Chapter 475 Throne
The fatal sickle was about to swing down, and the young demon gradually felt an emotion he had never experienced before.
The feeling of losing everything and returning to nothingness deeply hurt him.
As a new demon, he had not yet learned to accurately describe that feeling.
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The feeling called fear.
The young demon's chest rose and fell violently. Due to the fluctuations of emotions and the vacillation of his heart, he could no longer suppress the crazy muttering in his body.
Forcibly merging a soul that did not belong to him, he was destined to be a very unstable time bomb.
The god-making ceremony was like this, and the young demon today was also like this.
"Die..."
"Go to hell..."
"Die for me!!"
The young demon's voice changed every word, some were men's, some were women's, some were old, and some were young.
Under the pressure of death, his emotions finally collapsed, and he completely gave up suppressing the resentful soul in his body, and abandoned all his reason and thinking.
Only one thought was left.
Kill the guy in front of him!
The power of thousands of resentful spirits finally gathered, and the young demon went completely crazy.
The surface of the fragment on his forehead was constantly peeling off dark gray keratin, and a dazzling colorful stream of light slowly lit up.
The powerful power of the law rose up around him.
If this was not the infinite abyss, but the present world. The young demon had been forcibly excluded from the world at this moment and completed his promotion.
At the moment of completing the condensation of the godhead, the young demon rushed towards Lu Changsheng like a lightning that cut through the abyss.
His hands were clenched in the air, and suddenly, countless illusory ghost hands stretched out from all directions, with shrill cries, and entangled with Lu Changsheng.
"What an unexpected gain..." Lu Changsheng smiled and waved his wrist, a circle of sword light swung from his body, trying to isolate all the endless illusory ghost hands.
However, these ghost hands were not entities. They penetrated the sword light and continued to approach. Each of them contained the power of resentment, trying to erode Lu Changsheng's soul.
"Between illusion and reality?"
"The main attack is not on the physical body, but on the target's spirit?"
"This law power is quite suitable for your current state."
While analyzing the laws contained in the thousands of ghost hands, Lu Changsheng glanced at the young demon hiding behind the ghost hands.
The opponent's speed is still very fast, and now the young demon has mastered the power of demigod. He will soon block his destiny river and prevent Lu Changsheng from spying.
If the battle is delayed for a long time and he wants to rely on the previous method of copying answers, it may not be so smooth.
At the moment of swinging the sword, Lu Changsheng's mind quickly flashed through more than a dozen coping plans.
After a brief thought of less than half a second, he decided on the next action.
Lu Changsheng let thousands of ghost hands attack him without dodging or evading.
The ghost hands full of resentment, when they touched Lu Changsheng's body, were like moths to a flame, quickly turning from virtual to real, and then burning from real to mist, making a slight "sizzling" sound.
The young demon continuously output the power of the law, and those ghost hands seemed endless, tearing out from the void.
Gradually, Lu Changsheng's speed of eliminating ghost hands began to fail to catch up with the number of new ghost hands.
The young demon seemed to see a glimmer of victory, and he worked harder to control the power of the law around him. In the palms of countless ghost hands, greedy big mouths split out, biting on Lu Changsheng's body.
"Die..."
"Die!!"
"Die!!!"
The young demon roared hysterically, his two scarlet eyeballs had bulged out of his eye sockets, and a crazy smile hung on his hideous and twisted face.
Seeing that Lu Changsheng had no power to fight back and could only barely resist the invasion of thousands of ghost hands, the young demon really thought that he had already won.
Suddenly, something strange happened.
A black flame burst out from the center of the ghost hand, and in an instant, it burned everything around it.
Without giving the young demon any time to react, Lu Changsheng took a step forward and flashed behind the opponent at an incredible speed.
A sword pierced through the head.
Lu Changsheng turned his wrist lightly and swung it upwards. The fragment of the divine body on the forehead of the young demon was directly picked up and fell steadily into the palm of Lu Changsheng's hand.
After the young demon lost the fragment of the divine body, he was no longer able to maintain his own existence.
He used up his last strength, slowly turned his broken head, and looked at Lu Changsheng.
In the last moment of the young demon's life, he finally learned a second emotion besides fear.
The name of that emotion.
It's called despair.
"If I hadn't adjusted my speed to the extreme, I might not have been able to catch this guy..."
"It's like a big black rat, flying over and over."
Lu Changsheng rubbed the fragment of the divine body in his hand and complained helplessly.
For Lu Changsheng now, it's easy to deal with a newly promoted demigod like the young demon.
The only thing he needs to consider is not to let the other party hide in the kingdom of God or escape from the range of his control.
The reason why I stood still and let the opponent attack was to kill him with one strike, which was a safe way of playing.
The body of the young demon fell rapidly from the sky. Before landing, it was completely devoured by the remaining power of the karmic fire and turned into a wisp of green smoke.
So far, there was no living being in the entire Infinite Abyss except Lu Changsheng.
The final winner appeared.
A huge beam of light pierced through the sky with rolling black clouds and fell in the center of the Infinite Abyss.
The huge throne slowly emerged in front of Lu Changsheng.
The twelve fragments of the godhood on Lu Changsheng's side operated at the same time, and in just a moment, the fragment of the godhood in his hand was completely controlled.
After finishing the work at hand, Lu Changsheng slowly fell down and came to the front of the throne.
In the calm and windless Infinite Abyss, a breeze suddenly blew.
An old voice that seemed to come from the ancient times drilled into Lu Changsheng's ears with the breeze.
[Heir, ascend your throne]
Lu Changsheng originally wanted to use the fragments of the divine nature to directly decompose the throne into the world core and put it into the kingdom of God.
This method should be the safest.
But under the call of the old voice, his body involuntarily paced to the throne.
Before Lu Changsheng could react, he had already sat steadily on the throne.
The throne, which was originally only suitable for giants, automatically shrank to a suitable proportion after Lu Changsheng arrived, as if it was tailor-made.
Sensing that the consciousness of the core fragments was being invaded, the thirteen fragments of the divine nature suspended around Lu Changsheng started to operate on their own, forcibly pulling Lu Changsheng's thoughts back.
"What's going on?"
"Is it the power of rules?" Lu Changsheng, who found himself being guided, subconsciously wanted to stand up from the throne.
But at this moment, countless pictures spanning tens of millions of years suddenly rushed into his mind.
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