Chapter 312 The Nightmare Begins, the Nightmare Comes!

The cold sunlight penetrated the heavy clouds, pouring down recklessly, shining on this broken land.

It shone on Su Mu's arrogant mask, and the edge of the silver-white mask flickered with cold light.

Opposite him was the Undead King, one of the Seven Golden Kings, one of the seven strongest people in the world today. This king stood quietly in place, waiting for Su Mu's move.

The breeze blew the hem of his clothes, and the red teardrop-shaped earrings swayed gently.

Under the terrifying power of the Undead King, the whole world seemed to be in a silent terror.

Su Mu's indifferent eyes looked at the Undead King through the silver-white mask. He knew very well how powerful the other party was, and that kind of power was far beyond the comparison of himself, the Silver King.

Even if he had divinity, although the divinity was strong, it also depended on who was using it.

Divinity is like a sniper rifle. In the hands of a sharpshooter, he can kill people thousands of miles away without being seen, and kill hundreds of people in a battle. In the hands of a fragile college student, let alone whether he can hit anyone, the recoil of just firing a shot is enough to dislocate his shoulder.

With his silver strength, even if he uses all his strength to drive divinity, he can only hurt a gold strongman, and there is no guarantee that he can kill gold, let alone the gold king.

Maybe the Eye of God can hurt the Undead King, but then what? Then he recovered.

The Undead King is not called for nothing. The reason why he dares to call himself immortal is because the gold king of the same level cannot kill him.

Perhaps the only weakness of the Undead King is his soul. His body is immortal, but his soul is not immortal. Even because of the inherent defects of the blood race, there are certain hidden dangers in the soul.

However, there is a saying that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how weak the soul of the Undead King is, it is only relative to other gold kings. If compared with the gold strongmen, it cannot be called weak at all.

It is like a top student who gets full marks in all subjects in the exam, but only loses two points in the Chinese composition. In his eyes, the composition is his weak point, but in the eyes of the scumbag, this is Versailles.

Su Mu didn't even need to think about it, and knew that the touch of God would not cause much damage to the Undead King. At most, it could make the opponent's soul feel pain. Apart from that, it has no substantive meaning.

As for using the touch of God to extract the opponent's soul?

Have you seen an ant pulling an elephant?

In general, the gap in strength between the two sides is too large, and even the divinity of the four gods cannot make up for this gap.

But Su Mu is still indifferent. Sometimes, it is not only your own strength that counts as strength. How much power you can borrow is also your ability.

"What? Are you afraid to take action in front of me?" The Undead King said proudly.

Su Mu did not reply, but stared at the palace in front of him indifferently. Although the architectural style of the blood clan is different from that of humans and is generally gloomy, the palace is built majestically, like an ancient city that has survived thousands of years of wind and rain.

Seeing that Su Mu did not answer, the Undead King sneered even more: "It seems that you finally realized the gap between you and me. Yes, the most important thing for a person is to know himself. Although the outside world spreads that you are the King of Gold, you and I are well aware of this lie to deceive the fools, but don't even deceive yourself, don't you think?

Arrogant!"

Su Mu slowly retracted his gaze, and indifferent words came from under the silver-white mask: "Take one last look at your palace."

The Undead King frowned and was about to speak, only to hear Su Mu continue: "Because after today, the Blood Moon Palace will no longer exist."

He slowly stretched out his right hand, his five fingers were slender and white, like the hands of a carefully maintained pianist.

The hand drew a perfect arc in the air like stroking a graceful note.

The next moment, an indifferent voice resounded.

"The nightmare begins... The nightmare is coming!!"

As Su Mu's fingers gently passed over, the space began to twist and tremble, and then a horrifying scene appeared.

The space above Su Mu was completely distorted, and a strange sound of breaking sounded between heaven and earth, as if someone had poked a hole in the sky!

Crack, crack...

The space above his head continued to twist and break, and finally produced a black hole like a huge mouth of the abyss. The black hole was like the intersection of an endless abyss and a distorted dimension. The terrifying and ominous breath spread out from the black hole, overwhelming the whole scene.

"This... This is..." Feeling the terrifying breath coming from the black hole, the handsome face of the Undead King showed a look of horror for the first time.

Buzz!

The strange whispering sound spread, as if it came from the most primitive chaos of the universe. It was like thousands of cold tentacles stirring in the claustrophobic deep sea ravines, each carrying the decayed breath of endless years and the evil power beyond understanding.

The black hole grew bigger and bigger, the muttering became louder and louder, and gradually, the Undead King even heard the sound of the waves.

"Nightmare world!?" The Undead King finally understood what was behind the black hole. He was more and more shocked, and his face was full of disbelief: "This is impossible! Why can you open the passage to the nightmare world!?"

"Hahaha..." Under the black hole, the slender and tall figure stood proudly, and a creepy morbid laugh came from the silver-white mask.

"That's the expression! Interesting, really interesting! In my opinion, even the Blood Moon Treasury is not as emotionally valuable as the one you provide me at this time.

The Blood Clan Overlord from the Blood Moon Empire, the Undead King who is known as the immortal, today I will let you see what true immortality is!"

Hua La Hua La...

The sound of the surging waves became more and more agitated, and a large amount of seawater began to emerge from the black hole.

The seawater poured down in an extremely violent manner, and the huge water column was like a giant whip of water wielded by the sea god, whipping the earth below fiercely.

As the seawater continued to pour out, the surrounding air was stirred into chaos by this powerful force, and the wind whistled, carrying fine water mist. The earth began to tremble under the impact of this torrent, and the originally solid ground was quickly submerged by the seawater, forming temporary lakes.

"Damn it!" The Undead King was shocked and angry. He suddenly exerted his strength, and a pair of black wings grew out from his back. The pair of wings flapped hard.

The wind rolled out with blood-colored flames, and he tried to block the seawater in this way.

Zizizizi...

A large amount of seawater was burned by the blood flame, making the sound of boiling water, and the water vapor turned into white mist and steamed up, and the trend of seawater pouring was stopped.

But the next second, something unexpected happened!

Buzz!

A terrifying whisper sounded in the sea water, like a god roaring, and some indescribable and incomprehensible power spread from the sea water.

The blood flame of the Undead King was instantly extinguished by the sea water.