Chapter 529

Moile whispered softly!

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At this moment, the outside world looked completely different.

The time Qin Chu, Da Shaye, Xiao Shaye and Moile spent communicating was neither long nor short.

But this period of time was enough for the situation on the battlefield to change to another state. The God of Plague and Disaster had disappeared, and even the Star Devourer had just been devoured by the Father God.

Since the Chaos Evil was devoured, the Father God's strength has increased again, and one less partner has made them even more powerless to face the Father God's attack.

Only one All Things Decomposer was left, desperately fleeing in fear.

But, there was no way to escape.

The surrounding space had been completely blocked, like a huge castle, covering this large area.

The All Things Decomposer tried to break through the obstacles of space, but the space blockade created by the Father God himself was so strong that it could not be broken for a while.

He could even clearly feel that a huge hand behind him was approaching rapidly.

Just when the All Things Decomposer was almost in despair and thought he was dead this time, suddenly there was a different movement behind him.

"Damn it, you bastard, you are not dead? What are you doing?"

The roar of the Father God filled with anger and tyranny came from behind.

The All Things Decomposer turned around subconsciously, only to see the Father God's face twisted into a ball because of anger and shock, his eyes bulged and his eyes were about to burst.

One hand slapped his head desperately, and the other arm danced randomly.

Even if it was just a random waving movement, it brought waves of terrifying air waves, shaking the earth, and the divine domain condensed by the Father God himself, the blockade of space, all cracked.

The body's movements seemed particularly uncoordinated, and his hands and legs seemed to have lost control.

That kind of scene even gave the All Things Decomposer an illusion, as if there was another consciousness in the Father God's mind that was fighting for control of this body.

In Qin Chu's body, Qin Chu's soul had been entangled with the soul of the strongest evil god, like a moth to a flame.

In this body, Qin Chu has a unique advantage.

Although the most powerful evil god's strength has increased due to devouring several evil gods, his soul has become exhausted due to the damage he suffered in the previous battle.

He has been concentrating on chasing the evil god in front.

Qin Chu's soul, with the light of black and white blending, silently approached the back of the strongest evil god's soul. Without any hesitation, he mobilized all his strength to directly attack Yin and Yang.

Being attacked unexpectedly, the power level of Yin and Yang Separation is higher than that of the strongest evil god. The powerful and broken soul instantly fell into an unprecedented shock.

The black and white interlaced power seemed to contain indescribable power. The strongest evil god even felt that his soul seemed to be burned to ashes and torn apart in this completely opposite energy.

This is a very serious injury.

Being able to directly severely injure the soul of the strongest evil god is enough to see how exaggerated the destructive power of Yin and Yang Separation is.

However, the absolute difference in power is too great.

Even if Qin Chu's yin and yang power is at a higher level, twice or even ten times that of the strongest evil god...but the soul strength of the strongest evil god is ten or a hundred times that of Qin Chu.

Water can put out fire...but in front of the raging flames, a bucket of water can only be ruthlessly evaporated.

Relying on the absolutely powerful soul power, enduring the pain of the soul being torn apart, the strongest evil god forcibly suppressed the fluctuations in his consciousness.

The soul flashed two balls of scarlet light, which were his pupils, staring at the tiny figure in front of him, with strong hatred and resentment in his eyes.

He didn't expect Qin Chu to be alive, and he didn't expect this hateful guy to sneak back quietly and give him a serious trauma from behind.

Compared with the rage of the Father God, Qin Chu's performance was much calmer, and he could even peek into a smile on his face.

The soul opened his arms, wrapped in the power of darkness and the good luck blessed by the goddess of fate, and rushed towards the most powerful evil god on the opposite side.

Their souls were entangled again.

This is not a fair conflict.

The soul of the strongest evil god is too strong, and Qin Chu's will is quickly suppressed.

"Mortal, I admire your courage."

The voice of the strongest evil god is still echoing in this body. His soul has almost turned into a large piece of thick fog, rolling and squirming violently, wrapping and squeezing Qin Chu's soul.

His soul has turned into a huge stomach, trying to swallow and absorb Qin Chu's unyielding soul.

"But, you are stupid."

"If you survive by chance, you should find a place to live humbly, instead of coming to fight for your life with me. Do you think that you can resist my will with your weak soul?"

Qin Chu's soul squirmed and struggled, like a worm suppressed by a behemoth, and every time he struggled, he was so powerless.

Very strong.

Even though the strongest evil god has suffered many traumas and his soul has been weakened to the extreme, his soul strength is still far more exaggerated than his own. That is a gap that is almost impossible to make up, no matter how much courage he actually has.

However, Qin Chu was not afraid. The smile on his face even became brighter and brighter: "Who knows..."

"Have you forgotten that I am not the only enemy you have..."

The soul of the strongest evil god suddenly fluctuated. He sensed the danger and was about to react, but he found that countless black and white silk threads suddenly extended from Qin Chu's soul, weaving into a large net in an instant, directly wrapping his soul in it.

These seemingly fragile silk threads were much tougher than he imagined, and he couldn't break free for a while.

The short restriction made the strongest evil god's movements slightly slow.

The next moment, a surging, dark and gloomy energy like a tsunami swept over and directly washed over the soul of the strongest evil god.

The decomposer of all things.

He wanted to escape, but when he saw the appearance of the father god, he gave up the idea of ​​escaping. He knew that there was only one chance to kill the father god. Once the father god recovered, he would definitely die.

So, he seized this short time and released his most powerful power.

Swish!

At that moment, the large black and white silk threads evolved from Qin Chu's soul, which were wrapped around the soul of the strongest evil god, were instantly decomposed.

Qin Chu's entire soul became a little lighter.

And a large piece of the soul of the strongest evil god was directly scraped off.

Does it hurt?

It hurts a lot!

But Qin Chu showed an inhuman will at this moment.

Although his soul was suffering from the pain of being decomposed, his movements did not show any hesitation. Another large piece of silk thread once again wrapped around the soul of the strongest evil god to prevent the strongest evil god's consciousness from escaping.

That's not all. The strongest evil god could more clearly sense that some dark golden silk threads emerged from deeper.

That was another soul, a soul full of doom and curse.

That was the power of the goddess of fate, Moile. As a goddess, she would not let Qin Chu bear all of this alone.

Then, there were waves of violent shocks in his soul. That was his own soul that he had swallowed before and was waiting to be digested.

The two souls merged directly into his soul, like sharp steel needles, piercing his soul, bringing unbearable pain.

That's Big Saya, Little Saya!

Just as Qin Chu was protecting them, they also wanted to protect their lovers, no matter what kind of existence they were facing!

The decomposition divinity of the Decomposer of All Things washed over again and again.

Once, twice, three times...

It was a pain like gnawing at the bones and grinding the marrow.

The strongest evil god could not escape. Perhaps he could break free from the threads of Qin Chu and Moile, but that short time was enough for the Decomposer of All Things to release the power of decomposition again, and the pain of the soul being crushed, worn and pierced made it difficult for him to control his soul and make an effective counterattack.

This is the pain of approaching death step by step.

Qin Chu didn't know how many times his soul had been decomposed. He felt that his consciousness had almost become blurred.

This is the will of mortals, sometimes stronger than the will of gods.

But, it seems to have reached its limit.

At this moment, Qin Chu's soul suddenly glimpsed a bright, holy, silver-white light, which suddenly fell from the sky.

Like a beam of light, it enveloped Qin Chu's soul.

Very warm.

The Goddess of Holy Light finally finished her business.

I wonder if this is a blessing of good luck?

This was the last thought that emerged in Qin Chu's soul. The next moment, Qin Chu's consciousness fell into darkness.

Before his consciousness fell into darkness, Qin Chu heard the scream of the strongest evil god's soul being burned, and he saw... the blazing holy fire, burning.

...

No one knew how long it had been.

It was still that void, and that cage.

Little Lucia was still curled up in a corner of the cage, with her slender hands hugging her knees.

Her face was a little depressed and a little sad.

Right on her chest, a soft white light was flickering, and in the white light was a wisp of gray-black mist, which was a soul...

She was using her own power to nourish this severely damaged soul, and the power of faith was entwined with it, slowly repairing the traces of soul damage.

This will be a long process, and even Lucia didn't know how long it would take, ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?

But, she will wait.

"Saya, how are they...?" The residual soul in the chest sent a faint wave.

"It's okay, your women are all fine, they are preparing for the wedding, preparing wedding dresses, waiting for you to go back." Lucia showed a gentle smile on her face: 'For them, you have to get better soon. ’

“Where’s the Father?”

“Fallen.”

“Where’s Moira?”

“She’s also injured, but… a little better than you.”

“Where’s the Decomposer of All Things…”

“Exiled!”

“Is that so…”

“You’ve worked hard.” Lucia stretched out a finger and gently poked the soul floating in her chest: “You saved the world, what reward do you want? I can satisfy you.”

“If I want you, what will happen?”

The fair little face flushed instantly, and the slender little finger gently poked the broken soul: “You’re still thinking about this kind of thing now, you should have a good rest, really.”

“Hehe…”

There seemed to be a slight laugh in the remnant soul, and then it fell into silence again. He was really tired and really wanted to have a good sleep.

But... I promise you!

...

This is a world completely different from the Sky Continent.

A tall figure appeared in a corridor. His face was a little dazed. He looked at the towering buildings in front of him and the cars running wildly on the flat road. Everything was familiar and blurred.

His expression was a little dull and hazy.

Then, his expression slowly began to change. From the initial dullness, it gradually turned into a strong excitement, and even crazy. He was almost greedy and panting.

The next second, he laughed like a madman.

"My brother, we finally, finally came to this world, Earth, did you see it, we succeeded, we succeeded." The man howled excitedly, announcing to another self who no longer existed in his body.

Soon, he will become the master of this world, and all the creatures in this world will be his slaves.

In this world without any supernatural power, he, the demon king, Nagjello, is the eternal master.

"Hey, buddy, stop laughing. It's not a good influence. Others will think you are a fool."