Chapter 248: All Stars Shine Together in the Kingdom of Despair
Brave man, one with courage in his heart, you will triumph and be covered with glory.
The world turned upside down, and the abyss struck. Everything in the despairing wilderness was swallowed by darkness, and the sense of nothingness gripped my heart, bringing a moment of panic.
It was the same feeling of endless falling he'd experienced before, like sliding into an abyss with no visible bottom. Yet at this moment, Chu Hengkong was no longer powerless. Xu Lie's heart was pounding, his blood rushing, dispelling the chill. The divine slash clanged in the darkness, pointing the way for him.
He thrust his blade downward, voluntarily descending to the depths of Nirvana. The instant the hymn began, the blade had already pierced the soil of the Kingdom of Despair. Yiqi Qianqiu and Fen Ye operated at full power, the thoughts within the Divine Slash stirred by his will, causing him to drape himself in a blazing cloak.
Then, the agony of crucifixion he'd experienced before returned. Thousands of cuts, flesh and marrow pierced through, as if every inch of his flesh were being simultaneously slicing, as if his entire being were being immersed in a pool of blades. He activated his Immortal and Indestructible Technique to complete his regeneration, mentally preparing himself for anything.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
I've experienced pain more intense than this.
Since you have the determination to defeat the devil, how can you be frightened by mere fear!
Chu Hengkong reluctantly drew his sword and shouted with determination, "Fande!"
“Not yet!”
He used most of the power in the murderous knife to protect the Eye Demon. Finder should have been unharmed, but he became anxious for no reason. "I can't feel the connection point. The magic power is too scattered... Where is it? Where is Fansalar?!"
Isn't it just--
Chu Hengkong swallowed the words he was about to say. The Demon King was just ahead, his intuition told him, but he was nowhere to be seen. No trace of withered hair, no trace of a dark smile. After the Kingdom of Despair unfolded, Vansalar suddenly vanished, leaving only the corpse hanging in the sky, singing.
"Something's wrong, man." Finder whispered, "That wizard is up to something... Is it trying to kill us?"
The pain intensified, and Chu Hengkong's eyes bled blood. Hiding his form and relying solely on despair to drag the enemy to death was a perfect tactic for the now-weakened Vansalar. But he didn't believe his enemy would do that. How could that uncontrollable demon king allow him to win in such a humiliating manner?
Vansalar would certainly attack openly, but where would his attack be?
"What's wrong, Chu Hengkong?"
The violent thunder pierced the eardrums.
The shock of energy was so strong that it literally shattered the hearing.
"It's just a matter of stepping onto the battlefield. There's no way you'll fall down.
Come on, keep going, the dizziness from falling should be gone by now, I'm right here!"
Dazzling lightning streaked across the horizon, and balls of electricity blossomed in the air like eyes in the clouds. That incredible thunder had come from this very spot.
Chu Hengkong looked up at the sound. He saw despair in the flashing lightning.
It was a tyrannical and terrifying divine form. Deep blue plasma flowed within the dark clouds, carving a ferocious visage. A crescent moon hung below, streaked with lightning. This was the mouth created by the ripping of the clouds. The image reminded him of the demonic force that had once attacked the city, yet its presence far surpassed it. The moment he recognized the true form of the ghost face, a chill pierced his bones like a needle.
That is just the "torso" of the demon king.
It is the body that should be the weak link.
Hundreds of billions of slain ghosts piled in the shadows, forming the demon king's sharp claws. Black bone and horn were forged into a crown, adorning that indescribable visage. Within the crown, numerous spikes pierced the demon king's skull like instruments of torture. Blood flowed endlessly, dripping into the demon king's unwavering smile.
When it speaks, it causes a violent wind that sweeps across the world; when it thinks, it causes thunder that shakes the heavens and the earth. Its existence is the nightmare of all living beings. It is an extremely evil god that controls fear.
The source of fear, the demon star, the god of destruction, Vansalar!
“Aa ...
Finder began to scream. His initial preparedness, his self-proclaimed strong will, collapsed the moment he recognized the other's existence. This was not his fault. It had nothing to do with strength. How could a mortal who had not crossed the Second Abyss possibly defeat an immortal god?
That howl infuriated the Demon King, and when he swung his massive fist, it seemed to move the entire sky. Fander's mind went blank, unable to even think, but he realized he was moving. Chu Hengkong leaped into the sky, knife in hand, and slashed at the Demon King's fist with his fierce blade!
"Vander, well done," he roared as he swung his knife. "I'll buy you time, just build up the fear!"
The blood-red blade carved into his fist, and a shadow rushed past them like a tsunami. Fander froze completely, forgetting even to speak. Chu Hengkong thought it was moving according to the action plan, but in reality, it was terrified.
It really wants to say thank you for your trust, Chu Hengkong, you are truly a fearless and peerless hero, but I, Fander, really want to be a coward this time. It's already like this, why fight? Just close your eyes and die!
"Sure enough, that guy is your trump card." The devil laughed like thunder. "You turned out to be a brave devil. Then let me see the trust between you two!"
"Please don't exaggerate at this time!" Van De spoke incoherently, forcing himself to regain consciousness. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm preparing. Give me time--!"
The world before his eyes collapsed, the overwhelming impact nearly leaving Fander speechless. Chu Hengkong was struck by another massive fist, briefly shattering his blood-flame coat. The agony of crucifixion instantly seeped into Fander's body. It nearly slipped from his pocket, and he quickly snagged his coat with his tentacles. Then, a ghostly face descended from the sky, and Fansalar clenched his fists as if preparing for another collision.
Chu Hengkong raised the fierce knife high and slashed down recklessly. However, the moment before the strike, the devil's fist collapsed, and his body transformed into a shadow, forming a sphere that resembled a city, trapping Chu Hengkong and Fander inside.
The power of the Despair Nation made the chanting unnecessary, and the unprecedentedly complex ritual was completed in an instant. Vansalar lifted the sphere and delivered a final curse to the polluted celestial globe.
Cloistered fear.
"Void Sky Shadow Technique: Devouring Shadow Sky Sphere."
Chu Hengkong stood still at the center of the sphere, disoriented. All he saw was darkness, magical forces pulling him in all directions. The real machine told him the sphere was slowly rotating, and he suddenly remembered the scene of the night transforming into a swarm of bats, and he became more alert.
“It’s the same old thing again…!”
The dark night was stained scarlet, like a wound being torn open. Countless blood-red lips appeared in all directions of heaven and earth. They were the mouths of greedy and brutal beasts, countless bites attacking at the same time, and the prisoner in the shadow had no way to escape!
Killing the beast, a breakthrough. Now he was in a desperate situation. Even if he was seriously injured, he had to strike as soon as possible. Reason pointed out the only way to survive, but emotion cut it off. Finder was still here. Even if he could escape the celestial sphere this way, he couldn't save Finder.
Chu Heng forced out his strength, detonating his bloody aura into a sphere. Simultaneously, he activated his fission ray, exchanging a completely uneconomical price for widespread destruction in a short period of time. The first wave of beasts was crushed, but a second wave was reborn. The celestial sphere quietly shrank in the Demon King's hands, leaving them with nowhere to escape.
Chu Hengkong snatched the Eye Demon away, grasping it in his clutches. He reached into his arms, completely abandoning any defense on one side, charging recklessly forward. One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. The sphere transformed into a narrow cage, barely enough for one person to stand, as countless beasts tore at the killer. He roared, forcing his blade with all his might.
Without any complaints or urging, they all agreed to the battle plan, and he believed that his companions would definitely succeed!
Finder saw it all, and tried hard to hold back his tears. His sense of responsibility overwhelmed his fear at this moment. When someone trusts you so much, you must never respond to them with tears.
The connection point was confirmed, the coordinate calculation was complete, and the essence of the reversal of the divine heart was revealed through two experiences. It raised its weapon, a brush obtained from the demon king's messenger, a brush that made fear come true.
This was their battle plan. Since the Demon King loved fear so much, let him see the most terrifying thing in the world!
"Alright, let's go!" Fander roared, "The past returns, the abyss descends!!"
Its brush trembled at that moment, cracks covering its solid tip. A Level 5 relic had shattered. Even the Scourge's longing couldn't withstand the resurrection of this memory. At the moment the brush shattered completely, its tip painted a single drop of water.
The water droplets fluttered, swelled, and split into swirling droplets, forming a swirling vortex. The transparent vortex expanded instantly, like a Milky Way formed by the ocean water. The beast's mouth was crushed by the edge of the vortex, and the shadow was swallowed by the violent rain. It ruptured the Shadow Devouring Sphere and defeated the Demon King's thunder, like a natural chasm hanging over the top of the Kingdom of Despair.
The pain of the crucifixion suddenly eased, and the invulnerable divine body unexpectedly solidified at this moment. The Collapse God's divine heart reversal was broken, and the vortex once again connected the battlefield inside and outside. It was a feat that even Vansalar could not erase, a blow that once affected the entire Shendong Realm.
A huge hole that tears apart the sea of illusions!
"I see, no wonder old Olek was so furious..." Vansalar said with a cheerful smile, "So it's you, the twilight-colored little thing!"
Fan De landed with Chu Hengkong. He looked up at the Demon King, his gaze now clear and distinct from his usual clarity. He shouted, "Nightmare King Vansalar! You should have died long ago. Even if you were resurrected by a vicious scheme, how can you repeat your past mistakes?"
"Repeat the same mistakes? That's a good word." Vansalar scratched his chin and said happily, "I just hope that I will meet the same end again!"
The unprecedentedly terrifying vortex swirled, like invisible teeth, disintegrating and obliterating the Kingdom of Despair. Even as the vortex reached the divine body, Vansalar remained motionless. A dull black light suddenly shot out, gripping the edge of the void with a firm grip.
It was a withered wing, a single skeletal wing, its form resembling the claw of the dead. The once magnificent divine feathers had been shattered by millennia of battle, leaving only a barren skeleton. Yet it was this very bony claw that grasped the Great Void. The indescribably powerful essence of the evil god allowed its true form to defy concepts.
"Don't make that expression. You don't really think... that you can defeat me with an attack of this level?" The Demon King chuckled.
Shadows lingered between the bones of the wings, forming an illusory "wing membrane." The shadows coalesced into vivid images, a scene familiar to both Chu Hengkong and Fan De. The magic sword wielded by the Divine Slash, the explosive power gained through the secret technique of the Residual Heart, the secret teachings of Longquan Township, the functions of the true weapon, the ability of the Wrist of Misfortune...
Every conceivable attack surfaced between the wing membranes, even developments that existed only in probability being reproduced by the shadows. They were arranged in a pattern of heights and depths, with the topmost shadow, the Brilliant Sky Flow, nearly leaping out of the Death Wings. But dark claw marks seeped into the wing membranes, tearing apart every image.
Thus, the possibility that should have existed "disappeared".
Chu Hengkong found himself unable to swing his sword again, for the developments following the strike had already been "cut off" by Pian Yi. The future was erased, the action to come was aborted, all possibilities were captured, and any action was a dead end. There was no aftermath, no future.
I can only stand there and wait for death to come.
This is the most vicious and evil magic of the Demon Lord Vansalar. The wings that slash hope and bear the name of despair.
Void Sky Shadow Technique: Absolute Sky Death Wings!
"No way, is this the end of the battle plan? Chongming's sword, Waklo's pen, nothing else?"
Vansalar sighed in disappointment.
"...Is this all you guys are capable of?"
"Yeah, it's over."
Chu Hengkong replied calmly.
"There are no more hidden cards. As you can see, these are the only abilities that Vander and I possess."
He moved the blade, pointing it at the Demon King. A smile, a smile of confidence born of conviction, adorned his face.
"——But, there are more people than just the two of us who will be fighting you!"
Above the Deathwings of the Absolute Sky, the already determined future suddenly blurred. The shadows that obliterated possibility swirled violently, and the introduction of new variables made the future full of possibilities again. Fansalar looked up in surprise. He saw a chime echoing from the center of the vortex, and ice and snow solidified into a long dragon descending. The dragon merged with the vortex, materializing into a towering column of water!
"Sorry for the wait, Sora. We're here to help you!"
A dashing knight descended from the vortex, casting a purifying fire to heal Chu Hengkong's wounds. Single-handedly, she lifted the Dinghai Divine Needle and stirred the vortex with the might of divine art. The Jade Armor's water control abilities were maximized by her desire to protect others, stirring the vortex and tilting it towards the Demon King's body.
The originally stalemate balance was broken, the vortex erased the image in the Death Wing, and the Dinghai Shenzhen was falling towards Vansalar, forming a bridge to the Demon King between heaven and earth!
"Well done, partner!"
"What a joke! When have I ever let you down?" Ji Huaisu wanted to touch her nose, but suddenly couldn't move. She saw the Death Wings taking action and vaguely guessed what was going to happen. "Damn, this old man is so cunning! Ah Kong, hurry up! Leave Fander to me!"
Chu Hengkong flung out the Eye Demon, turned, and ran up to the Dinghai Shenzhen. He raised his hand and pointed toward the sky, and a thin streak of blood-red light rose. It burned with the dark night as fuel, spreading like wildfire across the entire Kingdom of Despair.
Having endured the battle until this moment, the Canxin Soul Resurrection Secret Technique finally activated. Last time, it devoured the loving mother's Qingshen, this time its target was the Despair Kingdom shattered by the vortex!
"You actually want to devour my kingdom?" Vansalar laughed in surprise, "Then you will have to endure my pain!"
Regret, anger, bewilderment, despair. The emotions of the Demon King flowed into his heart at this moment, fragments of memories that did not belong to him flashing before his eyes. Chu Hengkong swallowed them whole, swallowing them all into his stomach like poison. His aura grew stronger, so terrifying that it threatened to rupture his body.
At this moment, the vast void destabilized space, and Vansalar could no longer manipulate the world as easily as before. Its death wings trembled, casting off countless slayers, while it crossed its arms to block Chu Hengkong's path. A vast multitude of beasts surged toward it like a wave, but Chu Hengkong, unfazed, charged forward. Thousands of bullets whizzed through his back, piercing the beasts with cold, murderous intent, carving holes through the herd.
The Wheel of Judgment leaped over the vortex, and the Gunners followed closely behind and arrived at the battlefield. Finder hurriedly called out, "Only one chance!"
“Then it’s the same as usual,” Shaxx said. “One strike decides the outcome!”
Before Finder could warn him, the Wheel of Judgment had already disintegrated. The triple rings floated in front of the gun's muzzle. Shax pulled the trigger as he fell. The bullet, accelerating to extreme speed, transformed into a ray of judgment, piercing the Demon King's crossed hands.
The last obstacle was thus removed, and Chu Hengkong ran to the other end of the magic needle. When he drew his sword, the magic cut dimmed and was as black as ink.
It was a silent strike, without sound, without trajectory. There was no trace of righteousness, only a sinister, murderous intent. The blade pierced the divine form, its blade's intent coursing like blood, sinking into the very bones that supported its massive form. Then, murderous intent surged, freezing the blood. Pitch-black shadows rose into blades, transforming into thousands of sharp needles that pierced the demon king's massive form!
This assassination sword, inverting the very mechanism of the Sin Bone to attack, brings endless suffering. Spiteful, vicious, and tyrannical, it was forged during the most desperate years, long abandoned by its original owner.
The shadow appears in the brilliant sky and the dark skeleton.
The devil's body collapsed as a result, and amid the sharp sound of the wind, dark waves flooded the battlefield!
(End of this chapter)
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