Chapter 800 - 455: Stay Tuned for the Next Episode, Death of the Apostle!

This is the ultimate authority of the Beast of the End.

A concept born from the end of the Divine Era, resulting in the absolute stillness of any "Spiritual Energy."

In the instant this sentence began, the Seventh Apostle felt sweat pouring down their body, because at that moment, they completely lost control over their powers. Whether it was Magic, spiritual power, or any control over forces, everything seemed absolutely still.

Opposite them, the monster was cloaked in blood armor that resembled a lion, with a blood-colored mane around its neck and a cloak behind it fluttering without wind.

"How can this be, how is this possible!" They were utterly terrified, unable to fathom such a bizarre authority existing.

A domain that halts all concepts of "Spiritual Energy," a power already in the realm of "authority," yet an authority they have never encountered or heard of.

At this moment, it seemed like all the spiritual energy in the world was in a state of captivity, suddenly becoming extremely stable from being highly active, so stable that no matter how one tried to mobilize them, they remained utterly motionless.

Whether it’s Magic Power or the Spiritual Particle belonging to the Venerable King, they’re all in this state!

Even the Seventh Apostle, refusing to believe in this evil, desperately activated their fear authority, only to terrifyingly discover that even the authority of fear was affected by this Absolute Forbidden Magic, hindering its smooth use.

"Here, Beast of the End! Our final armor, Beast Armor Xue Dili!" A voice, layered sixfold as if overlapping, appeared on the lion-like beast-armored monster, its eyes like those of a lion, filled with the aura of a lion-like creature.

Moreover, for the Seventh Apostle, it wasn’t just the power of Forbidden Magic, but a domain that utterly arrests and negates their existence and concept, where every breath felt like it caused immense damage to themselves.

"No, no power can be this strong! How can a power that even restrains authority appear on you!" The Seventh Apostle felt utterly shattered, unable to imagine such a powerful killing move, yet why was such an enemy targeting them?

Clearly, they were just a small figure of no threat to the Cosmos, silently waiting and enduring for tens of millions of years, each year only stealing thousands or tens of thousands from the real universe, because what they needed was not just to pile up numbers, but to squeeze out fear to the extreme before killing, so the affected population was very small.

But why, why was it that such a "law-abiding" self was chased and cornered by this monster.

"I understand now, how can such a strong power exist in the world, your full-domain Forbidden Magic is not only effective on me but also affects you! In other words, at this moment, both you and I can only fight using the most primitive physical strength!" The Seventh Apostle roared, seeing through the reality of this ability.

In other words, as long as they could surpass with absolute power, they could win, and devour this Mimic Venerable King Fragment of the same origin.

By then, they might as well erase their identity and run, and by then, having acquired greater power, even starting anew would offer absolute confidence!

However, a sudden sense of danger made them feel cold all over, seeing something—the power of the Void appeared instantly behind that beast-like monster resembling a lion, sensing that if they charged forward, the Void’s power would instantly envelop them.

Damn it! How can such a madman exist!

Whether it’s the authority of Absolute Forbidden Magic or the authority of the Void, how can these coexist in one person? In the Mist Council, they also demonstrated the authority of immortal power!

Simultaneously wielding three authorities! Even for them, the effort to devour the authority of fear left them utterly bedraggled, with several near-death experiences, slowly assimilating and controlling the power of fear.

However, across from them, without exaggeration, stood someone like a madman bound with explosives all over their body, caring nothing about their own life or future, this madman who disregarded the backlash of other authorities and bound with enough explosives to blow the world to kingdom come, threatened everyone recklessly!

For crying out loud, why!

How did they get noticed by such a monster, even with the Mimic Venerable King? Don’t they know the potential harm such a monster can cause is far more severe than a mouse hiding between Subspace and reality!

Why don’t you even care about this monster, but instead seek to annihilate me!

The Seventh Apostle’s heart exploded and roared hysterically.

Run, flee quickly!

Flee deep into Subspace, a place no one can access, where they could escape alive, flee from this monster’s pursuit.

No more, they had no use for this corner of Subspace, even if it was the death cruise or any constructed Nightmare City or strange town of Subspace, they no longer wanted any of it!

Flee, flee to a place where no one could ever find them.

"Damn monster, even if I can’t use any Technique, I can crush you completely with my planetary-level strength!" The Seventh Apostle roared, their pupils tearing with a massive fissure.