Chapter 251 The Biggest Fierce Battle in the History of the Underworld

"I will definitely throw you into the Abyss of Tartarus and torture you forever!"

The voice of Hades shook the underworld and resounded from all directions.

Yan Nu also laughed loudly: "No matter what, I will fight my way out of the underworld!"

"Lead people to attack the heaven and overthrow all the gods one by one!"

His domineering power flowed out, and his artistic conception was fully stimulated.

Swallowing dirt in his mouth, the Saint Cloth of Hades continues to grow.

Self-propagation! As long as Yan Nu keeps eating, the energy in his body will be refreshed.

The divine power is released to form the Holy Cloth. Although it is weak, it is continuous and gathers sand to form a tower!

"No! No! No!"

Yan Nu bloomed with purple light, growing doubling and getting bigger and bigger.

He changed step by step and became stronger step by step.

Everyone can see that the two saint-clothed bodies, one large and one small, are facing each other and fighting madly.

The fierce collision caused countless purple lights to flash between the sky and the earth.

Pluto knew something was wrong when he saw this. If this continues, when Yan Nu's divine power grows to his level, no...it doesn't even need that much. As long as it reaches half of his level, he will be no match at all.

After all, Yan Nu is immune to his divine damage, which means he only needs to attack, not defend.

Abandon and defend the full merit! Everyone knows this is a huge advantage.

"Damn it, damn it, I should have exploded with all my strength from the beginning and wiped him out completely!"

Pluto gritted his teeth. If he had done this earlier, he would have had a slight chance of winning.

Yes, it's just a line. Combining the intelligence from the First World War in Rome and his performance when he first entered the underworld, no one knew better than him that Yan Slave could not be killed.

The ability to forcibly cut off consciousness prevented Yan Slave from even having his soul annihilated.

To deal with this monster, other than withering the mind or directly erasing the consciousness and artistic space at the same time, the only way to deal with it is to seal it.

But erasing consciousness and artistic conception space was something he didn't know how to do at all, at least he had no choice.

As for thinking withering, he has already tried it, but he doesn't know why it doesn't work.

As of now, the only way is to use the Tartarus Abyss to trap the Flame Slave forever.

"If I go all out, I can completely crush him for a while..."

"But this will also allow him to obtain my divine power faster..."

"I have to use this period of time to drive him into the abyss."

Pluto fought and retreated, but suddenly burst out with extremely strong power, and terrifying fluctuations shook Hades.

Countless poor ghosts screamed in horror and crawled under this divine power.

"No matter how tortuous the process is, you will eventually be defeated by fate!"

Pluto shouted coldly, and no longer held anything back. The purple divine power surged out with all its strength and condensed into a huge divine sword.

"Bang!"

The purple divine sword is draped on Yan Nu's body, and every detail contains infinite divine power.

Yan Nu was suddenly blasted out, plowing a deep ravine deeper into the underworld, and then rolled and stumbled for more than ten miles!

Because of immunity, this sharp sword is like a blunt blow.

However, the energy released by the collision radiated in all directions, erupting like a big explosion and emitting countless purple streams of light, falling everywhere.

"ah!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The underworld is shaking, and the earth is riddled with holes, with many ravines and huge pits exploding.

Each purple stream of light will spread over a large area, blasting the undead army into ashes.

Pluto looked down at the huge gap on the sword's edge and twitched the corner of his mouth. The characteristics of Yan Slave were really terrifying.

Once the resistance is formed, no matter how much power he uses, even if this sword can cut through the entire underworld, he will still be immune!

However, Pluto's purpose was not to kill the Yan slave, but to drive him into the abyss.

"嘤~Tear!"

Pluto struck again, not giving Yan Slave any chance to breathe.

The divine sword cut through the air, making an extremely harsh sound. After that, even the sound disappeared, and there was complete silence between heaven and earth.

Yan Nu abandoned his full strength, ignored his move, and unleashed his full power on his backhand.

Turn the huge holy robe into a large spear filled with swords and halberds, and attack like a life changer.

"Bang!"

The two collisions occurred at the same time, and Yan Slave rolled and flew upside down, falling into a raging, high-temperature river of magma.

This is the river of fire leading to the abyss, with the divinity to magnify all pain!

"Uh-huh..."

Yan Nu screamed in pain, and laughed while shouting: "It hurts, it hurts! It hurts too much! Hahahaha!"

"Why are you laughing!" Pluto was a little creepy.

"Taste my pain!"

The artistic conception of Yan Nu blasted into Pluto's holy clothes and was quickly applied to Pluto's body.

But this time, it was not just an attack. He knew that the damage with his own artistic conception was not enough. At this moment, he was channeling his own feelings.

In just an instant, Hades began to wail, his face twisted to the extreme, and he screamed miserably.

"Uhhhhhh!"

What a terrible pain! It's a thousand times more uncomfortable than having your soul torn apart!

The pain caused by ordinary actions is only that high at most, but after being doubled by the river of flames, it is equivalent to surpassing the conventional concept of pain!

The longer you soak in the river of flames, the greater the pain will multiply!

Yan Nu didn't bother to come out at all. He soaked in it like a hot spring, and even absorbed it, making lava billowing all over his body and glowing scarlet.

Like a giant balming demon, it stood in the river of fire.

These flames and magma adhered to the Holy Cloth, instantly turning into a Holy Cloth of Flame.

"You're crazy!"

"Actually fused with this magma? You are increasing the pain every moment, and it will never end!"

Pluto roared, heartbroken!

The pain Yan Nu felt at this moment was simply indescribable, and even Pluto's everlasting indifference was shaken by it.

On the other hand, Yan Nu said naively: "It really hurts..."

"Eternal pain... Just be patient."

"Ah?" Countless people were in an uproar.

What does 'just be patient' mean? These four words are outrageous.

At this moment, Pluto was in extreme pain and wished he could roll on the floor, crying for his father and mother.

This severe pain has exceeded the limit! Beyond the concept of pain! How to bear it? Please bear with me and show me!

Well... Pluto's heart was trembling, Yan Slave did bear it to him.

At this moment, there was no change in his tone due to the severe pain.

"Eh? Isn't this divinity?" Pluto was in so much pain that he resisted violently, but found that he could easily expel his thoughts by mobilizing his spiritual thoughts.

In this way, the pain conveyed by Yan Nu disappeared.

Although Yan Slave's artistic conception has various miraculous effects, it has no special characteristics in terms of combat.

At this moment, it was purely relying on its huge size to squeeze into Pluto's heart.

Pluto specifically calls back part of his power to resist, so it doesn't matter.

I saw the huge shadow of the artistic conception gun, nailed like a drill between the eyebrows of Pluto's Saint Clothes. It could not make an inch forward, but it was tenacious and still moving forward.

The two began to compete at the level of artistic conception and spiritual thoughts!

At first Pluto thought it was nothing more than that. After all, the strength of his spiritual thoughts was the sum total of all believers, which was extraordinary.

But it soon felt wrong, because the power of Yan Nu's artistic conception was getting stronger and stronger, and the scope of the artistic conception was also expanding.

He can enhance himself! Transform various artistic conceptions into each other in your mind, refresh and transform them again, that's it.

In the Tianhen Formation, it had grown stronger like this before, but now it's the same old trick again, even faster!

Because his base is larger, and the larger the base, the faster he will improve!

When Pluto realized this, his face turned green!

This monster is so tyrannical and outrageous!

"We can't fight with him...the more we fight, the more terrifying we become...hurry him into the abyss!"

For the first time in his life, Pluto felt fear.

The hand that drew the sword was trembling a little.

But the power is still strong, and the huge Saint Cloth of Hades is seen galloping like flying, the divine sword drags the ground, and the earth fissures and separates.

Rumbling, a huge canyon appeared, and this was just the starting point.

Not to be outdone, Yan Nu turned his arm into a spear and charged forward.

Various powers such as the divine power of Pluto and the divine power of frost, plus red flame body, river of flames, water of Styx, blue and white lightning...

All kinds of power were molded together and exploded together.

This is a move unique to Yan Slave! Ordinary people simply can't do this. After all, if they are incompatible with each other, or if they don't have extremely high skills, their powers will consume each other.

But Yan Nu's energy will not consume each other, and the power will be superimposed and collide with the divine sword.

"boom!"

The ultimate explosion caused the undead army to crawl to the ground.

Shining red light and purple light are entangled in the underworld, and countless air currents and matter are chaotically flying.

More and more undead were affected and died, but it didn't matter.

At this moment, Yan Nu's artistic conception is not idle either. It has been expanding and has already covered most of the underworld!

Almost covering the underworld!

The army of poor ghosts and undead suffered heavy casualties, and it was just a ray of true spirit that entered the underworld.

"Get in! Get in!" Pluto shouted, breaking his guard.

The first two bombardments allowed Yan Nu to obtain a large amount of Pluto's divine power.

Coupled with the interference of artistic conception, Pluto still wanted to defend himself and did not want to endure the severe pain, so that after this blow, Yan Slave only retreated a few miles, and was still three miles away from the abyss.

Pluto did not dare to delay and bombarded with all his strength.

"Dong dong dong!"

The underworld is in turmoil, but the result is that Yan Slave's divine power becomes even more intense!

And each repel was only half of the previous one, because the power gap between the two kept shrinking with every collision!

The short three-mile journey kept getting halved, and there was still some distance left.

Fighting like this, it is impossible for Hades to drive him into the abyss.

"ha!"

Yan Nu's purple light reaches the sky, his holy clothes stand on the sky, and he is no longer weaker than Pluto.

The two giants fought against the sky and the earth, fighting on top of the magma. It was the largest fierce battle in the history of the underworld.

Behind Yan Nu is the abyss, and the abyss is dark, like a dark cliff.

Pluto simply broke through the defense and attacked like crazy, but he could not make Yan Slave take a step back!

"The dead soul of Elysee, sacrifice to me!"

Suddenly, Pluto gave a cold command, and saw a monstrous sacrificial fire blooming in another direction.

It turns out he still has a trump card! There is a paradise far away, and some dead souls will be sent there to enjoy happiness after being judged.

After years of accumulation, the number of people is also very large.

Who would have thought that the souls of the dead who enter the Paradise are actually the private property of Pluto and are sacrifices!

If necessary, he can use the sacrificial fire at any time to convert it all into divine power!

And now is the most necessary moment. No matter what, we must drive Yan Slave into the abyss!

"Gods, give me your power too!"

Pluto was afraid that it would not be enough, so he gave orders to the gods of the underworld.

Charon and other gods who were rescued, as well as gods who died in battle and were resurrected, did not dare to neglect and offered their divine power one after another.

The divine power of Pluto can be integrated with the divine power of all the gods in the underworld. Now with the increase of sacrifices, Pluto's divine power has been greatly enhanced again, shocking countless dead souls.

"No matter how tortuous the process is, you will definitely be defeated by fate!"

"Boom!" There was a violent collision and infinite light bloomed.

You must know that at this moment, both of them have surpassed the strength of the 'normal Pluto'. At this moment, they are equivalent to 'two Plutos' fighting with all their strength!

The largest collision in the history of the underworld erupted, and purple light filled the entire underworld.

Yan Nu flew out upside down, and most of his body was already submerged into the black curtain wall. He didn't expect Pluto to have such a hand in sacrificing the dead souls who believed in him, and he couldn't help but be furious.

But he was also a little helpless, he was indeed going to fall into this abyss.

At the last moment, Yan Nu captured all the attention and raised the artistic conception crazily.

With a buzz, the artistic conception space enveloped all aspects of the underworld! Complete coverage! There's even some leftover!

"hold head high!"

The moment Yan Nu fell into the abyss, he fired his last shot and penetrated Hades.

That spear spirit moved forward bravely and invincibly, and finally nailed it in the dark sky of the underworld, shining brightly!

This artistic conception is so powerful that it is unbelievably powerful. It is engraved on the sky and has not dissipated.

At the last moment, he was thinking about the safety of the army of poor ghosts, so he let this artistic conception stay outside and illuminate the underworld!

As long as this artistic conception exists, this underworld is equivalent to his underworld, and the dead consciousness will be taken away by him.

He didn't know what kind of seal he would face, but at least the indomitable gunfire left behind would envelope countless undead armies and remain immortal in the long years.

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p.s: Sorry. Today is much more uncomfortable than yesterday, as if I am really positive, my whole body hurts, and my body will tear if I sneeze. The only good thing is that I don't have to worry about the kids anymore. I have finally finished coding since the morning, and even slept in the middle...