The crimson energy vortex was not a smooth passage, but a perilous path forcibly torn open by Urano, filled with violent spatial turbulence and dimensional fragments.
An ordinary demigod would probably be torn to shreds in an instant if he were here.
But the flow of light and darkness around Linde formed a thin but tough shield, keeping all the erosion at bay.
He could feel the immense and scorching divine power of Urano ahead, like a giant axe carving out a relatively stable path in this chaos.
The Ancestral Blood Core pulsated steadily within Lin Dehuai, like the most precise compass, guiding the ever-changing coordinates of the "Crawling Stomach".
I don't know how long I've been navigating through the turbulent waters; perhaps it was a moment, perhaps it was eternity.
Suddenly, the scene ahead changed drastically!
The chaotic turbulence disappeared, replaced by a nauseating "space" that defies description.
There is no concept of up, down, left, or right here. The background is a morbid flesh wall that seems to be pieced together from countless rotting internal organs, slowly writhing and secreting a thick, dark yellow pus that exudes mental pollution.
The air was filled with the stench of billions of lives forcibly fused and rotting, and a perpetual, low, undulating sound, as if it came from the digestive system.
As far as the eye can see, there is an endless "forest" or "mountain range" formed by countless pale limbs twisting, intertwining, and merging.
Those limbs, in various shapes and sizes, included human arms, beast claws, elf feet, dragon wings, and even some indescribable tentacles and arthropods... They had all lost their original vitality and color, presenting a sickly, swollen, pale appearance, as if they had been soaked in water for too long.
These limbs are not inanimate objects; they are still twitching, scratching, and squeezing against each other unconsciously, making a teeth-grinding friction sound, as if silently telling the story of the extreme pain and despair of being swallowed and merged.
This is the realm of the God of Fusion—a living dimensional prison that constantly moves, devours, and digests all things!
As soon as Linde and the giant beast heads manifested by Urano's will entered, the entire space seemed to come alive instantly, as if a stinking swamp had been filled with pebbles!
"Awooo—!!!"
A deafening roar, indistinguishable as the combined wails of millions of living beings or the hissing of some terrifying organ, resounded from all directions of this pale hell, directly impacting the soul!
Those pale limbs that had been writhing unconsciously surged toward the invaders like soldiers receiving orders!
Countless arms reached for Linde, claws tore at Urano, wings flapped in an attempt to imprison him, and tentacles coiled around him in a desire to devour him… They converged into a pale tsunami of natural disaster, carrying a mad will to merge and pollute everything!
"Hmph! Filthy thing!"
Uranus roared in fury, and the giant beast's head opened its mouth to spew out a crimson breath of divine power, like a raging fire that burned the world to ashes!
But there were just too many limbs. As soon as one batch was burned, even more would surge in from deep within the flesh walls and from all directions, seemingly endless!
Linde's eyes were cold; he didn't even use [End of Annihilation].
He simply raised his hand, and the power of the [Bright Halo] was released in its purest form!
But this time, it was not a healing light full of vitality, but a blazing white sun containing the ultimate "purification" and "order"!
Wherever the light reached, those pale limbs seemed to have encountered their nemesis, emitting a "hissing" scream. The swelling on their surface quickly dried up and carbonized, and the chaotic fusion will contained within them was forcibly dispelled and purified!
The power of the Shadow Aura is like the most insidious poison, spreading silently. Any pale limbs touched by it begin to lose their "existence," as if they are about to return to nothingness and disintegrate on their own!
Light and shadow, two extreme forces, became the most efficient tools for clearing out these minions under Linde's control.
He was like a cleansing god walking through filth; wherever he went, paleness receded and chaos subsided.
The two men's aggressive advance clearly angered the master of this territory.
Deep within the realm of the God of Fusion, the largest and most central "mountain range," composed of countless pale limbs, trembled violently.
At the mountain's summit, countless limbs unfolded like flower petals, revealing an even more terrifying entity at its core—
It was a "head" whose specific form was difficult to describe, as if it were forcibly combined from countless painful and distorted faces, broken eyeballs, and opening and closing mouths, with a huge mouth in the center covered with spiraling sharp teeth.
It—the very core of the fused god—emanated a wave of will containing boundless greed and rage:
"It's you again! You insect that steals light and darkness! And... Urano! You wild beast that clings to the wilderness! How dare you trespass into my sacred domain! Become a part of me!"
With His roar, the power of the entire divine kingdom was mobilized!
The flesh walls contracted violently, trying to compress the space; pus poured out like a waterfall, carrying strong corrosive and mental pollution; and those endless pale limbs, as if they had gone mad, rushed forward recklessly, and even began to merge with each other, forming a larger and more twisted terrifying monster!
"Now!"
Uranus roared with his will, and the giant beast's head suddenly swelled, erupting with unprecedented divine power, forcefully withstanding the pressure of the entire plane and creating a momentary, undisturbed window for Lind to attack! "He's locked on!"
A sharp glint flashed in Linde's eyes!
He could feel a clear, scorching pulse emanating from the Ancestral Blood Core in his arms, directed at that twisted head.
It's time!
Linde moved with lightning speed, instantly closing the distance to the optimal attack range.
He made a grasping motion with his right hand, and the dark, lusterless weapon, "The End of Annihilation," which contained the ultimate force of destruction, appeared in his hand.
There was no flashy build-up, no earth-shattering roar.
Only the purest and most concentrated killing intent, and absolute trust in the law of god-slaying.
He twisted his waist, and all the power in his body—the order of the light veins, the nothingness of the shadow abyss, the toughness of the crystal skeleton, and his own transcendent will—was perfectly integrated and poured into the spear.
Then, throw it!
The moment [End of Annihilation] was released, it did not make a sound of tearing through the air. Instead, it caused all sounds, light, and even laws around it to freeze and collapse!
It seemed to transform into an absolute "nothingness," a scar that pierced through reality, ignoring the distance of space and the pale limbs that tried to block it (those limbs silently dissipated into the most basic particles the moment they touched the spear), and with a sense of destiny, it shot towards the core of the twisted head of the God of Fusion!
The God of Fusion let out an unprecedented scream, a mixture of horror and pain!
He sensed a deadly threat! The power contained within that spear was the absolute nemesis of chaotic evil gods like Him who existed by devouring and merging! It was an "end" more thorough than death!
At the last moment, He displayed the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a god.
He did not attempt to resist or dodge—that would have been futile.
The massive core "mountain range," composed of countless pale limbs, suddenly snapped in two! From the crack, a vast stream of chaotic energy, as boundless as a galaxy, gushed forth, containing most of His original divinity and the law of devouring!
He chose the most ruthless "tail-cutting survival"!
【The End of Annihilation】 precisely struck the massive, discarded remains that occupied more than two-thirds of the original body!
There was no explosion, only an extreme form of "erasure".
Centered on the point of impact of the spear tip, the massive pale wreckage, along with the terrifying energy and chaotic will contained within it, vanished silently and rapidly into utter nothingness, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser!
It was as if it had never existed.
The remaining core of the Fusion God, about one-third the size, carrying the remnants of its origin, let out an extremely venomous howl. It smashed through the fleshy walls that made up the divine kingdom, tore apart the plane barrier, and turned into a pale white stream of light. At the cost of sacrificing most of its power, it fled in panic to the endless and dangerous depths of the starry sea beyond the plane!
He fled the plane where the continent of Tyre was located, at the cost of unprecedented devastation, as well as the loss of the nest he had cultivated for countless years and most of his power.
Linde reached out, and the [End of Annihilation], as if possessing a spirit, flew back into his hand in an arc. The spear remained dark, as if the god-slaying blow had not diminished it in the slightest.
He gazed coldly in the direction where the God of Fusion had vanished. Although he hadn't completely annihilated Him this time, he had severed His most powerful claws reaching towards the continent of Tiel.
Urano's manifested will slowly receded, his crimson eyes carrying a hint of pleasure and solemnity.
"It's a pity that this filthy thing got away... However, after this battle, it has been severely weakened and will have no ability to threaten the continent of Tiel in the short term."
He looked at Lind, especially at the god-slaying spear in his hand that made even the gods tremble, and his tone was more solemn than ever before:
“Child of the Outcast, your power… exceeds my expectations. This collaboration has been a great success.”
Linde sheathed his spear and glanced at the "wriggling stomach" that was slowly collapsing and decaying because it had lost its core overlord.
"Transaction complete. It's not safe to stay here any longer."
The two powerful beings who joined forces to kill a god (though not entirely successfully) did not linger and returned to their world along the path they had come from.
The news of the God of Fusion's defeat and escape beyond the plane will surely sweep through all forces that know of his existence like a storm upon his return, causing the name of Lind Truk to once again shock the highest levels of the entire continent in a completely different way.
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