Chapter 918 Original Sin VS omniscience and omnipotence! (3)
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A well-proportioned and slender finger touched Abel's chest at some point.
"Being distracted during battle is a big no-no."
Along with the calm and indifferent voice, the storm of spiritual pressure poured into the young man's mind.
Abel suddenly woke up from his sluggish state. Lord's face was right in front of him, and there was a silent mockery in those double eyes shining with starlight.
"Li Po Dao·Nine Paths·Wind and Thunder!"
The tip of that slender index finger suddenly condensed with violent spiritual pressure that seemed to be substantial.
The next moment, the wind and thunder roared!
The endless spiritual power turned into a torrent, pouring out like a bursting embankment. The mighty torrent flooded the bronze hall in the blink of an eye.
boom--! ! !
The torrent surging with the power of wind and thunder contains the ultimate anger of nature, crushing everything that stands in its way.
The bronze hall that had stood for thousands of years actually trembled violently in this terrifying attack. The surface of the bronze was covered with interlaced cracks, densely packed like broken porcelain, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.
"Ohhhhh!"
Amidst the earth-shattering roar, Abel was like a dam blocking the torrent, and he actually withstood the roaring wind and thunder.
The flesh, flesh and skin tissue were being peeled off inch by inch, as if they were being dissolved alive. Soon Abel turned into a terrifying figure, with only bones left.
The hard bones, under the impact of the violent wind and thunder, gradually began to become brittle, with countless fine cracks scattered all over them.
But even so, He never backed down even half a step!
I saw that the tattoo that the devil stared at became more and more ferocious by the moment, and even showed faint signs of coming back to life and breaking away from Abel.
The stripped flesh, flesh and skin tissue grew back from the bones, and the internal organs were quickly restored.
Not only that!
Even relying on his strong body, Abel was able to withstand the torrent transformed by wind and thunder, approaching Lord step by step.
"What a fast regeneration speed..."
Lord frowned slightly, and then secretly denied this statement: "No... This level of recovery can no longer be called 'regeneration', but in the true sense... ...resurrection!"
The moment he finished speaking.
The ground shook suddenly, as if a herd of elephants were trampling it, and spiderweb cracks were visible to the naked eye on the nearby bronze floor tiles dozens of meters away.
boom--
The air was knocked out of a 'tunnel', and the harsh sonic boom echoed in the Bronze Temple.
Abel was holding a huge black sword, making clear cracks on the ground, like a dragon breaking free from its restraints, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed!
The two were already extremely close, and almost instantly, a violent aura hit their faces!
"Ohhhhhh...Lord!!!"
The roar was completely like a wild beast, setting off a billowing wave of wind and air.
There are simply no words to describe the anger and murderous intent contained in that roar.
Even Lord was moved by it.
He couldn't imagine what kind of hatred would make Abel be dominated by this emotion. He would rather become a beast than swing a blade at him to the death!
Boom boom boom——
Abel's body suddenly expanded several times, and his muscles and bones roared like thousands of thunders, reaching a height of nearly three meters. He looked like a balloon that was about to burst. His muscles were almost bursting, and they were as knotted as thick tree roots.
boom!
One step fell, crushing the bronze floor tiles.
The surrounding air flow directly rolled upwards, accompanied by a sharp whine in the air, and the huge black sword swung out in a perfect arc from bottom to top.
"A beast will always be a beast."
There was a trace of disappointment in Lord's eyes, and he said: "You have obviously tried it once, but you still don't have a long memory?"
Eyes... open again!
The power of omniscience and omnipotence directly displayed countless futures in front of him.
"Um?!"
However, after Lord saw all the future, he felt huge waves in his heart.
The future...disappeared?
No, to be precise, the infinite possibilities disappeared, leaving only one possibility pointing to a normal future!
Omniscient and omnipotent... sealed?
The moment Lord came up with this idea, he denied it again.
If omniscience and omnipotence are sealed, then the 'future' cannot be reflected in his eyes.
But now that the 'future' is in sight...
Then there may be only one, and the other party has some kind of power that he doesn't know can limit omniscience and omnipotence.
At least it is...
‘Omniscient and omnipotent’ with incomplete limitations!
boom--!
The black sword slashed down with a bang, and its explosive force invaded the entire bronze hall like a landslide and a crack in the floor tiles.
In this dark crack, you can vaguely see the turbulent space in the crack.
The smoke and dust rose several feet high.
"Lord!!!"
Cain's pupils shrank slightly and he shouted out worriedly.
"What a surprise..."
A familiar voice sounded in the smoke.
Cain let out a long breath, and the heart that was in his throat slowly fell down.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Cain could see the situation clearly.
The black sword was stopped by Lord with one hand. Blood dripped from his palm. It was obvious that Abel's blow had slightly injured him.
Buzz - boom!
The wall suddenly formed by the spiritual power directly knocked the Abelians away with their swords.
I saw Him flashing backwards through the hall like a stream of light, so fast that it was almost difficult to see with the naked eye. Finally, it broke a bronze pillar in the hall. His whole body was pressed by the collapsed ceiling, and he stopped temporarily.
But everyone knows that Abel will come out again!
Carrying that almost never-ending rage, he wields a sharp blade like a wild beast, willing to fall into boundless purgatory to kill someone.
"Even these eyes cannot see the future related to Him."
Lord lowered his eyes, waved his hands, stared at Abel who stood up again, and said calmly: "I am becoming more and more curious now, what exactly... is He, aren't you going to explain it? "
As he spoke, he glanced at Cain, who was watching the battle.
"Abel... seals something."
Cain's eyes were complicated, his lips opened and closed several times, and finally he looked helpless and said: "I can't tell you what it is, but the reason for stopping you should be something like that."
"You seem to want me to defeat it?" Lord asked again.
"If possible... I would rather defeat Him with my own hands." The bitterness in Cain's eyes became stronger, full of helplessness, and he said: "But it seems unlikely at the moment, so I can only ask. you."
"Cain, you are a bit unkind."
Lord glanced at Cain, with a vaguely dissatisfied look, and said: "Since you are asking me for help, you must tell me his ability, right? Don't tell me, you can't even say such things."
"Didn't you get up too quickly and didn't give me a chance to speak?" Cain's eyelids twitched and he retorted.
"..."
Lord thought for a moment, and it seemed that this was really the case.
Abel acted like crazy when he showed up and didn't even give him a chance to ask.
So if you insist on saying so, it’s all Abel’s fault!
Cain seemed to see through his thoughts and spoke first: "Abel's ability is actually very simple. If you want to describe it in words, for humans, he is an "immortal" existence. "
"What an exaggerated ability..."
Lord raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't believe it.
"Every time Abel died, he was resurrected in that sarcophagus."
Cain raised his hand and pointed to the black sarcophagus of an unknown substance half-immersed in the pool in the center of the bronze hall, and said: "Every time Abel is resurrected, he will further enhance and adjust his combat power based on his previous battle experience. "
While the two were talking, a hand rested on the edge of the black sarcophagus.
Lord and Cain immediately felt tingling between their brows, and sensed extremely huge malice, like a sharp iron needle, moving slowly towards their eyes, and that kind of creepy fear spread in their minds like a haze. It won’t go away.
The two of them seemed to have a clear understanding of each other and turned their attention to the sarcophagus at the same time.
The next moment, Abel stood up from the sarcophagus, his blood-red eyes locked on Lord like a beast.
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