Chapter 365: The Hunt (Part Two)
The Cyclops transformed from the fleshy mountain fatty was entangled by ropes condensed from blood mist, binding its six arms and thighs.
In the Blood Sea Hell, hundreds of millions of Fierce Souls and Vicious Ghosts, Blood God Clones, and Blood Angels exerted force together, engaging in a struggle with the Cyclops through the Quantum Entanglement Effect of the two Altar Spaces.
Even though the Cyclops was a Demon God known as the King of Pestilence in Hell, having lost the empowerment of Hell's authority, it was impossible for it to resist hundreds of millions of Fierce Souls and Vicious Ghosts by itself, not to mention that among them were Underworld Government Yin Commanders of extraordinary strength like Ox-Head and Horse-Face and Black and White Impermanence.
However, a Hell Demon God whose status was comparable to a Yan Fu True Immortal was indeed formidable. Although caught off guard, the Cyclops was pulled backward and suddenly fell to the ground.
But after falling to the ground, it still struggled violently, unwilling to give up. Under the enormous force, the ropes condensed from blood mist were pulled taut.
At the same time, the muscle tumors on its body sprayed out dense green gas, enveloping the Gonggong True Form that was thrusting forward with a Great Halberd.
As the King of Pestilence, the green gas sprayed by the Cyclops was all its Source Demonic Power. If even a wisp leaked out, it could turn a city of tens of millions into a dead city.
Under the shroud of this green gas, even an existence like the Gonggong True Form, which was somewhere between a Magic Treasure and an Incarnation, also felt a bit disoriented.
Taking advantage of the moment the Gonggong True Form was disoriented, the Cyclops slammed one arm forcefully onto the blood jade-like ground, directly smashing this arm to pieces.
Taking the opportunity to break free from the three blood mist ropes wrapped around its arm, a new arm grew back almost instantly where its arm was severed.
The Cyclops repeated the process, forcibly tearing off its six arms and two legs, breaking free from the entanglement of the red mist ropes. Facing the rope looped around its neck, looking at the talismanic seal glowing with red light in the blood mist, the Cyclops lowered its head and spat out a mouthful of green blood water.
The viscous green blood seemed to have a life of its own, spreading along the blood mist rope, forcibly dyeing that blood mist rope green.
Watching the blood mist rope gradually dim, the Cyclops let out a bellow. Six hands grabbed the blood mist rope around its neck, and all six arms exerted force together.
With a ripping sound, the blood mist rope, corroded by the Cyclops's Source Energy, snapped instantly, turning back into a mass of blood mist.
The Cyclops continuously sprayed out Source Demonic Power representing the Qi of Pestilence from its mouth. Its eye on its forehead angrily watched the disoriented Gonggong True Form. Its six hands reached for the Flail Hammer that had fallen to the ground, intending to smash it towards the opponent.
Just then, a grayish-white Bone Banner appeared in the Void Space above the Cyclops's head. Streaks of black energy hung down from the Bone Banner, obscuring the single eye on its forehead.
Under the shroud of black energy, the Cyclops's mind became disoriented, and an uncontrollable wave of drowsiness washed over it.
Just as the Cyclops's steps faltered, the Banner Face of the Bone Banner rippled like water. A large black robe sleeve extended from within. In the hand concealed by the sleeve was a stick wrapped with layers of white paper, habitually called a Dirge Cudgel in The East.
*Crack!* The Dirge Cudgel in Black Impermanence's hand landed squarely on the Cyclops's forehead, instantly scattering the Cyclops's drowsy soul, causing its Three Souls and Seven Spirits to dissipate, plunging it into an even more muddled state.
The Gonggong True Form, awakening from its daze, strode forward. The Black Great Halberd in its hand swung out. The sharp halberd blade sliced across the Cyclops's neck, as smooth as a hot knife through butter.
The enormous head, like a mountain peak, that sat atop the Cyclops's neck was directly severed by the Gonggong True Form with a single halberd strike.
"Roar!"
With the Cyclops's head and body separated, the intense pain instantly sobered it up from the Ghoul White Bone Banner's restraint. Its head let out roars from its mouth.
Its headless body didn't die immediately, swaying as it reached for its own head.
The surrounding blood mist condensed again into ropes as thick as Blood-Colored Giant Serpents, flexibly wrapping around the Cyclops's headless body.
*Rip!*
As the blood mist ropes pulled taut in all directions, the Cyclops's thousand-meter-tall body was directly torn into pieces by the irresistible force.
Green blood and internal organs splattered for over ten kilometers. After the green viscous liquid vaporized and mixed with the blood mist, for a moment, this entire space was dyed in various colors.
However, the gas, flesh, and blood were instantly absorbed by this Styx River Blood Sacrifice Channel. A portion turned into nutrient for the Twelve Capital Sky Nether King Banner, and another portion was sent to the Blood Sea Hell where the Main Altar was located.
The Gonggong True Form thrust its Great Halberd forward. The sharp halberd tip directly pierced through the Cyclops's howling and roaring mouth. The halberd blade pierced out from the bone behind its head. The Gonggong True Form slung the Great Halberd onto its back and walked into the blood mist, searching for the next prey.
The corpse of a Hell Demon God became a sacrificial offering. The sturdiness of this Blood Lotus Space instantly increased by a few points. It also seemed because of this sacrificial offering, the Gonggong True Form's originally somewhat illusory body gained a bit more reality.
In the Marvel World, Blood Sea Hell, within the Styx Blood Sea Blood Lotus Great Array, a torrential blood rain with a fragrant scent began to fall. Drops of blood rain, like lotus seeds, fell from the sky.
Within the Styx Blood Sea Blood Lotus Great Array, countless Blood God Clones, Blood Shadows, and Yin Souls and Vicious Ghosts all opened their mouths towards the sky, devouring these blood-colored raindrops. Their aura also, after devouring this blood rain, was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the center of the Styx Blood Sea Blood Lotus Great Array, in the center of the Blood-colored Lotus Altar, which seemed cast from Blood Jade, was placed a half-human-tall Feng Shui White Jade Vat. In the viscous Spirit Liquid, two Feng Shui Fish, one black and one white, continuously swam within the vat.
The two fish were reflected on the surface of the White Jade Feng Shui Vat. The vat body, warm and moist like Mutton Fat White Jade, showed two Dragon Shadows continuously circling and swimming.
On the surface of the Spirit Liquid in the vat floated a Strange Lotus emitting black and white radiance. In the center of the blooming lotus was a heartless, pitch black lotus pod. As the blood rain fell from the sky, within the dark, hollow Hole of the lotus pod, appeared pure white and flawless Lotus Seed Phantom Images. As the energy received from the Blood Sacrifice increased, these white lotus seeds also gradually turned from illusory to real.
A refreshing medicinal fragrance drifted throughout the entire Blood Sea Hell.
"Abaddon's aura has vanished!"
On a hillside, over twenty humans were busy laying landmines and building simple defensive works.
A Navy SEALs Soldier wiping his firearm suddenly had his eyes turn pitch black. His eyeballs, completely without whites, looked towards the bloody sky in the distance.
"Bowen! What are you doing? Hurry up, the boss told us to get back quickly!"
A Navy SEALs Soldier walked over at this moment and patted the Soldier on the shoulder. The Soldier called Bowen jolted. By the time he turned his head back, the strangeness in his eyes had completely disappeared.
"What's going on? Did the Superheroes find a way out?" Bowen said with an excited expression. "Damn it, I don't want to stay in this dump for another moment!"
"I think you're getting happy too soon! The boss just sent me to tell you to come back for dinner!" The Soldier shrugged, expressing regret.
"As for whether those Superheroes have figured out a way to leave this damned place, I don't know either!"
The Soldier finished speaking, turned, and left, calling out, "Bowen, hurry up, or there won't be any food left!"
In a simple Camp on the back slope of the Hillside, the Justice League and the Avengers all had unpleasant expressions. Star-Lord once again exited Ant-Man Status, returning to his normal body size.
"It's still no good. This place seems to have lost contact with the Quantum Realm. Even though my body has entered a Subatomic State, I still can't leave here!"
Star-Lord shook his head towards the expectant crowd. "How interesting. Based on Dr. Banner's research and mine, the Quantum Realm can completely break through any blockade. This mysterious space can actually isolate the Quantum Realm.
To achieve this, there are only two methods. Either this space has distorted Quantum Physics, or the person who created this space is very familiar with the Microscopic Quantum Realm! They used some kind of technology we don't understand to isolate us from the Quantum Realm!"
Tony Stark pushed up his Flat Lens Glasses, calculating the physical parameters of this blood mist space on the virtual computer screen in front of him.
The Justice League and a few Avengers were close to that Bloody Pillar of Light Space because they wanted to prevent the arrival of that unknown Evil God. Unexpectedly, the Bloody Pillar of Light silently moved outwards by ten kilometers.
This situation was like someone throwing some bread crumbs into a pond, attracting a group of small fish. A few non-greedy fish didn't approach, only watching from a distance.
Who would have thought the fishing net beneath the bread crumbs would actually stretch outwards, directly catching all the fish in one go.
"What do we do now?"
Bruce Wayne looked at Tony Stark. In terms of fighting, Master Wayne, fully equipped, could even trade blows with Darkseid. But when it came to things like Physics and Quantum Physics...
Hmm?! These are minor matters. For the billionaire Master Wayne, he could completely hire a group of top Quantum Physics Experts and Professors to serve him. "If it's some kind of technology that blocked the Quantum Realm in this Space, then we just need to find its location and shut it down, but..."
Dr. Banner answered Bruce Wayne with some hesitation, "But what? If there are difficulties, we can solve them together!" Master Wayne looked at this gentle-mannered green giant. Although it was hard to combine the words 'gentle-mannered' and 'giant', the person named Banner before him strangely merged the two temperaments.
Hmm, it was that kind of feeling, at first glance, this big guy looked very learned.
"Dr. Banner's meaning is, if it's a technological instrument specifically targeting the Quantum Tunnel, then it indicates he is deliberately blocking us. This shows that this person is very familiar with us, and even knows about the Quantum Tunnel!" "But from the current situation, he doesn't seem to care about us. Those strange blood mists also haven't caused us any damage. So it's highly likely that these methods of blocking the Quantum Realm are just an ability of this blood mist Space!"
Dr. Banner opened his mouth, wanting to say that he hadn't thought that much, just that he thought the instrument was probably well hidden.
But Tony Stark turned his gaze towards John Constantine: "Great Mage, do you know what kind of magic can block the Quantum Realm?"
John Constantine sat in his wheelchair, smoking a cigar, his expression very relaxed. At a glance, you could tell he was very happy right now: "Don't bother. We can't get out. Unless He fishes out all the fat fish in the net, we can only wait!"
"What do you mean by that?"
Not just Tony Stark, the Justice League and the Avengers also heard the hidden meaning in Constantine's words. Everyone turned their gaze towards him.
Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, John Constantine directly pulled up his sleeve, revealing his arm covered in Magic Sigils. Seeing the crowd's confusion,
He pointed to a blank spot on the crook of his arm and explained: "There was originally a magic curse mark here. That was a Contract I signed with a Hell Demon God. And here..."
John Constantine lifted his clothes again, pointing to the faded pattern on his stomach.
"So? Can these tattoos of yours help us leave here?" Tony Stark still didn't understand Constantine's meaning.
Instead, Wonder Woman Diana Prince and Thor instantly understood Constantine's meaning.
Their expressions immediately turned solemn.
Thor explained to Tony Stark: "Tony, Demons are the most cunning and cruel creatures in the entire Multiverse. Demons that can be called Hell Demon Gods are even terrifyingly ferocious. Even Asgard at its peak wouldn't want to provoke them. And those who sign Contracts with these Demons are their prey. Generally speaking, these Demons won't easily break their Contracts! Unless they..."
"Unless they die!" John Constantine touched the faded pattern on his stomach, his face filled with an expression of relief: "These Demons are like blood-sucking leeches. Unless they die, they won't release their mouthparts."
"These Demons are also trapped in this Space?" John Constantine's words made everyone instinctively look around, as if a group of Demons could rush out of the blood mist at any moment.
"More than one!" Constantine said with a look of satisfaction on his face: "Judging from the level of sensation from the magic contracts on me, there are at least five of my creditors in this Space!"
"So, John, just how many Demons have you signed contracts with?"
Although Bruce Wayne knew a bit about Constantine's matters, he never expected his old friend to be so crazy.
"How many? I can't remember either. Counting those I've tricked to their deaths, cough cough, or successfully exorcised, there are probably over a dozen. But tough ones like Hell Demon Gods aren't many, just six! But two just died! There are four left!"
Six. Hearing Constantine's casual words, everyone was shocked by his madness.
Especially Wonder Woman Diana Prince and Thor, who knew the weight of the term Hell Demon God.
One was from the Olympian Pantheon, daughter of Zeus. The other was from the Norse Pantheon, Son of Odin. With their deep family backgrounds, they naturally knew that those who could be called Hell Demon Gods had strength not far from a Sky Father.
This crazy Magic User actually dared to provoke six of them at once.
"So we need to wait until the Evil God receiving the Blood Sacrifice hunts down all these sacrificial offerings before we can get out!" Tony Stark quickly sorted out the connection.
"Now we are also within this Blood Sacrifice Space. According to my understanding, aren't we also sacrificial offerings!"
"That depends on our luck! Fishermen usually throw unqualified small fish back into the sea! I hope our luck isn't too bad this time and we encounter a kind fisherman!"
Constantine's words plunged the scene's atmosphere into silence once again. No one wanted to entrust their life and death to someone else's whim.
Especially among the people present, every single one was battle-hardened. Pulling out any one of them, their experiences were enough to be made into a film.
Thus, the crowd present became busy once again, searching for a way to leave here.
On the other side, the figure wrapped in Pitch black Flames penetrated hundreds of layers of Magic Barriers and entered the barrier Space on top of the Abandoned Skyscraper, completely unaware.
A figure silently followed behind him. This figure stayed close behind him. While following him through the Magic Barrier, he deliberately extended a finger to feel the barriers containing Dark Magic Power. Feeling the Magic Power contained within the layers of Magic Barriers, Tang Song's figure became even more concealed.
"Mammon! I hope you've brought good news!"
On the Rooftop of the Abandoned Skyscraper, a barrier Space jointly set up by several Hell Demon Gods, a Hell Demon God with seven Snake Heads, fourteen faces, and twelve pairs of Pitch black Wings on its back was the first to notice the arrival of the figure wrapped in Energy Flames.
However, he didn't notice an Uninvited Guest following that figure and entering here. Tang Song surveyed this barrier Space, while his gaze swept over the bizarre Demon Gods on the Rooftop. To be able to create a Spatial Rift within the Styx Blood Sacrifice Sacrificial Passage was quite capable.
Considering that his Invisibility had been discovered by The Flash and Darkseid, besides letting himself travel freely in Subspace, Tang Song also cast the Spell of Blinding, putting himself into a truly Stealth state. Under the empowerment of the Underworld River Altar, only existences whose strength surpassed his Main Body by a Major Realm could see through his figure.
As expected, none of the Hell Demon Gods in this Subspace noticed him.
Seeing that these few "people" couldn't discover him, Tang Song waved his hand, directly outlining the shape of a chair with a backrest in the air, sat down comfortably, and even crossed his legs, comfortably shaking his body, putting on a look of watching a good show.
Having arrived inside the temporarily safe Magic Barrier, that figure also withdrew the Energy Flames wrapped around its body, revealing its Main Body, which had two Raven heads and a Goat body.
Mammon, in the Bible's records, is the Demon representing Greed among the Seven Deadly Sins, an embodiment of the dark side of human nature, possessing the ability to stir up human greed and make people kill each other. Although his name is the Demon of Greed, he is actually one of the most gentle among all Demons, because in his heart, nothing is more important than Money. Instead of spending time tempting people to fall or attacking the Mortal Realm, it's better to stay in Hell and fully enjoy the happiness brought by Money.
It is said that the reason he fell and became a Demon was because he extremely loved Money; when he was still serving God, what he cared about in his heart was only Gold and Silver treasures, not their 'Lord'. That's why he was banished to Hell by God and became the Demon representing Greed among the Seven Deadly Sins! Of course, this is just the record in the Bible. To be honest, the various scriptures and records of religions are originally used to embellish the Gods they believe in.
Mammon doesn't admit that he is the so-called Incarnation of the Seven Deadly Sins, and has nothing to do with Yahweh. Those legends are all slanders. Except for his greed for souls and treasures, he admits this point, otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen into this trap.
"It's very bad. The flesh, blood, and souls of those humans have all been devoured by that red mist. Abaddon's minions also can't find the exit!"
Mammon's two Raven heads and four blood-red eyeballs, like a fly's compound eyes, darted around, looking at a few "kindred": "What about you? Still can't find Other Dimensions!?"
According to the agreement among them, He and Abaddon went Outside to look for the exit, while the remaining few "people" jointly cast magic to break this Space.
Azazel's Snake Head flicked its tongue, its wings on its back flapped. In human religious legends, he is the Demon symbolizing original sin and redemption.
"This Space is like what we perceived before. It has been continuously sinking, and the sinking speed is very fast. Even if a few of us join forces, there's no way to Anchor to Hell Coordinates within such a short time!"
Azazel's Snake Head shook:
"This is clearly a shielding barrier. It has isolated the contact between us and Hell. To leave, we can only break the Space Barrier Outside!"
"You've researched for so long and only came up with this conclusion!" Mammon said impolitely. His Raven heads scanned the "people" around. "Don't forget, we don't have much Time. This Space is absorbing our Strength every moment. And this place isn't like Hell; there's no Magic Power for us to replenish our consumption! If we don't find a method, we'll be hunted here sooner or later."
A Demon shaped like a giant alligator, resembling a fusion of an Evil Dragon and a giant alligator, opened its cold eyes and stared fiercely at the blood mist outside the barrier: "Since this Space is continuously sinking, the Destination must be that new Dimensional Realm. Why should we escape? When we reach that Dimensional Realm, it's still unknown who will be the prey. Don't forget, combined, even God would flee in panic upon seeing us. Mammon, what are you afraid of?"
"Leviathan, you think I'm afraid. Why don't you go Outside and take a look..."
Mammon looked at the giant alligator Leviathan. In the compound eyes of his Raven heads, countless figures of Leviathan were reflected. If they were in Hell, he would have long since used his Authority to give Leviathan an unforgettable lesson.
Even though the other party was a Hell Demon God like him, and even in terms of origin, Leviathan, who was once an Ancient God, was older than him, he wasn't afraid of him.
But in this strange red mist Space, Mammon thought of the few immortal monsters he encountered in the red mist, and a faint sense of unease arose in his heart.
"Mammon, what did you encounter Outside? Where is Abaddon? Where is he?" Azazel reminded Mammon. He subconsciously looked Outside the Magic Barrier, only then realizing that Abaddon hadn't returned yet.
"Abaddon must have been targeted by those immortal monsters!"
"Immortal monsters? Mammon, your guts are getting smaller and smaller. Can we Hell Demon Gods die?"
One of Mammon's Raven heads turned and glanced at the giant alligator Leviathan. His blood-red eyeballs were full of coldness: "Leviathan, when you truly witness those monsters, you will understand!"
Saying this, Mammon's other Raven head turned to look at Azazel: "Abaddon isn't coming back! We need to strengthen the barrier to preserve our strength and hold out until we descend upon that unknown Dimensional Realm!"
(end of chapter)