Chapter 1233 Conversation between Two Drops of Liquid
As time passed, the Five-Colored Sacred Mountain was gradually covered with dust.
Only dust can fall on it. The density of this sacred mountain is so great that no plant can take root and sprout here.
Even a little bit of moss cannot appear on the sacred mountain.
Beneath the gloomy underground abyss, only the thick earth energy is pervasive, making the sacred mountain even more stable.
On top of the sacred mountain, a special domain weapon has become one with it.
The gravity field and the sacred mountain, after years of fusion of the earth's energy, have become inseparable, forming a super powerful field weapon.
Unfortunately, this weapon has lost its owner. Neither Lusman nor Huangtian can take this domain weapon for themselves. They no longer have the ability to do so.
The life under the sacred mountain, if there is any life, may sleep there forever.
********* At the bottom of the sacred mountain, it is connected to the eternal frozen soil of the abyss underground, and the density has almost no gaps.
But just under the mountain, there is a little light of life, existing unyieldingly.
This is Lin Zhen, the once powerful Ghost-faced King, who has now been miserably crushed under the sacred mountain.
Lin Zhen is not dead, and there are many reasons for this.
First of all, it was Lin Zhen’s strong defense that helped him to withstand this disaster.
In addition to defense, there is another extremely important reason, that is, when he was attacked by the Eight Hammers or suppressed by the God Mountain, there was always another person to help him share the damage.
This man is the Lord of Hatred.
As the saying goes, if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. This tall person can be understood as being tall or having great ability.
The Lord of Hatred was held tightly by Lin Zhen and had no way to leave. Because his abilities were even stronger, the Lord of Hatred felt the greatest pressure when he endured the attack from the Divine Mountain.
This actually saved Lin Zhen's life. His body was basically broken under such heavy pressure, but his soul survived.
The Hunyuan Armor is indeed a top-grade armor. Although it was deformed under the heavy pressure of the sacred mountain, it left a tiny gap for Lin Zhen, preventing his body from being completely shattered, and some flesh and blood remained inside the armor.
However, due to the strong pressure between the sacred mountain and the ground, his body could not recover in this small range, so Lin Zhen currently existed almost in the form of a soul, at least his body could not recover for the time being.
When the Divine Mountain first began to suppress him, the Lord of Hatred beside Lin Zhen had strongly resisted.
As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The Lord of Hatred showed up with full confidence, thinking he could take advantage of a ready-made opportunity. Unfortunately, he was tricked by Lin Zhen and was completely trapped here.
He was unwilling to accept this, as he still had the ability to resist. However, he did not expect that Huangtian and others would add another piece of top-grade territory weapon.
The sacred mountain, which was as heavy as a galaxy, increased its weight several times again, directly crushing the Lord of Hatred who was trying hard to resist.
His body was completely shattered, and only a little blood was flowing next to Lin Zhen.
The space here is only enough to accommodate a little bit of blood. This is true for the Lord of Hatred and Lin Zhen as well.
Neither of them died, but there was no way for them to be truly resurrected. They could only exist in the form of blood. They disliked each other, but neither could do anything to their opponent.
After Lin Zhen swallowed the Liquid of Domination, he was originally going to be weak for a period of time, but now his body could not recover, so it didn’t matter whether he was weak or not.
At the very beginning of entering the sacred mountain, the Lord of Hatred mocked Lin Zhen vigorously.
"Little bastard, what's going on? It's all in vain, right? You thought you could kill me by swallowing the Dominant Fluid, but I still survived. Now you are just a drop of blood, what else can you do to me?"
Faced with the ridicule of the Lord of Hatred, Lin Zhen sneered.
"It's ridiculous. You're nothing but a liquid, and you're still in the mood to laugh at me? You rushed out thinking you were very strong, but in the end, even when you had the upper hand, you were still pulled down by me to cover the quilt. If I can't get out, do you think you can? If I were you, I would just throw myself against the wall and evaporate, so as not to be embarrassed by living."
The arrogant Lord of Hatred was furious: "You are really courting death. At this point, you are still talking nonsense to me. When the rest of us Lords of the Abyss arrive, it will be time for me to escape. By then..."
"Alright, alright, stop daydreaming. If I'm not mistaken, the other Lords of the Abyss can only sense your true death. Now that you're still alive as a tadpole, they can't sense it. It's deserted here, and even the dimensional universe can't receive radio waves. Just be at ease and prepare to watch the scenery for a hundred trillion years."
The Lord of Hatred was not a fool, he could certainly understand what Tadpole meant, and he was furious at Lin Zhen's venomous tongue.
"You are a Divine King after all. Don't you feel ashamed to say such things?"
"Haha! This is really a coincidence. I might as well tell you that I am actually just a middle-level god. I haven't even reached the realm of a high-level god, let alone a god king! How about it? With the strength of a quasi-lord, are you surprised that I, a middle-level god, can make you this powerful? Are you happy? Are you surprised?"
Hearing Lin Zhen's words, the Lord of Hatred was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
If he had fought with a powerful God King to this extent, he would have accepted it, but how could the Lord of Hate accept that he was almost killed by a middle-level God?
He roared, wanting to curse Lin Zhen.
Even though he is much stronger than Lin Zhen, when it comes to cursing, ten Lords of Hate are no match for Lin Zhen.
After being baptized by five thousand years of civilization and being reborn, Lin Zhen's mastery of language and civilization is far beyond the reach of the Lord of Hatred, who lives in the underground abyss all day and has rarely seen the sunlight.
Lin Zhen was bored in his previous life and watched something called "hanmai". He had a good memory and could almost recite those things for three days and three nights without repeating a word.
Anyway, he has nothing to do now, so Lin Zhen just scolds the Lord of Hatred when he has nothing to do.
The Lord of Hate could understand some words, but not others.
But after living for so many years, his comprehension ability is still good, and he can definitely hear when Lin Zhen is scolding him.
He wanted to retort, but his poor vocabulary was simply too poor to produce any decent words.
Often when Lin Zhen scolded him and his face turned red and his neck became angry, he couldn't help but try to understand the meaning of Lin Zhen's words, and after understanding it, he became angry again.
Of course, it was completely useless anger.
The communication between the two people was the communication of spiritual power. The sun, moon and star rings on Lin Zhen's head were almost embedded in the soil. Lin Zhen could also use the power of this spiritual power to continue spraying him.
The Lord of Hatred's mental strength was not as strong as Lin Zhen's, and he fought back hard. Every day Lin Zhen's words echoed in his spiritual sea of consciousness like flies buzzing, making him almost crazy.
There was no possibility for him to practice at all. In the end, he simply closed his spiritual sea of consciousness and would rather keep silent than communicate even a word with Lin Zhen.
No one came to rescue him, he was almost in despair and could only wait here, waiting for the day when he could see the light of day again. At that time, he swore to stay away from this troll and never see this person again.
After finally dealing with the Lord of Hatred, Lin Zhen did not sit idly by and wait for death.
This disaster under the sacred mountain may not really be a disaster.
(End of this chapter)
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