Chapter 1039 - 377: Three Royal Clans, The Apocalypse Arrives!!

Muscles twisted like cast iron, and the skin exhibited a rock-like bluish-gray color, covered with crack-like patterns.

A pair of eyes like bronze bells flickered with a violent red light.

At this moment, the two of them saw that Fang Qingyu had already been sucked into the scroll and both adopted a relaxed posture.

As long as one falls into the Hell Map, it’s certain.

This is something that even the Tier Four nobility could not come out alive from.

It’s the artifact used specifically for punishing the noble Life Ghosts.

Just as Jiang Wei mentioned before.

Every noble Life Ghost possesses a precious artifact.

For example, the Time Erosion Witch possesses the Entropy of Time.

The Hell figure of this nobility also possesses a precious artifact.

It is called the Hell Map.

From birth, a Life Ghost of the Hell figure race.

Can obtain a trace of the illusory power of the Hell Map.

And the power of the Hell Map, even among the Life Ghost nobility, ranks among the top.

This is one of the Six Paths Map!!

In terms of the Human World, it is a Taichu-level Divine Armament!!

At this moment, even if it is just a sliver of projected power, when released by a Tier Four Hell figure, it is absolutely invincible.

Thus, the two noble Life Ghosts who came to assassinate Fang Qingyu.

At this moment, seeing Fang Qingyu being absorbed into the Hell Map.

Immediately determined that Fang Qingyu was as good as dead.

"Tsk, Black Marquis is indeed cautious, to deal with a Tier Three human, actually having the Hell figure come. Even though it’s just a sliver of the Hell Map’s power, driven by an elder ghost, it’s enough to torment that boy inside until his soul is obliterated."

The woman in the red dress extended her scarlet tongue, gently licking her equally crimson lips.

Her voice carried a lazy rasp.

The burly man carrying the Bone Hammer snorted at her words, exhaling two jets of hot white breath from his nostrils, and growled in a muffled voice: "Hmph, making a mountain out of a molehill! If you ask me, I should be the one to smash him into a pulp along with that broken construction site with one hammer! Save us all the trouble!"

The woman let out a soft laugh, her pitch-black eyes turned towards the battlefield below, her tone full of undisguised disdain: "What’s the rush? Black Marquis has his considerations."

Her gaze turned to the edge of the Ice Sea.

Under the fearless counterattack of the Human Race coalition of the Cyan Dragon Gang, Deep Blue Heavy Industries, and the City of Injustice.

The previously aggressive Destiny Ghost Army was now being pushed back over two kilometers.

The frontlines were teetering on the edge of collapse.

In many areas, even the Low Tier Life Ghosts began to show signs of retreat.

The Human Race coalition grew braver the more they fought.

Their shout to kill shook Heaven and Earth.

"A bunch of useless wastes!"

The burly man looked along her gaze, instantly burning with rage.

"Outnumbering the enemy tenfold, yet being pushed back! It’s utterly embarrassing for our race!"

"Useless ones will find a place of their own."

The woman in the red dress spoke in a detached tone, as if discussing ants, "Being eliminated here is better than wasting resources in the future. But over there..."

Her slender, pale fingers.

Pointed far towards the other end of the sky.

There, it was the battlefield of two Abyssal Level Life Ghosts.

However, at this moment those two Life Ghosts looked like trapped beasts being toyed with, their defeat was just a moment away.

Jiang Wei and Xu Fu both commanded an absolute upper hand.

And seeing Jiang Wei, whose form resembled the Flame Deity.

Violent red light in the burly man’s eyes flared suddenly.

A surge of uncontrollable ferocity surged to his heart, unable to restrain himself from growling: "I don’t know what kind of bewitching potion Black Marquis was dosed with by that woman! To obey her like this! If you ask me, we should seize this opportunity to kill these two women as well! Eradicate future troubles once and for all, so she won’t constantly get in the way."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The lazy smile on the woman in the red dress froze instantly.

She swung her head around, her pitch-black pupils contracted sharply, staring fiercely at the burly man.

The burly man also instantly realized his slip of the tongue.

His fierce face twitched violently a few times, even beads of cold sweat emerged on his forehead.

The violent red light in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a hint of barely concealable panic.

He hurriedly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions.

Forcing a rigid expression on his face, uglier than crying, he awkwardly changed the subject: "Ahem... let’s... let’s go! Though they are useless, those two big brutes still have some brute strength, taking them back as beasts of burden or gatekeepers is not bad."

The woman calmed her frightened nerve, seemingly fearing that Black Marquis’s will would descend at any moment.

Quickly nodded: "Let’s go."

Their figures moved, ready to head towards the battlefield of Jiang Wei and Xu Fu.

However, just at the moment they moved...

"Pff—"

Sitting cross-legged, suspended before the Hell Map, the Hell figure’s main body, with eyes tightly closed, shuddered violently.

A mouthful of dark green blood.

Inexplicably spurted from his mouth.

"Huh?!"

"What’s happening?!"

The woman in the red dress and the burly man stopped in shock simultaneously.

Instinctively appearing beside the Hell figure, their expressions changed drastically.

But they dared not make a noise to disturb him.

Could only fixate on the Hell figure’s face, whose black patterns squirmed wildly.

Inside the Hell Map...

What happened?!

"No... impossible..."

The Hell figure’s tightly closed eyes opened suddenly.

The originally cold and emotionless pupils were at this moment filled with sheer terror.

He stared fixated on the Hell Map rotating slowly ahead, as if he saw something more terrifying than the sixteen realms of Hell itself.

A stream of dark green foul blood involuntarily gushed from his mouth.

While he let out intermittent, dreamlike hoarse growls: "How... how is it possible..."

Before his voice fell.

Buzz—

The Hell Map, radiating deep and mysterious light, rotating slowly.

Suddenly erupted at the center with a point of blinding star-like light.

That light, initially as small as a needlepoint.

Yet in a brief instant, filled the entire surface of the scroll.