hsntnovel Chapter 669 Even ants dare to defy the will of God?
Chapter 669 Even ants dare to defy the will of God?
"This... the Blood Demon actually summoned a wisp of a demon god's phantom?!"
Even with his vast experience and knowledge, Tianjue couldn't help but feel a surge of horror in his eyes at this moment.
He originally thought that summoning a ferocious creature like the Bone Demon was the Blood Demon's limit.
Unexpectedly, this old demon was even able to summon the infamous phantom of an evil god from the Abyss Demon Realm to appear in the real world!
That Blood Demon is hiding his true nature far too well.
Meanwhile, Aputuo, imprisoned deep within the "Illustrated Record of Sinful Spirits," seemed to sense something.
The enormous lizard, which had been huddled in a dark corner for years, suddenly shuddered.
Two pairs of brown vertical pupils suddenly opened, bursting forth with a terrifying glint in the dim light.
"This aura... it's very familiar. Who is it?"
Inside the cave, those enormous, blood-moon-like eyes were slowly turning.
His gaze swept over the Blood Demon below, who was nearly exhausted from being summoned and was kneeling on the ground; his eyes held only indifference.
Then, it landed on Lin Mo on the other side.
The moment his gaze fell upon Lin Mo—
The terrifying phantom of the demon god paused slightly.
A clear hint of...surprise flashed deep within those blood-red pupils!
"It's you……"
A magnificent, chaotic, and soul-stirring spiritual thought exploded in Lin Mo's mind like a cold thunderclap, carrying with it a chilling sense of amusement and murderous intent.
“You little insect that has severed my spiritual connection, the mark I left on you… is still there.”
Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat!
He instantly recalled that when he had mastered the Blood Fiend Demon Art, a strange and powerful spiritual force had tried to invade his sea of consciousness.
He only managed to force Dong Mingkui, the former Divine Might Marquis of the previous dynasty, back down and sever a wisp of his spiritual remnant by relying on the power of the dragon vein!
At the time, Dong Mingkui was curious as to how Lin Mo had gotten involved with such a foreign evil god.
Only now did Lin Mo realize that the owner of that divine thought was actually the demon god from the abyss demon realm before him—
Bhāshmā!
Legend has it that the heavens are divided into nine layers, with the mortals dwelling in the mortal world and the souls of the dead gathering in the underworld.
And this Demon Realm is the abyss where all demons lie dormant and hordes of monsters dwell!
Bhāshīmā's ability to bewitch minds is comparable to that of the physically powerful Aphu, making him the most enigmatic of all demons!
At this moment, the phantom of Bhāshṣma was staring at Lin Mo, with dark red flames flickering in his eyes.
It wasn't just murderous intent, but more like a strong sense of interest in discovering a rare prey.
Inside the cave, the situation changed abruptly.
However, things are different now, and Lin Mo is now far stronger than he was back then.
Even when facing this abyssal evil god, whose mere phantom image sends chills down one's spine.
His emotions stirred for only a moment before settling back into calm.
His aura was deep and still, and a cold light quietly shone in the depths of his eyes.
"Bashimo—"
Lin Mo looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife, meeting the two blood moons from afar.
Inside the cave, the lingering stench of blood seemed to solidify.
Tianjue and Xuemo, who were standing to the side, both straightened up.
—Judging from his tone, Lin Mo seems to have a long-standing grudge against this evil god.
The Blood Demon instantly felt a surge of schadenfreude, his eyes revealing undisguised ecstasy.
With both old and new grudges piled up, how could this kid possibly survive today?
It is certain that he will die!
Tianjue's heart sank.
Lin Mo, oh Lin Mo... you really know how to cause trouble.
They even dared to provoke the "Blood Demon God" Bhāshmā!
Judging from this situation, it seems that today's conflict is destined to be a fight to the death.
Tianjue's gaze swept over the demonic figure, then glanced at Lin Mo, who stood motionless, as he quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
If things really don't work out, should we take the opportunity to run away?
But he ruthlessly suppressed the thought as soon as it arose.
The act of deserting in the face of battle is truly shameful.
"Fine," Tianjue gritted his teeth, "If this kid really can't hold on... I'll risk my life to make sure he leaves with a whole corpse."
No wonder Tianjue is so pessimistic.
After all, it would be difficult for anyone to muster the will to fight against such an evil god whose mere aura could make one tremble.
However, he did not expect that Lin Mo, who stood in front of him, could never be measured by common sense.
"what?"
Suddenly, Bhāshṣma let out a surprised exclamation.
"Ant... the aura emanating from you is... dragon energy?"
Its two blood-moon-like eyes narrowed slightly, their crimson light shifting, and its interest was rekindled.
"Interesting...truly interesting!"
The moment the words fell, a heavy, mountain-like demonic thought silently rolled in.
That power was formless and intangible, yet it seemed capable of piercing through flesh and blood and crushing the soul, enveloping Lin Mo directly.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.
"Om-"
The phantom of an ancient, massive cauldron appeared above his head, its body swirling with a mysterious yellow aura, and it trembled slightly—
The invading demonic thought shattered like glass, piece by piece!
"Hmph! How dare an ant defy the will of God?"
Bashmo was enraged when he saw that Lin Mo dared to crush his demonic thoughts.
With a cold snort, the entire cave trembled violently.
The mental pressure, hundreds of times stronger than before, spread out like a raging tide in the dark deep sea.
Even Blood Demon and Heavenly Absolute, who were not its direct targets, seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer, cold sweat instantly beading on their foreheads and a chill running down their spines.
Lin Mo, who was at the center of the pressure, felt it even more clearly.
He was like a lone boat on a raging sea, tossed about by towering waves.
Although the illusory image of the bronze cauldron still enveloped him, barely protecting him from being crushed, it could no longer completely destroy the demonic thoughts as it had before.
however--
Under this seemingly desperate pressure, Lin Mo, who was at the center of the storm, slowly took a breath and then closed his eyes.
This unusual behavior startled both Blood Demon and Heavenly Absolute.
They knew that Lin Mo was not one to give up easily and they absolutely did not believe that he would surrender without a fight.
"Could it be... that he has another trick up his sleeve?" Blood Demon's heart tightened.
Bhāshmār did not think this way, assuming that Lin Mo had given up resisting, and his arrogance grew even stronger.
"Haha... even ants know what's good for them—"
His words were cut short before he could finish speaking.
It suddenly sensed a suppressed tremor emanating from deep within Lin Mo's body.
Like a dormant volcano, it is awakening!
It is accumulating power to destroy the heavens and the earth!
at the same time--
Lin Mo's internal energy surged and roared like the Yangtze River.
The dragon energy contained within the Dragon Vein and State Map was also fully activated.
The two are merging and operating at an unprecedented speed!
"Dragon Tiger Prajna Skill - Activate!"
"Blood Fiend Demon Art - Activate!"
"Xuanyuan Inner Classic—Open!"
……
He no longer held back, no longer suppressed the power within him.
Neck, arms, torso...
His entire body was instantly covered in rough, dark patterns resembling rocks.
A layer of fine, black scales, resembling snake scales, suddenly appeared on top of the patterns.
A sinister light surged within, and a chilling aura filled the air!
Immediately afterwards, an aura that was extremely familiar to the Blood Demon, yet even purer and more violent, surged into the sky from Lin Mo's body!
"This...this is...?!"
Blood Demon's pupils contracted sharply, and a strong sense of dread surged within him.
Right under his horrified gaze—
Lin Mo's body suddenly swelled up, his bones cracked like thunder, and his muscles bulged like a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting!
In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a three-zhang-tall demon god, standing as tall as an abyss!
His eyes burned with scarlet demonic flames, and his body was filled with a bloodthirsty aura that was as solid as a substance, as if he were a ruler who had stepped out of the endless sea of blood.
At first glance, the figure bore a striking resemblance to Bhāshīmo.
However, the aura surrounding him was even colder and more eerie!
It was as if the abyss itself was gazing down upon the human world!
"Blood... Fiend God... How is this possible?!"
The Blood Demon screamed in horror, as if witnessing a scene that defied all understanding.