling, and counterattacking the tower.
Blood wind gathered, flames burned in midair, spreading, transforming into a gigantic sword—the victim of the Blood Eye raised both hands, revealing the power of Slaughter, transforming into a blade, cutting!
The giant sword slashed down, penetrating the tower, but it couldn't slice through, getting stuck.
Exploded with a bang!
The sound of drums echoed from the remnants of the fleet in midair, responding to each other, shaking the heavens.
In the grand roar of the Breaking Formation Drum, Duke An Guo's avatar expanded, reaching out to the sky, a meteor-like star broke through the sky and was gripped.
Crashing down!
Fierce winds raged, a massive flood crashed, completely destroying the last building within the temple.
And just behind Duke Changle, two victims suddenly stiffened in place, dumbfounded, unable to react.
"Thank you for your hard work, for sacrificing for the great cause."
Changle's hands stroked their heads, sighing sincerely, then their bodies began to rapidly shrink, shrivel, and transform.
Souls wailing, blessings shattering, lives burning out, all essence, past and future, converged in the palm.