mtl008 Who exactly is in Chapter 320?
Who exactly is in Chapter 320?
Comet's eyes widened; he sensed an unprecedented threat from that golden light.
The power of will and rules contained within that oppressive aura made his very soul tremble.
With a roar, Hui could no longer hold back. A burst of blood mist erupted around him, enveloping his entire body and forming a thick blood cocoon.
On the surface of the blood cocoon, countless ferocious faces twisted and roared, exuding overwhelming bloodlust and resentment.
The golden fingertip of the "Beast God" gently touched the blood cocoon.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any ear-piercing screech.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The seemingly indestructible blood demon cocoon, the moment it was touched by the golden fingertip, hissed softly like ice and snow exposed to sunlight.
The hideous face on the surface instantly froze and disintegrated, and the thick blood mist rapidly dissolved from the point of contact.
In the blink of an eye, a hole the size of a washbasin was melted out of the thick blood demon cocoon, and the edges were still spreading.
For the first time, the face hidden in the blood cocoon revealed a look of horror.
He could feel that the power contained within the golden light was disintegrating his Blood Demon Power.
"impossible!"
Comet cried out, his voice filled with disbelief.
He frantically channeled his power, trying to repair the blood cocoon, but the golden light spread like wildfire, and wherever it went, the power of the blood demon crumbled.
The "Beast God" at the entrance remained expressionless, but a faint trace of weariness seemed to flicker deep within his calm eyes.
The golden light at his fingertips flickered slightly, as if it were somewhat unsteady.
It was this extremely subtle fluctuation that the comet detected.
Comet, after all, was a seasoned veteran, cunning as a fox, and in dire straits, his cruel ferocity was unleashed.
He gritted his teeth and deliberately shattered the small half of the blood cocoon that had not yet been completely eroded. Using the recoil from the explosion, he retreated rapidly like a cannonball.
The floor of the main hall suddenly cracked open with countless fissures.
Thick, foul-smelling blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly transforming into countless blood-red chains that coiled around the beast god at the entrance from all directions.
At the same time, Hui's gaze quickly swept towards the throne.
This glance was subtle, but it was caught by Di Lin, who had been paying close attention to the entire scene.
The beast god at the entrance seemed to have slowed down a bit due to the fluctuation of the golden light earlier.
Faced with the blood-red chains raining down from all directions, a faint golden light once again emanated from his body, as if he were determined to withstand the onslaught.
Just as the golden light was about to make contact with the chains, his gaze suddenly shot towards the throne, and he let out a rapid, low shout.
"Don't run!"
Di Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he followed the gaze of the man.
Upon hearing this low shout, the beast god who had been sitting upright on his throne instantly lost his angry expression, which was replaced by a distorted look of near panic.
He sprang up from the throne with such speed that he was not at all like a frail old man. He was so fast that he even left a trail of afterimages as he crashed into the wall behind the throne, which was carved with totems.
The wall rippled like water the moment the beast god crashed into it, revealing a dark barrier behind it, the destination of which was unknown.
If they want to escape, they must have something to hide. At the very least, this is definitely not the reaction a true Beast God should have.
"Want to go?"
Di Lin's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He casually tossed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, then stomped on the ground, creating a ring of fine cracks. He shot out like an arrow.
His target was the beast god who was drilling into the barrier.
Although the space inside the temple was large, for a powerhouse of Emperor Lin's level, a distance of tens of meters was covered in the blink of an eye.
He went at full speed and grabbed hard at the back of the beast god's neck.
He was almost caught; Di Lin could even feel his fingertips touching the cold fabric of the other's robe!
The beast god seemed to sense the deadly threat coming from behind, letting out a terrified cry and lunging forward even faster, with most of its body already inside the barrier.
A cold glint flashed in Di Lin's eyes, and the veins on his arms bulged as he prepared to exert even more force to drag the other man out.
Unfortunately, the barrier disappeared.
Emperor Lin's powerful claw gripped the hard stone wall firmly.
boom……
With a muffled thud, the stone wall shook violently. Where he struck, the stone shattered like tofu, leaving a deep fist mark, and fragments of stone fell down in a flurry.
Di Lin's hand stopped in front of the stone wall, his fingertips barely an inch away from the wall.
He slowly withdrew his hand, looked at his unharmed fingers, then at the deep palm print, and his brows furrowed tightly.
wrong.
He turned around abruptly and looked towards the center of the hall.
It's empty.
The beast god and the comet, who were just locked in fierce combat at the entrance, have vanished.
Even Chen, who had been standing near the Beast God at the entrance, clutching his neck and panting, was gone.
In the vast temple, besides himself, there was only the flickering firelight on the walls and the lingering smell of blood in the air.
Di Lin stood still, without taking immediate action.
His brow furrowed deeper and deeper as his gaze swept across every corner of the temple.
Four people—two beast gods whose identities were indistinguishable, a crazed comet, and a dust whose state was unclear—all vanished right under his nose in the short few seconds it took him to chase the "beast god" on the throne.
Silent and without a trace.
Di Lin walked to the center of the hall, squatted down, and ran his fingers across the ground.
There were traces of blood spewed out by dust, scorch marks corroded by comet blood mist, and extremely faint, almost imperceptible footprints left by the beast god standing at the entrance.
The footprints stopped abruptly at a certain point.
It was as if that person had vanished into thin air.
He walked to the spot where Hui had last stood, where the bloodstains were even heavier, and there were even small pits on the ground caused by corrosion.
Similarly, the traces end here.
The dust had left only a few messy footprints.
The throne was empty, except for the large chair that cast a long shadow in the dim light.
Di Lin stood up, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
He was trying his best to recall that brief yet information-rich moment.
Every detail replayed repeatedly in his mind, slowed down, and dissected.
Suddenly, he noticed something that had been almost overlooked.
Di Lin suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.
"Who could it be...?"
Di Lin murmured to himself, his voice echoing softly in the empty temple.
He was almost certain that he had seen the escaped "Beast God" before.
They are not familiar people, but they are definitely not complete strangers either.
Perhaps on some less important occasion? Or... a long time ago?
Memories are like a dusty painting; they need to be carefully wiped clean to be seen clearly.