Chapter 819: The Power of the God King, the Most Poisonous in the World

These arrows are not ordinary things. They are made of pure spirit particles, which contain Yhwach's desire for battle and absolute killing intent against the enemy.

Each arrow is like the whisper of the god of death, silently cutting through the sky, and sweeping towards Esdeath from all directions with a trajectory that almost transcends the laws of physics.

Esdeath was unmoved. She did not move, but suddenly a circle of light blue ripples appeared around her body, which was a manifestation of the high concentration of her spiritual power.

With her light wave of her hand, those seemingly indestructible spirit arrows were broken in half at the moment they touched this layer of light blue ripples, turning into countless tiny spirit fragments, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

With Yhwach's roar, the black power of the spirit king surged out like a tide, wrapping him up in it, forming a black storm, and rushed straight to Esdeath.

Esdeath was not to be outdone. The long sword in her hand flashed with dazzling blue light. When the black storm and the blue blade met in the air, the whole desert seemed to tremble.

Boom! ! !

The roar echoed in the vast desert, not only shaking the air, but also shaking the hearts of everyone present.

The black and blue spiritual pressure torrents seemed to be the ultimate display of the two purest forces between heaven and earth. They intertwined and confronted in the air, and every collision contained terrifying energy enough to destroy the mountains.

Under the impact of this force, the ground of the desert seemed to be gently wiped by an invisible hand, and instantly lost its original vitality and moisture. The dry sand was evaporated by the high temperature, exposing the hard rock layer underneath.

These rocks trembled in the aftermath of the spiritual pressure, as if they would collapse and disintegrate at any time. And the black and blue intertwined colors, like a sign of the coming of doomsday, stained this land with an ominous atmosphere.

The black spiritual pressure was deep and cold, like the gaze of the abyss, with irresistible despair and destruction.

The blue spiritual pressure was pure and blazing, like the first rays of dawn.

The collision of the two forces not only distorted the space, but also shook the flow of time.

Every grain of sand in the desert seemed to be endowed with life, trembling and jumping with the fluctuation of this force, and finally turned into nothingness.

There was an indescribable sense of oppression in the air, as if even breathing became extremely difficult.

At this moment, an unprecedented force began to gather in the ice-blue area.

"Kill!"

With a low shout from Esdeath, the ice-blue area suddenly surged and surged, as if the entire sky was swallowed by this force.

In the brilliant blue light, a supreme sword slowly condensed into shape, the sword body was crystal clear, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

Wherever the sword tip pointed, darkness had nowhere to hide. The supreme sword was like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, piercing through the thick clouds and illuminating the whole world.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the darkness was split in two, as if even time had stopped. Seeing this, Yhwach's face suddenly changed. He never expected that Esdeath could burst out with such a powerful force.

However, the first opportunity had been lost. He could only try his best to condense the power of darkness into a shield in an attempt to resist this fatal blow.

However, how could he stop this?

The sword blade easily penetrated the shield of darkness and continued to slash forward. The cold blue light surged out like a tide, dispelling the darkness around Yhwach one by one.

At that moment, the entire desert was bathed in this dazzling light, as if even the sky and the earth changed color.

"Waha!!"

Yhwach finally couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

He spit out a thick black substance, which was a fragment of his soul and the price of his failure to resist.

However, he did not give up, but used his unique ability - changing the future, and successfully avoided the fatal damage of this attack.

"The power of the Soul King is the source of all things and builds the most solid foundation of this world."

Yhuhabach's voice was low and powerful, and every syllable was like an ancient spell, stimulating subtle fluctuations in the surrounding space.

As Yuhabach's words fell, he slowly raised his right hand, and the empty space in his palm began to twist and condense, and finally formed several dazzling soul light bullets.

These light bullets are not ordinary things. They are made of pure souls, and each one contains enough power to shake the world.

They quietly floated in the palm of Yuhabach, emitting a soft and mysterious light, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and like the oldest secrets in the depths of the universe.

"Usurp the altar!"

Yhuhabach murmured, his tone full of irresistible determination.

As his words fell, the spirit light bullets seemed to respond to his call, suddenly bursting out dazzling light, turning into countless colorful lines, and quickly weaving a complex and exquisite five-pointed star light array around Esdeath.

At this moment, Esdeath was like a trapped beast in a cage, and her power was constantly lost with the operation of the light array.

However, Esdeath didn't care much about the loss of spiritual pressure. After all, she still had Qi, and this kind of thing, Youhabach couldn't absorb.

"Don't struggle, Esdeath."

Youhabach's voice came through the light array, with a hint of ridicule and pity.

"You may be powerful, but in front of the power of the Soul King, you are just an ant. This world will eventually operate according to my will."

However, just when Youhabach thought he had won, something unexpected happened.

The light array that usurped the altar suddenly trembled violently, and then an unprecedented wave of power surged out of it, directly tearing the extremely solid light array apart.

At the same time, a spiritual pressure that he had never felt before invaded his body like a maggot on the tarsal bone, frantically destroying the power of the Soul King he relied on.

"What...what kind of power is this?!"

Youhabach roared in pain, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

He had never encountered such a strange and powerful power, and he couldn't believe that there was still a being in this world that could threaten him.

It seemed to be born to restrain the power of the Soul King, and every strand of it was eroding and destroying the power and life in his body.

"The power of destruction..."

Youhabach uttered these words with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief and fear.

He finally realized that he had made a fatal mistake - he tried to incorporate the power of the God-King into his own system, but forgot that the God-King and the Spirit King were two extreme existences.