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Chapter 577 - 378: The Source of Disaster!

Chapter 577: Chapter 378: The Source of Disaster!

In the depths of the dark Filthy Sea, the grey-black tides surged violently, and countless ferocious pupils emerged like huge lanterns, gradually materializing in the gloom, fixing their gaze on the tiny but tempting humans ahead with eyes full of frenzy, desire, and the color of bloodthirst.

In the center of the small crowd, many scholars and experts, not suited for battle and extremely weak, were escorted by mythical beings and thrown into the Palace.

But there were those who could not move, a giant detection machine shaped like a towering spire, about thirty to forty meters tall, assembled on site from several parts. It spread out four spider-like probes that deeply penetrated the seabed, drawing a certain quality from the polluted seawater.

On one side of the high tower, the energy slots lit up one by one.

However, at that moment, the external onslaught from Mysterious Evil became even more ferocious, especially those terrifying tendrils, thousands of kilometers long, that lashed out from the cold, pitch-black water, and not even mythicals could stop them.

"The Abyssal Demon Chapter King, as a Nest-type Seven Stars level Mysterious Evil, does not possess a strong reproduction ability, but in its stead, the Demon Chapter King has immense strength and a formidable self-healing ability; its size is among the largest in world-ending level Mysterious Evils."

The strength of the Abyssal Demon Chapter King had already been experienced by several mythicals on the scene.

They were prepared, but still struggled to withstand the tendrils’ lash of the Demon Chapter King. A single strike cracked their metacarpals, churned their insides like turbulent rivers, and shattered the protective layers enveloping their bodies completely, letting the damp filth of the sea seep within.

After taking another hit, the mythicals would need considerable time to rest and catch their breath, and even then, they could hardly return to their peak condition.

What about that Flamefire mythical? He had taken seven or eight hits!

And moreover,

in terms of strength, he was actually stronger than the Demon Chapter King?

When Lady Palace first saw Xing Jing Lei embracing the tentacle of the Demon Chapter King, she was shocked. Being directly entangled by those several thousand kilometers long tendrils was much more dangerous than merely taking a hit and being injured by them.

Just before, a mythical was carelessly caught by a tentacle, and if she hadn’t promptly severed it, being dragged into the dark depths could have spelled doom for that mythical.

The young mythical from Blazefire Commerce Guild, had he been too eroded by pollution and lost his wits?

Lady Palace had just thought this and was about to take action when she saw that Xing Jing Lei was not being whisked away by the tentacle but rather...

His figure, like that of a giant, had skin reddened as if it were set ablaze, glowing brightly in the darkness. His coiled and muscular arms clamped onto the tentacle like iron tongs, his palms emanating a red light as if using some Ability, becoming incredibly sharp and fiercely penetrating the tough and thick skin of the tentacle.

His legs, like two pillars of stone, sank into the seabed, and with the ferocity and roars of a wild beast, Xing Jing Lei gathered all the power of the blazing furnace within him into his arms and then exploded with force.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Several kilometers away in the murky depths, a colossal, hideous, and revolting figure slowly revealed its true form.

The ugly face of the Demon Chapter King twisted as it desperately flailed its remaining tentacles, but its body was still dragged section by section out of the dark depths.

At that moment, Xing Jing Lei looked like a man pulling on a kite string, relentlessly reeling it in.

Lady Palace watched the unfolding scene and held back on unleashing the frosty sword aura she had been preparing to strike with. Before, it was essential to sever the tentacles quickly to prevent them from retracting for another strike, but now, the intact tendrils had become the fatal weakness of the Abyssal Demon Chapter King!

"As long as the Demon Chapter King emerges from the darkness, I can slay it, avoiding the great risk of venturing into the unknown depths in search of its true form."

After all, she suspected that enemies lurking in the shadows, eyeing them greedily; the Abyssal Demon Chapter King might well be a trap deliberately laid out, waiting for them to stumble into it.

Now, the bait had been dragged out, escaping the trap.

Lady Palace never took her eyes off of it, silently counting down in her heart, ten, nine, eight... and when she reached three, the bulk of the Abyssal Demon Chapter King’s body had already emerged into view, and suddenly a thunderous shout exploded in her ears.

"Come to me, you beast!"

In the eyes of the mythicals, the already towering figure of Split Fist Martial Saint grew even more massive, shooting up from ten meters to fifteen meters in height, and his strength seemed to surge dramatically.

His arms, tightly gripping, suddenly loosened before pulling with even greater force, and the still struggling Abyssal Demon Chapter King’s massive body was sent flying directly upward, parting waves of filthy water as it hurtled toward the battlefield.

It was flying straight toward them!

"Swoosh—"

Lady Palace and several other mythicals quickly pounced and bombarded it for tens of seconds, ultimately blasting the vast and terrible Mysterious Evil into chunks of flesh.

Just like a template, Xing Jing Lei forcefully extracted the last Abyssal Demon Chapter King, drawing a satisfying conclusion to the battle.

Only when they saw the encroaching tide of Mysterious Evil beginning to thin and no more Seven Star level threats emerged did the mythicals finally let out a long sigh of relief. But they didn’t dare fully relax; they hurried to adjust their condition and heal their wounds.

After the battle, seven or eight mythicals were injured. While the injuries weren’t severe, full recovery would take some time.

As for the one who was most severely injured...

Ten or twenty mythicals all looked towards the blood-soaked giant figure standing tall at the eastern front.