Chapter 649: Avici Hell
In the mind space, several shadows float in it.
"Lord Hun Luo has indeed planned everything out. The human race descended upon the Nine Netherworld so precisely. We can confirm that the human spy is among them."
"Well, that's nothing."
Hun Luo nodded indifferently, not caring about the compliments from everyone. For a person in the Tenth Realm with a sharp mind, as long as he put his mind to it, he would be able to detect clues quickly.
Discovering one coincidence can narrow the scope by 90%. The second coincidence can make it almost certain. And now there are four coincidences, and those five little guys are involved. There is no need to think about it at all.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
There was a moment of silence in the mind space, and all the shadows looked at Hun Luo solemnly. They were really dancing on the edge of a knife now.
There are more than 400 overlords, and some of them are terrifyingly powerful. If you are not careful, your plan may fail, and you may end up staying here forever.
"According to the original plan..."
Hun Luo slowly opened his half-closed eyes, which were like a deep black hole, so dark that not a single light or wave could be seen.
"Open, Avici Hell!!"
"this……"
A dark shadow surged, and the black fog dissipated, revealing a white-haired old man. He was the Sleeper who snatched the position of the God of Witches from the will of the human race.
The Wu Shen was about to speak, but stopped. He looked at Hun Luo with some awe, and said softly, "Master Hun Luo, I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not."
"explain."
Hun Luo looked calm, as if he had expected this.
"Sir, now in the Nine Netherworld, besides the few youngsters who are suspected to be spies, there are nearly eighty Tenth Realm cultivators. Should we let them evacuate first before opening the Avici…"
"Witch God." Hun Luo interrupted directly, saying indifferently: "You should know that this is impossible. Will the human race watch them evacuate safely? Can you guarantee that the human race will not step out of the Nine Netherworld in a short moment? By then, everything will be too late. What's the point of opening the Avici Hell!?"
After this round of questioning, the witch god's eyes twitched. He swore that all the words he had heard from Hun Luo's mouth in the past millions of years combined were not as many as these.
It was obvious that Lord Hunluo was dissatisfied with him, but knowing this, he had to stand up and ask. After all, most of the ten realms of the Wushen Realm were in the Nine Netherworld of Death.
Among the eighty tenth-realm powerhouses, half of them were from the Flying Scaled Demon Clan, the remaining ones were from the Witch God Realm, and the rest were a mixture of the tenth realms from various realms.
In order to dispel the concerns of the human spy and follow their calculations step by step, these sacrifices are necessary. Otherwise, facing the empty Nine Netherworld, will they notice something strange and call in the human army? "Witch God, you don't have to be sad. The tribe will remember their sacrifice. When we return to the place of origin, we will allocate resources to your witch tribe as compensation to help you recover as soon as possible."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, E Yu knew in his heart that Lord Hunluo would not say anything softly. The opening of the Avici Hell required the power of the witch god, and it would be bad if things got too awkward and accidents happened, so he took the initiative to persuade them.
"I understand."
"It's all up to you two adults!"
The witch god bowed slightly, then retreated into the shadows. At this point, there was no chance of recovery, and he could only go down the stairs.
He could only blame himself for being too naive. He thought Lord Hunluo would keep a backup plan to assist in the evacuation given the shortage of power in the tribe. He never expected that he would abandon the matter with such a rough approach.
The only slight consolation was that the "Bridge of Realms" was under their control, and they could directly divert the Ten Realms who should live or die during the transmission. There were still some Ten Realms left in his Wushen Realm.
As for the most unlucky ones, they were the demon clan who were kept in the dark. There were a total of forty of them, and almost all the strong men in the tenth realm were among them.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This statement is true at all times.
"Do you have any questions?"
Hearing Hunluo's question, another shadow was stirred up, and the black fog dissipated, revealing a figure inside. This was a strange existence without facial features. Its face was replaced by a constantly rotating vortex, like a star cluster or a chaotic storm, extremely mysterious.
"Lord Hun Luo, now that the human race has joined the game, has our other great enemy, the Evil God Realm, made any moves?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a total of twelve shadows in the mind space became silent, as if their emotions had become complicated.
The Evil God Realm was an extremely special existence for the entire alien race. In the Land of Origin, it single-handedly defeated the ninety-eight tribes of their most prosperous times! If it had not been for the final dignified means to resolve the Evil God Ancestor, even with the appearance of the One True Realm, they would not have been able to sit down and negotiate.
Now, hundreds of billions of years have passed, and they are in opposition again. The fear of being dominated and beaten in the past arises in their hearts.
“Whirlpool, although I don’t know what the evil god world is doing, they really haven’t made any moves yet. Look…”
Hun Luo raised his hand and waved, and four light screens emerged. These were the perspectives of four alien sleepers. The pictures were locked on a distant land from four corners. The dark round sphere that was silently suspended in the air was none other than the Evil God Realm.
"I have already arranged for eyes to keep an eye on the Evil God Realm. They are faster than us and have long since severed the connection channel with the One True Realm. They have hidden themselves deep in the dimension and have not moved for a long time."
All the shadows stared at the picture with solemn expressions. This was a scene transmitted by the mind, it was real and it felt as if they were seeing it in person.
"What is the evil god world waiting for?"
This was a question they all had in their minds, but the Evil God Realm had completely severed its ties with the alien races, and without any information at all, they could not infer any useful intelligence.
"But then again, if possible, I really don't want to fight these disgusting and scary guys again!"
The vortex on the Source of the Vortex's face spun violently. After sighing, he retreated into the shadows.
Hun Luo waved his hand to disperse the light curtain, looked around indifferently, and said in a low voice: "Since there is no doubt, let's start the action!"
“Yes!”
Boom! With a loud thunder, the consciousness of the shadows instantly returned.
In the space of mind, there is no concept of time. No matter how much time passes there, it is only a moment in the outside world.
Hunluo, evil desire, witch god, source of annihilation...
When these twelve sleepers from long ago opened their indifferent eyes, the Eighteen Hells had just descended upon the Nine Netherworld.
They originally used the excuse of activating the ancient conquest formation, but they appeared outside the Nine Netherworld Death Realm at the same time, close to the boundary wall, located in twelve different directions, and surrounded the round boundary sphere in front of them in a strange way.
"Wu Lin Yin!"
The witch god looked stern, flipped his hand, took out a token with a strange shape and glowing dimly, pinched his fingers, and typed in complicated Taoist texts.
"Vortex·Si!"
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At the source of the vortex, in the galaxy vortex shrouded in shadow, a rune beam of light spurted out and poured into the token in the palm of his hand.
"Netherworld·You!"
"Gray Silence·Xu!"
"Eternal Night·Zi!"
“…”
Twelve shadows took out strange tokens at the same time, chanted spells, and performed mysterious methods.
"Hunyu Hai!"
Hun Luo's indifferent voice was transmitted through the thoughts and resounded in the hearts of the sleepers. In an instant, they all opened their eyes wide and shouted angrily.
"The annihilation of the whole universe! The beginning and the end of nothingness! Eternal suppression! Eternal annihilation!"
"Avici hell——"
"open!!"
Clang! Snap!
The twelve tokens expanded wildly, extending for millions of light years. They were extremely sharp and penetrated into the Nine Netherworld.
Everything happened in a flash.
The Ice Cat, which looked like it was made of crystal and sparkled brilliantly, stepped out of the Eighteen Hells together with many other masters. It stretched lazily, and looked down indifferently with its azure eyes.
“Meow——”
Boom!!! The sky and the earth collapsed, and twelve strange and terrifying huge spikes pierced in from all directions.
Buzz! Twelve-color brilliance, starting from the spikes, spread out and corroded all the rules.
"not good!"
Wu Yu, the god who had kept his eyes closed and had an extremely weak sense of existence since he woke up, suddenly opened his silver-white eyes without pupils. His left eye instantly turned dead gray. A series of broken and incomplete pictures of the future flashed through his mind, and his spiritual sense gave him crazy warnings.
"It's too late..."
Before he could even think of anything, in the strange stagnant space and time, the god Wu Yu reached out and grabbed the back of Bing Miao's neck, and with his right hand he embraced the red-gold spirit. His brilliant silver hair flew out wildly, binding all the masters within a hundred feet around him.
At this moment, the strange twelve-color light has spread before his eyes.
Shenren Wuyu's right eye opened wide, and instantly turned into a pitch-black hole, and the silver-white eyeball evaporated inexplicably.
"Time and space rotate!!"
boom--
At the moment before the strange light closed in, the hundred-foot-long silver-white space centered on the god Wu Yu was cut into pieces and disappeared.
“Damn it!”
In the outer dimension, looking at the Nine Netherworld of Death that had disappeared before his eyes, Eyu was filled with anger. Quite a few human overlords had escaped just now.
"Who is this guy? He actually..."
(End of this chapter)