Chapter 3512: ArrivalEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng said calmly, "Don’t rush, I have a way."

Clean up?

Why clean up?

If they cleaned up now, wouldn’t that ease the pressure on the Holy Court that was about to arrive?

Fang Heng looked around, took out several stone slabs from his backpack, and quickly placed them on the ground to form a magic array.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng’s right eye, the God’s Eye, spun rapidly as his hands condensed an imprint in front of him.

The phantom of the magic array on the stone slabs gradually solidified and rapidly spread over the surrounding ground, gradually blossoming with dark red light.

"Chi chi..."

Abe Akaya’s vines slowly crawled out from the magic array, quickly spreading toward the edges until they condensed into a small teleportation passage.

Several Lickers continuously crawled out of the teleportation passage, rapidly spreading around to form a fungal carpet and dense wormholes.

The wormholes flickered frequently.

In a short moment, a large number of Lickers crawled out from the wormholes, gathering toward the center.

Zane’s eyes brightened as he immediately understood Fang Heng’s operation.

So this was it!

The multiplied form-Ouroboros mutant worms!

...

Hell, layer ninety-nine.

"Is that so..."

Damian’s eyes reddened as he listened to Elder Patrick’s explanation.

He slowly closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

He had personally trained Connor for so long; to say he had no feelings would be a lie.

This was Connor’s first trial, yet unexpectedly, he had sacrificed himself because of it.

Damian was silent for a moment to calm himself.

"Where is Fang Heng?"

"Connor has already left an imprint on Fang Heng. We can clearly locate Fang Heng’s position now. Whenever he appears nearby, we will sense it immediately."

Damian nodded, "Connor’s sacrifice was for the God Clan. I believe his sacrifice will not be in vain."

The God Clan all knelt on one knee, "Yes, Elder!"

Damian nodded, "Patrick, take some people to watch Fang Heng. Don’t let him interfere with our sealing of hell again."

"Understood, leave it to me."

Patrick said this and sensed Fang Heng’s current location again, furrowing his brow and letting out a light "hmm."

"Hmm?"

What was going on?

From the spirit imprint sensing, Fang Heng’s current position was actually beneath hell!

At least forty layers below them.

And judging by his movement trajectory, he seemed to be slowly moving downward in hell.

Beneath hell?

Could it be that he was heading toward the Source of Hell?

Patrick was filled with doubt and wore a thoughtful expression.

Could Fang Heng be trying to enter the Source of Hell ahead of time? Was he setting some kind of trap there?

If it were anyone else with such intentions, he would certainly sneer.

But with Fang Heng...

Patrick had a feeling of unease.

....

Hell, layer one hundred fifty-two.

Large groups of Ouroboros mutant worms gathered together to form a gigantic Ouroboros multiplied form. Its limbs curled together, forming a flesh ball that rapidly rolled forward.

Whoosh!

Hellfire appeared around the flesh ball.

Countless demon creatures continuously emerged from the hellfire to attack the flesh ball.

The outer layer of the flesh ball burned with fierce hellfire, but still, the giant mutant worm’s defenses could not be breached.

"Bang! Bang!!!"

The burning flesh ball charged forward relentlessly, knocking away the hell creatures in its path.

Fang Heng and Zane floated inside the space within the flesh ball.

Using their senses, Fang Heng roughly found the route to the next layer.

Nearly every lower layer of hell was occupied by large numbers of demon creatures.

Demons were also ranked by levels.

High-level hell creatures and high-level demons saw the flesh ball formed by Ouroboros and did not try to attack it, allowing Fang Heng to pass through their territory and head downward.

This was perfect!

Fang Heng released mental strength to control the multiplied Ouroboros mutant worm, speeding up its rolling, descending layer by layer, gradually approaching the Source of Hell.

After an unknown amount of time, the multiplied mutant worm entered the next layer.

The heat inside the grotto was actually somewhat less intense compared to the previous layers.

The air was filled with a patch of crimson.

Ignis suddenly had red eyes, his pupils flickering with killing intent and wrath.

"Ignis."

Suddenly, Fang Heng’s cold shout echoed in Ignis’s mind with a boom, quickly calming him down and bringing him back to reality, sweat pouring down his forehead.

He had almost been affected by the hell breath.

The Mag Clan had resistance to the chaotic breath of hell, but even so, they were affected.

Ignis was still shaken, looking quietly at Fang Heng and whispering, "Lord of the demonic seed, the aura from the Source of Hell is too dense; it has already affected our divine minds."

Demons in the lower layers of hell completely fell into madness.

As the multiplied Ouroboros advanced, it was surrounded by a circle of hell demons and hell creatures.

The hell creatures wildly attacked the giant mutant worm, and under the influence of the chaotic hell aura, even fought among themselves.

Demons kept dying, their souls forcibly merged into new twisted souls by hell’s influence, and were resurrected again.

The demons howled in agonizing pain, maddening those who heard.

"It’s just ahead."

Fang Heng controlled the hypermutant Ouroboros to slow down and looked up toward a nearby open area.

In the center of the open area was a small lava pool.

The blazing, viscous lava fell from the sky like a clear spring, dropping into the pool below with bubbling sounds.

Curious, Fang Heng looked up along the lava flow and saw a huge dark red vortex hovering above the lava pool, slowly rotating and dyeing the surroundings crimson.

Lava continuously flowed down from the center of the vortex, forming lava pillars that dripped into the pool below.

"Boom!!!"

The hypermutant Ouroboros exploded.

The scattered chunks of flesh quickly condensed into Lickers, which immediately pounced on the surrounding hell creatures and fought fiercely with them.

"The Source of Hell, is that thing..."

Fang Heng stared at the small lava pool and muttered quietly to himself.

"I don’t know. I’ve never seen or heard exactly what the Source of Hell looks like."

Ignis shook his head repeatedly.

The Source of Hell seemed to have some mana.

Just a glance caused a violent feeling to rise from the depths of the heart, spreading various negative emotions as if it wanted to completely consume him.

He dared not look closely, nor approach too near.

Zane stared at the lava flowing continuously from the sky and said quietly, "Fang Heng, that thing is evil. I don’t dare get any closer."

"Mm."

Fang Heng slowly raised his head, staring at the vortex in the sky.

His left eye revealed the Eyes of Hell, slowly rotating.

At the same time, the hell vortex in the sky also slowly rotated, gradually releasing a tearing force.

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