Chapter 1955 - 1050: What Else Does Demogorgon Want to Do?

Chapter 1955: Chapter 1050: What Else Does Demogorgon Want to Do?

In the Gaia World Origin Space,

Lis stood quietly around the towering World Tree, concealing all his Qi, motionlessly observing the World Tree before him.

The once lush and vibrant World Tree, now no longer possessed its former holy tranquility.

The colossal cold Abyss Destruction Power clung to it like a fatal tumor, occupying most of the trunk, crazily infiltrating and eroding inward.

Lis approached the World Tree, carefully observing the situation of the eroded area.

The contaminated bark had completely lost its warm green hue, turning into a dark and dead black, like Abyss creatures that had completely fallen, surrounded entirely by a fierce, lifeless aura of Destruction.

That eerie, terrifying aura, stifled the Space until it became utterly stagnant.

The trunk of the World Tree underwent strange distortions under the alienation of Abyss Power, countless ferocious black crystals pierced through the bark, suddenly protruding densely from the blackened area.

These crystals had sharp edges and a cold gleam, with their surface flowing with obscure, dark mist, every inch of them surged with a violently destructive force.

As if with a gentle touch, Abyss Power would slice them apart.

The entire blackened area continually trembled slightly, faint sounds of decay and cracking emanating subtly.

The pressure of Destruction silently spread, enveloping the surrounding Space.

Ordinary creatures if placed here, would only feel extreme Fear and a desire to evade, wishing to immediately escape this dangerous place.

Lis stood quietly, his gaze calmly sweeping over each mutated branch and crystal.

He clearly sensed the domineering and terrifying nature of Abyss Power, silently examining the harsh image of the eroded World Tree.

Seeing this, Lis pondered for a moment before reaching out his hand towards the World Tree before him.

At the same time, dense Rule Power gathered into his hand, protecting him from the erosion of Abyss Power.

Just as Lis probed the Rule Power of the World Tree, lightly touching the cold black crystal on the surface of the trunk, a sudden mutation arose in the dead atmosphere.

The Abyss crystals rooted on the sacred tree trunk seemed to have autonomous consciousness and perception, suddenly awakening upon contact with an external creature’s aura.

The originally embedded black crystals instantly twisted violently, deforming and reorganizing.

Their solid crystalline structure quickly disintegrated, transforming into tens of thousands of hair-thin, incredibly sharp black needles.

Each needle was entwined with obscure, dark Abyss Breath, carrying extreme Destruction and Corrosive Power, swiftly and harshly stabbing towards Lis’s right hand.

This offensive was cunning and swift, with absolutely no forewarning.

Lis’s perception remained enveloping his surroundings and in the first second of the mutation’s birth, he discerned this sudden attack.

But he did not choose to dodge hastily, his right hand, which was about to retract, remained steadily suspended in mid-air, his demeanor calm and steady, without a trace of panic.

Almost simultaneously, the Rule Power swirling around him suddenly boiled and condensed.

The intangible Order Power stacked layer upon layer, forming an unseen solid barrier before his palm, precisely meeting all the Abyss Power-condensed black needles.

The two utterly opposing, fundamentally contrary Powers, clashed fiercely in the small Space of a few inches.

No earth-shattering boom, nor dazzling light bursts, yet the most dangerous, most extreme force collision occurred.

The Rule Power representing universal Order and the Abyss Power symbolizing universal extinction frantically tore, contended, annihilated.

The air here seemed to be entirely frozen, the intense silent confrontation filled every inch of Space, the intangible pressure of force quietly diffused.

Lis concentrated, sensing the duel between the two forces, secretly astonished in his heart.

This Abyss Power birthed from the mutated crystals of the World Tree, was not massively vast in volume overall, far from enough to utterly shake him.

But its contained destructive penetration and corrosiveness far exceeded his estimation, bearing a domineering characteristic of eroding everything, corrupting all.

This was just this tiny Abyss Destruction Power; if the quantity were more, Lis couldn’t bear it at all.

No wonder the World Tree battled the erosion of the Abyss Destruction Power so arduously.

Under the crushing scour of his fully empowered Rule Power, most of the black needles were layer by layer disintegrated, completely dissolved, dispersing into strands of black smoke in the air.

Yet there remained a small residue of the most condensed, most pure Abyss Power that broke through the Rule barrier’s seal, like a fish through a net, harshly piercing into Lis’s right palm.

Sss~

Lis felt a highly intense pain emanating from his right hand, even the sensation of soul slicing.

Lis noticed a concentrated ink-black dot instantly appearing in the palm of his right hand, indelibly branding between the flesh.

Within mere moments, this black dot rapidly expanded and spread, transforming into several sinister twisted black patterns.

It’s like awakening venomous snakes, crazily climbing along the veins and venous networks of the wrist, greedily spreading towards the arm, body, striving to erode his flesh and Origin Strength.

Lis’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, his expression grew heavier, no longer letting Abyss Power freely spread.

The vast mighty Rule Power within him instantly surged forth, rapidly gathering along the arm’s veins, layer upon layer blocking, sternly suppressing the rampant spreading Abyss black mist.

This pure, domineering Abyss Destruction Power was exceedingly corrosive and terrifying, even demigod Strength would quickly corrupt under it.