Chapter 325: Hiding in hiding (7)

He was a man who could be described as "ambiguous". His head was a purple wolf's head, but it was attached to the body of a man in a suit.

His hair was illusory, like lavender smoke, his voice was vague, like an auditory hallucination under heavy pressure, and he was standing there, yet it seemed like a phantom caused by an illusion. His eyes, his steps, and his unusual appearance all made people doubt their own perception, wondering if the excessive pressure had caused them to imagine this person's existence.

The light cast a long shadow behind him, but his shape was like that of a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Is the pressure too great?" the wolf-headed man said kindly. "Let me adjust the information flow. This should be better. Can you hear me clearly?"

Two streams of blood flowed from Chu Hengkong's ear canals. He stared at the wolf-headed man, and Fander in his pocket trembled slightly.

"Looks like everything's fine," the wolf-headed man ordered. "Alright, give me the book."

His eyes met Chu Hengkong's on the cover of the Silver Eye Book. Chu Hengkong waved the book in front of him and stuffed it into his coat.

"Why?" he laughed.

The wolf-headed man also laughed with interest, and Fander began to tremble.

"Listen to that youthful, brash tone. They're right. You're a young man with high aspirations. Excellent, talented, successful... People like you always have some little flaws."

His eyes glowed a deep purple.

"You've had it so easy at such a young age... so you've never learned to respect those older than you."

The flying pages of the book froze in the air. Room 2978 was silent, as time seemed to vanish. Only the purple gaze remained, growing and radiant. The next moment, the pages shattered, the walls crumbled, and everything within sight shattered simultaneously. Chaotic air currents danced wildly, the wind howling like a pack of wolves!

At that moment, countless spiky "blocks of color" appeared, as if the program supporting the operation of the world suddenly malfunctioned, and the surface image turned into irregular geometric shapes.

The sharp pain rippled through his gaze, surging through his optic nerves and transforming into a roar within his body. The chaotic mass of color was like a deadly poison, and even the mere sight of it would harm any living being.

Chu Hengkong's eyes were bloodshot. He closed his eyes and leaped up, leaping over the storm of debris. He leaped high above the wolf-headed man, his God-killing Blade whistling out!

"Can you really draw your sword?" the wolf-headed man asked with a smile.

Chu Hengkong's body suddenly stiffened, and seven lines of blood spurted out from his joints, like invisible knives stabbing out of his body!

Both hands, both feet, right arm, left wrist, right leg, seven limbs were twisted at the same time, or turned like the joints of a puppet, or shattered like a balloon pierced by a needle. The flying pages of the book were soaked in blood, and the room was dyed with a crazy red.

Chu Hengkong struggled to land, using his Divine Slash to support himself. Just as he was about to stand, his face paled as intense pain shot through his body. Nearly 70% of his internal organs had been shattered simultaneously, all because of a single glance from the wolf-headed man!

"Zhongming's swordsmanship, the blade that slashes gods, just looking at it makes my eyes ache." The wolf-headed man sighed, "Don't look at me like that. Do you think I'll go head-to-head with your swordsmanship? The best way to deal with the ultimate sword is not with an ultimate shield, but to prevent the slash from being unsheathed."

Chu Hengkong fully activated his Immortality Technique. His body, repaired by his willpower, was once again shattered by the relentless phenomenon. The balance between repair and destruction was barely achieved, and now he could do nothing but protect himself. The wolf-headed man stepped forward, irregular blocks of color forming a chaotic halo around him.

[Don't use the knife yet.] Vander wrote in his pocket, [Don't move. Don't try to touch it.]

"You must be very unconvinced! You haven't even been able to fully utilize your abilities, yet you're being pinned to death by such an unreasonable force." The wolf-headed man laughed. "But after all, you're just a mere particle 3."

"Without crossing the first abyss, you will ultimately be a mortal at the mercy of others!"

His palm touched Chu Hengkong's head, and the disgusting color blocks seemed to protrude like sharp claws. At this moment, Fander screamed: "Use your will!"

A bloody slash appeared out of nowhere, like a blade slashing between the wolf-headed man's fingers. Chu Hengkong remained motionless, his right hand still gripping the hilt of the divine slash. It was a reverse-edged sword!

The impulsive slashing attacks erupted at the same moment, and three more blood-red slash marks blocked the long claws, causing the wolf-headed man to delay his movements for a moment. Chu Hengkong took this opportunity to raise his left arm, his prosthetic hand raised horizontally and pointing forward.

"Forsaken by fate, the rain of misfortune will pour down!"

A heavy, gray rain suddenly fell, like countless long spikes piercing the pages of a book. The wolf-headed man's palm crushed the impulsive slash, but it barely brushed past Chu Hengkong.

The third ability of the Misfortune Wrist disrupts the vortex of probability. There is no certainty in this downpour of misfortune; all attacks will be deflected by fate.

Chu Hengkong seized this opportunity to exert his strength, piercing through the solid floor and falling downward. The wolf-headed man took a step forward to pursue him, but the raindrops in the room began to swirl strangely, and in a moment, they developed into a torrent that swallowed him up.

Vortex of Doom.

"You old fellow who is nostalgic." The wolf-headed man muttered.

Chu Heng dropped to the lower level, slashed through the wall, and rushed out of the corridor with a bloody gust of wind. The blood that had flown out of his body was returned under the influence of the Immortal Power, his organs were reorganized, and his eyeballs were repaired. In less than half a second, he was back to his peak state.

This level has a life force at each end, a typical configuration for a large library. The guards on the top floor should have been far more stringent than here, but they were all dealt with. The wolf-headed man had long had his sights on this place, but he couldn't get past Door 2978, so he waited here.

He summoned up his courage and threw the two guards out of the window in advance. His heart was beating wildly, and a heavy feeling of depression weighed on his heart. Encountering such a crazy and powerful enemy, Chu Hengkong unconsciously laughed.

Fander in his pocket finally dared to speak out, almost collapsing and yelling: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Why the hell is it this old guy? Run!"

"Who is that guy?"

"It's Fulidan Tanner Malikvis, the Smoke of Chaos!" Finder screamed, "That guy is a true god, the most powerful delusional phantom demon 'Chaos' in terms of attack power!"

All the doors in the corridor flew open simultaneously, an inexplicable force shattering the documents behind them. Turbulent currents swept the shredded paper outward, like countless white butterflies dancing in the corridor. Chu Hengkong's forward momentum halted, his vision completely disrupted. The unpredictable winds carried a massive mass, making him feel like he was marching against a storm.

He heard footsteps again, slowly falling behind him. The Chaos Demon had arrived. The Vortex of Hell was powerful enough, but the power of Sephiroth 3 alone wasn't enough to slow it down. It spread its hands, its claws formed from blocks of color extending like a giant's wings.

"I heard your voice," the Chaos Demon said. "It really is you, Twilight's puppet!"

"Don't look back, retreat!" Vander screamed, "That thing is the opposite of order. Any structured matter will collapse once it encounters it. If he gets serious, just one look from him is enough to scatter you across the world!"

"We haven't traveled around the world yet, have we? It's a split spirit."

"Its offshoot is enough to sink your head to the bottom of the ocean, so run!"

Chu Hengkong had stopped breathing long ago. The previous serious injury caused Yiqi Qianqiu to activate quickly. He wrapped the burning spirit around his side and relied on Fen Ye to open a path in the storm.

The Chaos Demon watched Chu Hengkong leave, then slowly raised his hand. His palm dissolved into a pale purple mist.

"Huh." He blew a breath.

The smoke was easily blown away, carried by the swirling wind and soaked into the ground and walls. Far below, on the lower floors of the Great Library, people in the procession cried out in surprise. They saw a floor near the top turn a deep purple, cracks spreading through the glass like forked branches, creating an unsettling creaking sound.

Immediately afterwards, the entire exterior wall of the 256th floor shattered simultaneously, sending shards of glass cascading down like a waterfall. A piercing scream echoed beneath the scorching sun, while Chu Hengkong, still trapped within the library, was unable to discern what was happening outside.

Thick smoke, like a barrier, separated the worlds inside and outside. One moment he was sprinting through the crumbling floors, the next he was already stepping into the smoke. And right in front of him was… the Chaos Demon, reaching out for him! It was as if he had walked right into the demon's clutches!

Space is destroyed. The chaotic smoke destroys the continuity, causing different coordinates to overlap!

The demon's palm magnified infinitely before Chu Hengkong's eyes, a terrifying deep purple that seemed to engulf even the soul. At this moment, he closed his eyes, leaped up on tiptoe, and silently unsheathed his Divine Slash. The blood-red light transformed into a blazing radiance the moment it struck, a slash reaching the pinnacle of perfection.

The shadow appears in the brilliant sky flow · Yang Yi!

He paid no heed to his own safety, choosing instead to strike the demon's arm with his swiftest strike. His explosive energy propelled him to extreme speed, and even the chaotic smoke couldn't interfere with the blow forged by his energy and light.

The Chaos Demon's arm instantly disintegrated into smoke, and the smoke that filled the corridor swirled back at this moment, forming a frenzied cage of corrosive light. The forces of both sides clashed fiercely, erupting after a mere moment of contact.

The Chaos Demon took a step back, and Chu Hengkong was swept to the end of the corridor by the storm. He turned around and slashed through the barrier with a knife, leaping into the world beyond the sunshine!

“—That’s it.”

Then, the smoke fist pierced his chest.

The Chaos Demon's other arm appeared behind him and pierced his heart with a ruthless blow!

This was a natural progression. Disrupting the enemy's position naturally meant changing one's own. No, even changing one's very existence was a piece of cake for this terrifying deity. It could appear anywhere, taking on smoke, air, and liquid as its own "Demon of Chaos." It clenched its fist, crushing a living heart!

——

Its palm is empty.

There was no blood, no debris, the heart was gone, and even the enemy's body was gone.

The Chaos Demon gazed at the palm that had materialized, a chaotic feeling and conflicting memories swirling in his mind. The reality that should have been was erased. One end of the possibility was abruptly closed.

"This is……!"

On the 248th floor, Chu Hengkong sat down with his back against the wall, with the dry bone wings stretched out behind him like a cloak covering half of his body.

Absolute Sky Death Wing!

(End of this chapter)