Chapter 858: Destroying the Sea God (Part 4)
Old Mo's lips trembled as he uttered a murmur that only he could hear.
Looking at the horrific battlefield before him, his thoughts drifted back to the seventh world, a time of doomsday ruled by endless oceans and terrifying sea monsters.
Those horrific scenes kept replaying in his mind.
The Seventh World was once incredibly prosperous.
However, when this mutated monster known as the Sea God descended, everything turned into a living hell.
Countless exceptionally talented professionals charged headlong into the monster to protect their homes. They burned their lives and unleashed their skills, yet they couldn't even scratch a sliver of the monster's skin.
The blood of countless people stained the entire ocean red, and countless cities were reduced to ruins by the tsunami and its tentacles.
As the only SSS-level master craftsman in the Seventh World.
Mo Lao once carried the last hope of the entire world.
He poured his heart and soul into it, exhausting his own magical power and even sacrificing his lifespan, working day and night by the furnace to hammer and forge.
He crafted countless top-tier pieces of equipment capable of easily destroying mountains and tearing through the void, equipping them on the most elite warriors in an attempt to confront the invincible sea god.
However, there was still nothing that could be done.
Those pieces of equipment that would be considered divine artifacts in the modern world were utterly fragile and would shatter at the slightest touch in the face of that monster's absolutely high-dimensional defense.
Until that person appeared.
Mr. Duan.
The man who always had a gentle smile and seemed to see through everything came before him.
Mr. Duan told him that ordinary equipment could not kill the Sea God. Only by creating the eight strongest artifacts that could touch the origin of the world's rules could an unparalleled array be formed to completely suppress the monster.
Mr. Mo believed it.
He regarded Mr. Duan as the savior of the Seventh World and placed all his hopes on those eight divine artifacts.
He almost drained all the precious mineral veins and energy cores in the Seventh World, using up the last bit of his divine craftsmanship, and finally succeeded in forging those eight divine artifacts.
But what was the result?
The moment the formation was activated, it did not bring about the destruction of the Sea God, but rather the complete collapse of the Seventh World.
Until his death, until his soul was swept into this dark and hopeless ruin, he lingered on for a living.
Only then did Old Mo realize the truth of everything with a sense of desolation.
The so-called Deep Sea Ruler, the Sea God, was actually a deformed monster that Mr. Duan created himself using high-dimensional laws in order to complete his own divine status!
The reason he was asked to create those eight artifacts that touched the rules was not to deal with the Sea God at all.
That was just a ruse by Mr. Duan! An extremely malicious conspiracy!
Those eight divine artifacts were, from the very beginning, the top-tier nourishment that Mr. Duan used to nurture this monster and help it break through the dimensional barrier!
All their sacrifices, the sacrifices of Mr. Mo's entire life, were nothing more than stepping stones in Mr. Duan's plan to create a god.
This despair and anger of being completely manipulated and betrayed gnawed at Mo Lao's remnant soul day and night throughout the endless years, causing him unbearable pain, yet leaving him unable to die in peace.
But today.
Right now.
Old Master Mo slowly closed his eyes.
The obsession that had been building up in his heart for countless days and nights finally crumbled.
The obsession and resentment that had been simmering deep within his soul dissipated with the death of the sea god.
"Old friends, can you see this from up there...?"
"That monster is dead."
"Mr. Duan's conspiracy has failed."
"We can finally rest in peace..."
At the same time, Zhou Huai was not in a relaxed mood.
"Can we track down the coordinates of the monster that just escaped?"
Zhou Huai decisively extended his senses, attempting to explore deeper into the sea. If this scourge wasn't eliminated, and Mr. Duan were to devour it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“My lord, its dimensional attributes are extremely unique, and after entering the deep sea, the surrounding chaotic spatial magnetic field is too strong. My spatial laws cannot penetrate that shield.” Viktor’s voice carried a hint of apology.
Zhou Huai remained silent, his eyes cold.
Just then, a familiar voice rang in his mind without warning.
"Zhou Huai, stop looking!"
It is a Chinese toon tree.
Her voice was no longer as composed as usual, but carried an unusual urgency and gravity, even with a hint of trembling.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Huai immediately composed himself.
"Terrible news." Chun took a deep breath and spoke rapidly: "Mr. Duan... he's out of danger!"
Zhou Huai's pupils contracted slightly, and his wrist involuntarily tightened its grip on the Abyss Blood Dragon Spear.
"Didn't you say the Origin Virus could lock him down for ten days? How long has it been?"
“That madman... he didn’t analyze the Origin Virus according to any common sense!” Chun’s voice was filled with fear. “He actually used extremely brutal high-dimensional laws to forcibly cut off and peel away a part of his own godhood along with the virus! Although he paid a terrible price, he has now completely broken free from his restraints!”
Chun paused, her tone becoming more urgent: "Moreover, the mark he left in my body tells me that he is very likely heading towards your coordinates right now!"
"We don't have time, we must leave immediately!"
Zhou Huai took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart.
He knew very well that although his current strength had undergone a qualitative leap due to the billions of merit points, even enabling him to slay quasi-god-level monsters and take a half-step towards transcendence, it was still not the time to confront someone like Mr. Duan, who had truly mastered the laws of higher dimensions and could even forcibly modify the underlying logic of the Heavenly Dao, head-on.
"It's best to leave first." Zhou Huai's eyes flashed, and he made a decisive decision.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately looked down at the sea god's hull floating in the Dead Sea below. Although its core essence had been taken away, this enormous body still contained a massive amount of high-dimensional flesh and energy residue.
Then, Zhou Huai raised his left hand and aimed it at the massive wreckage stretching for tens of kilometers below.
"Open the insect hive space!"
"Buzz—!"
A pitch-black vortex with a diameter of over a kilometer suddenly formed on the sea surface.
Previously, the Zerg hive space could only accommodate Zerg units due to level restrictions. However, since the Zerg Emperor Caesar broke through to level 70, the underlying logic of the entire Zerg hive space has undergone a transformation. Now, even the corpses of high-level alien beasts from the mortal world can be forcibly stored inside!
Such a mutilated body of a half-transcendent monster would only slowly decay if left outside, but if thrown into the insect hive space, it would become the top-grade nourishment for those 10 billion beetle soldiers!
"Boom!"
Under the violent suction of the insect hive vortex, the two mountain-like severed bodies of the sea god were forcibly pulled and disintegrated, eventually turning into a storm of blood and flesh that was sucked into the sky.
After doing all this, Zhou Huai's dark red Abyss Blood Battle Armor gradually lost its luster. He flashed and transformed into a dark golden lightning bolt, landing directly on the dilapidated flatboat in the distance.
On the small boat, the red-haired strongman and the others were still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster. When they saw Zhou Huai descend like a god, they all fell silent and their eyes were full of awe.