Chapter 295: Instant Kill



The candle body was as pale as the remains of an ancient giant beast, with a faint blue flame burning at the top.

The flame flickered silently, and the flowing candle wax also emitted a cold and dark blue luster.

A familiar air with the smell of rotten pine resin, yet solidified and lingering, instantly filled the space filled with honey and the animated giant trees!

altar!

The altar that appeared when he changed his job and communicated with the unknown existence actually descended at this moment, with him as the center!

"Wha...what?!"

The torrent of honey from the Lord of Ganshi, which was a condensation of terrifying divine power and was determined to obtain the altar, suddenly collapsed as if it had hit the barrier of the universe when it touched the silently rippling black ripples on the edge of the altar!

The overlapping and distorted roars came to an abrupt end, replaced by an uncontrollable fear that came from the soul's instinct!

It is a shudder from the deepest part of life's imprint when a low-dimensional life glimpses the tip of the iceberg of a high-dimensional existence!

The core of the flowing honey slurry contracted and trembled violently, and the colorful light flashed wildly and chaotically.

Those giant trees that were dancing wildly and alive seemed to be strangled by the throats of invisible giant hands. Their movements instantly stiffened and stagnated, and they let out silent moans.

The entire violent honey-colored area was like being thrown into a blazing flame at absolute zero, instantly falling into a deadly freezing point.

A crack, more than one meter tall and emitting colorful black light, slowly rose silently from the deep and boundless pure black water surface surrounded by twelve bone-white candles.

There was no earth-shattering pressure, no vision that distorted space.

His existence itself does not need to show any earth-shattering power.

The shapes in the cracks are blurry, as if they were eyes made up of the deepest night and broken starlight, or composed of countless incomprehensible geometric symbols.

Any attempt to delve into His secrets will only cause the observer's sanity to crumble like a sandcastle.

Monica stood behind Mark, only in the corner of her eye.

In the ten-thousandth of a second when the figure emerged from the crack, a glimpse of an outline that could not be described in words was captured.

Then--

"Ugh!"

Like a torrent of information from the explosion of billions of stars, carrying with it the mysteries of the universe and terrifying truths that life could not bear, it instantly broke through all her mental defenses!

The appraiser's proud soul, eager to explore all the unknown, was as fragile as paper in the face of this absolutely incomprehensible torrent of knowledge.

Her wine-red pupils instantly lost all their luster, dilating to the limit as if they were about to burst. Then her vision went black, her body fell limply backwards, and she completely lost consciousness.

Xiao Mu in his arms seemed to have suffered an unimaginable shock and let out a faint whine.

All the light on its body went out instantly, and it curled up into a ball like a frightened cub, clinging tightly to the unconscious Monica, trembling.

The mysterious existence seemed to "take a look" at the unconscious Monica and the trembling Xiao Mu in her arms.

There was no emotional fluctuation, only pure curiosity, as if examining two special "items" that unexpectedly appeared next to the altar.

The gaze swept across Monica's full and undulating curves and Xiaomu's peculiar shape, and lingered for a brief moment.

Then, He turned His gaze to His surroundings.

That sweet hell, formed by countless animated maple trees and flowing with golden and red honey, those countless hollow human shells frozen in the roots of the maple trees, that entire town where souls had been twisted by sacrifice and oblivion...

All of this appeared before His eyes like a crude and distorted painting.

"Interesting... sacrifice." A thought that could not be distinguished by gender, age, or even whether it was a voice or a thought that sounded directly in the soul was clearly conveyed.

With a kind of pure condescending satisfaction.

This praise, like a hammer of judgment, struck hard at the core of the Lord of Sweet Devouring, which was made of honey!

“No… Impossible! You are… You are…!!”

The overlapping and distorted voice of the Lord of Gan Shi completely changed its tone, filled with unspeakable horror!

His core was shrinking and collapsing frantically, trying to escape from hiding!

Sweet authority, eternal peace, and the glory of a maple syrup chef, all became the most ridiculous and humble dust in the eyes of this being!

He recognized it, or rather, the soul's instinct allowed her to understand the person before her!

That was an existence that she couldn't even look up to!

He wanted to beg for mercy, to surrender, but the extreme fear froze all his thinking and ability to act, leaving only the most primitive scream from the depths of his soul!

Just then.

On the altar, among the twelve bone-white candles, the one closest to Mark.

The faint blue candle flame at the top suddenly jumped silently.

A strand of colorful black flame, as thin as a hair but condensed to the extreme, separated from the dark blue candlelight.

It floated out lightly and silently.

He ignored the distance in space and the honey barrier that the Lord of Sweet Devouring had frantically constructed.

Like fate itself, it landed precisely on the core of the honey slurry that was trembling violently and collapsing due to extreme fear.

laugh--

There was an extremely slight sound, as if a hot knife was cutting into solidified fat.

That ray of colorful flame, like the most greedy Taotie, instantly sank into the core of the golden-red honey.

Then——

The entire realm of the revitalized maple forest, the surging honey, the dancing giant trees, the solidified colorful starlight...

Everything, at the same moment, lost all color and vitality!

The golden red faded and turned into a dead gray.

The honey no longer flows, like inferior plaster.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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