Chapter 583 Want to Win

In the drowsiness and darkness, Michelle opened her eyes from the altar.

"Has it started yet?" he asked.

"Yes."

The old man under the altar nodded and quietly waited for the order from the host.

In the silence, there was only the faint sound coming from outside the thick steel and stone walls, ticking, ticking, as if it lasted to the end of time, never ending.

A moist wind blew from the distance.

"It's raining..."

Michelle whispered suddenly.

"Yes.".

"I just took a nap, is it now like this?"

From the restraints of the altar, Michelle raised her cloudy eyes.

Countless sharp thorns and tree roots pierced out from his body, coiled around the throne representing the god, and the last roots were submerged into the ground and stone slabs, connecting him to this great miraculous seal. As one body.

As a result, a heavy pulse and heartbeat came from the depths of darkness, like the tide of the ocean.

Every pulse caused painful bloodshot eyes to extend and overlap in Michelle's eyes, covering those old eyes scarlet red.

"I originally thought I could last longer...it seems I'm really old."

Michelle murmured softly and lowered her head feebly, as if she didn't even have the strength to support her neck.

So exhausted.

He said: "What happens after that, no, I should say: 'win or lose', I leave it to you, Pan Delong."

Under the altar, the old man Pan Delong's shoulders shook and he couldn't help stepping forward, his eyes widened: "Please don't give up so easily..."

"I didn't give up—"

Michelle interrupted him and told him calmly: "Pandron, I haven't given up yet."

Pan Delong froze on the spot.

"Now that it has happened, I'm very ashamed."

On the altar, the alchemist said, "I am no match for Mikhail."

"Even if I can tie with him now, it is not because of my talent and hard work, but because I have exhausted all dirty methods. No matter what the cost, no matter what means..."

However, this is already your limit.

Even if I use my last strength, I can't cross the bottomless abyss.

Countless attempts and prayers can only go so far.

Michelle said calmly, "From before to now, I have never defeated him even once."

In this way, full of humiliation, he admitted this bloody fact.

Whether it is achievements, status, status, or the beloved woman.

Looking back on a life of unwillingness and grief, those vivid memories have all been filled with pale defeats.

Chasing with all one's strength, using all methods to challenge, but in the end can only fall into the abyss full of bitter fruits and pain.

The pain of the shadow, those who are illuminated by the sun can never see it.

He originally thought that after so many years, he would be able to forget and put aside those humble pasts and make everything easier. But now, recalling it is so painful, so...unreconciled!

I have never hated failure so much, even the smallest failure cannot be accepted.

I have never been so eager for victory, even the most humble and insignificant victory...

"I am old, Pandelon, and can no longer move forward."

"But you still have a future and possibilities."

Michelle lowered his head and prayed humbly like a beggar. He said, "Please, help me win against him."

"Let me try again before I die of old age."

"I have lost countless times in my life, but this time... I want to win!"

In the silence, Pan Delong wanted to look away. He couldn't bear to see his best friend in such a mess, but some kind of force did not allow him to look away.

He was not allowed to look down upon the thin and tired man.

Nor was he allowed to evade such a request.

"You're going to win, Michelle!"

Pan Delong raised his head and told him firmly as if he wanted to declare the truth.

"I promise, we will win!"

Then, the alchemist on the altar chuckled.

"Thank you, Pandron."

He was calm and closed his eyes.

No more worries.

Here, this old body is offered as a pan sacrifice, imitating the hanging god who once sacrificed himself, and his consciousness once again sank into the storm of source matter and miracles.

Drive miracles and become the reflection of the Holy Spirit on the earth.

At that moment, Tralocan, the alien underworld, roared.

Endless lightning burst out, slashing at the dome giant ahead!

‘Michael’ from America and ‘Michael’ from Russia, two names with the same origin, two brothers from the same school, two completely different destinies…

With forty-two years of humiliation and unwillingness, he once again stood on the stage and challenged the unattainable 'Grand Master'!

The reflection of the Holy Spirit opened its eyes from above the clouds.

Come on, Mikhail!

Let us once again... show off!

The sky and the earth shook with thunder and thunder.

The earth is constantly trembling, and the blood rain is swaying, being swept up by the hurricane and flying up to the sky. Behind the broken clouds, huge shadows are colliding with each other, bursting out like tornadoes of disaster.

Huai Shi clung to the window in astonishment, staring at the violent flash of light coming from above.

What the hell?

Jiaoda at the beginning?

Are the Dome Giant and the Otherworld Underworld entering a decisive battle now?

The cute boy on the ground was shivering.

Once again, I turned into an ant at the feet of a giant, awkwardly avoiding the aftermath in the sky, but I couldn't go back home to wash myself and sleep. Instead, I burrowed straight into the deepest part of hell.

Huai Shi felt that there must be something wrong with these people's minds.

Including myself.

The hell I saw along the way was no longer as dead and silent as before, but seemed to have been resurrected during the war, revealing every trace of ferocious aura.

Beneath the countless ruins and broken walls, rain of blood and foehn wind covered them.

Even from across the carriage, wearing a respirator, you can feel the terrifying toxicity and harm of the hurricane... The closer you get to the central tower, the more you can appreciate the trauma that has been engraved on this land.

There are even traces of the war between the Hell Workshop owners and the Sea of ​​Titans.

Countless huge humanoid war machines and all kinds of weird and weird corpses...

They were dumped haphazardly among the ruins, turned into stone statues under the curse, but they still retained the pain and despair before their death.

Now it's all broken.

But when everyone began to feel numb to this, Huaishi felt vague doubts and confusion in her heart, unable to tell what the problem was.

Until the truck rumbled forward, and the wreckage was thrown out of sight.

Huaishi's heart was shocked and she suddenly realized.

Those corpses and wreckage all fell with their backs to the tower.

It's like... escaping?

In astonishment, his eyes blurred and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Among the countless ruins and petrified corpses, through the turbulent rain of blood, he saw the strange figure again...

Condra!

Behind the broken mask, countless machines and gears emerged.

He stared at Huai Shi and opened and closed his lips as if to say something else.

Soon, it disappeared without a trace——

Only then did Huaishi notice August not far away.

He was looking at the direction where Condra disappeared, staring intently until the place was obscured and covered by layers of ruins and wreckage as the truck moved forward.

He tightly grasped the scabbard of the short sword in his hand.

After a long, long time, I let go...

He can see it too.

On the iron crystal seat, Huai Shi heard about their relationship.

Just like father and son.

Condra was the one who single-handedly raised August. When Condra was assimilated into Hell, August was by his side.

He even told Huai Shi that if it weren't for Condra, he would be the one who would be assimilated.

I can understand the pain and helplessness in his heart at this moment.

Huai Shi lowered her eyes and said nothing.

The truck was still moving, speeding through heavy rain and strong winds. The originally short journey turned out to be so long. In this turbulent inferno, everything is changing rapidly.

The earth heaves and collapses, the sky breaks and heals.

Everything is swallowed up by the frenzy.

Everything seems to have been pushed to the edge of the cliff and is in danger.

But no one expected that the war would come so quickly.

Just under the tower, when the truck made a sharp turn due to the violent changes in the ground, it collided head-on with a huge synthetic beast.

Amidst the loud noise and vibration, if it were not for the restraints of seat belts, everyone would almost fly up from their chairs.

It was like accidentally breaking into a large group of ivy.

Artillery fire came.

Seeing the huge synthetic beast rushing towards them, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

No, they indeed... broke into Ivy's offensive line, and there were actually several synthetic beasts guarding this place.

"God damn it, we meet around the corner!"

Huai Shi sighed in astonishment: "Is this the unfolding of youthful campus love?"

"It's a pity that you are already eighteen years old. You are no longer young. There is no such thing as a campus in hell...but you can at least try to fight for love."

August grabbed the safety rope and glanced meaningfully at Huai Shi. He actually had the intention to joke: "If you can draw the opponent's main combat power by relying on your appearance, it will be a great achievement."

"...It's better to avoid taking this kind of credit!"

Sensing the dangerous gaze of the girl next to him, Huaishi's hair stood on end: "Don't talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander!"

"The legal department is really scary."

The roar of laughter spread again, and everyone's eyes went dark.

The God of Hell is on the road again.

The truck swerved suddenly, narrowly surviving the attack of the synthetic beast, and then sprayed tail flames, turning from the feet of the giant statue-like synthetic beast, and galloping straight towards the tower.

Behind the truck, countless following drones had been dissolved into nano-sequences and reorganized to form the war weapons of the Ivory Tower, which pounced on Ivy's synthetic beast.

The giant monster and steel struggled together, and with the explosion, the fire once again rose from the heavy rain.

No one had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, living bombs fell from the sky, countless shrill screams erupted, and man-made biological weapons spread their wings, suddenly rose into the sky, and rushed towards the earth.

Rifts of blazing fire rose from the ground.

The air waves rolled.

The piercing siren suddenly emerged from the car along with the death crisis.

After breaking through the wall in front of him, what he saw was the Nightmare Eyes arrayed in the heavy rain, and even several synthetic beasts flying like squids in the blood rain.

Specialized living explosive bomb!

Dozens of tentacles danced, and they suddenly rushed towards the truck. The lock was completed!

Such a tight formation and defense can no longer be described as coincidence... Ivy knows their location! No, the preparations are so thorough, I am afraid that the entire plan is already clear!

Otherwise, how could he have penetrated behind their positions so skillfully and sniped at them?

The next moment, the squids flying in the heavy rain suddenly accelerated, and one of them had already jumped right in front of the truck.

Without giving them any chance to dodge, it quickly expanded and exploded.

Fire bursts out!