Chapter 865: Chapter 491: Where the Hell Has That Bastard Su Buxian Gone?!
"They’ve arrived!" Old Huang summoned the members of The Hustlers Sect.
At this moment, the rift in the membrane resembled the maw of a giant beast, revealing endless Darkness and Chaos.
And behind this rift, numerous twists emerged!
Next came the spaces of countless worlds, carrying with them an endless army of Life, their shadows flickering as they appeared here!
"This multitude, like a thousand armies... overwhelming, isn’t it?"
Old Huang spoke slowly:
"Unfortunately... not one of them belongs to The Hustlers Sect."
Worlds from all sides had long been prepared and surged toward this battlefield like a tide.
These worlds were the strengths of various forces in the Present World, abundant with High sequence extraordinary beings, finally stepping into this Extremely Evil World!
Swarming in were also numerous believers from the Abyss, the backbone forces of various top factions, each world showcasing the huge forms of eerie abnormalities, Pollution Monsters, appearing so menacing and powerful among them.
And the Abyss believers, like beasts in the Darkness, were fervent and eager, longing for the impending revelry.
"Finally... the true slaughter can begin!!"
Their eyes flickered with strange flames, seemingly drawn by the allure of the Origin Power, restless, and impatiently yearning to charge toward this land and sweep everything away.
On the other side, besides the inheritors of various Godly powers, many beings in the Gods Palace sensed this impending impact!
"Kill!"
"Chaos is far more interesting than merely watching."
Without any hesitation! The Divine Kings had already started to act.
This battle was destined to be earth-shattering; the Abyss and the Gods Palace would interweave and collide in this already chaotic place, as if intending to tear the whole world apart!
With the space twisting and collapsing, besides these beings like Divine Kings, Gods, others also clashed and started fighting.
And the corner Old Huang chose turned out to be the place with the least impact.
Nancy watched this scene, the numerous worlds already in fierce collision with the core area.
He had to admit, the foresight of the Yellow Robed Priest was impressive; the outskirts were indeed the safest place. If they were in the central area now, they might have already been embroiled in intense impacts, with no Sanctuary or retreat.
After all.
It was just them, The Hustlers here, without any affiliated power or Sanctuary...
Moreover.
Nancy looked towards the Sky Dome on this piece of Space Fragments.
"Because less Origin is falling here?"
At this moment, the erupting Origin hovered like a small sun above the core area’s different spaces, its light dazzling and blazing, illuminating the surrounding chaotic environment, as if declaring supreme power and existence; the brilliant radiance reflected through layers of Space Fragments, casting a myriad of colors, mirroring this Extremely Evil World on the brink of falling into terror and chaos.
While above their heads, there was only a minimal glimmer of Origin brilliance.
"It seems it hasn’t fallen yet." Nancy murmured.
Old Huang calmly watched this scene: "The Origin..."
"They are like micro stars, now constantly evolving, then like the eventual fate of various stars, they’ll collapse and explode.."
"At that time, it’ll be akin to the universe’s most dazzling fireworks..."
Old Huang spoke quite romantically, but actually broader in scope, for indeed each fruit of the World Tree equates to an unformed microcosm, these Origins resembling the essence within an embryo.
"Furthermore, it will, like that singularity, generate gravity."
At this moment.
In the center of the Origin, the rotating Light Core continuously emitted energy, like a burning star, radiating dizzying intense brilliance. The surrounding worlds from outside, attracted by severe distortion, were drawn in.
After all, each world was an independent yet colliding Space Fragment.
The fine edges of space twisted like glass.
Under the strong gravity of the Origin, these Space Fragments were constantly undergoing wondrous transformations, and when forces from other worlds collided with them, they would instantly resonate and merge with each other.
"You see?"
Old Huang softly said: "These Origins are akin to a weakened version of a singularity, their gravity splicing together other worlds entering here."
Under the sheen of the Origin, the surrounding spaces melded, as though engaging in a silent dance; each collision, each reformation brimming with countless variables, unpredictable trajectories, but under the massive gravitational force of the core region’s Origin, most of those worlds were directly directed, converging towards the light of the Origin.
At this moment.
Even here, worlds were also being spliced together.
"Boom boom boom!"
Though already in an edge place, and even with just a bit of Origin above them, it still attracted two worlds... merging from the tumbling Chaos.
"That’s the... flag of the Abyss!" Nancy’s expression grew slightly solemn, looking towards one of the worlds, instantly discerning the Totem of countless people in that world.
The Dark Power of the Abyss was approaching, fervent believers ravenous like hungry wolves, yearning for the revelry about to unfold.
"No rush, our luck is not bad either."
Old Huang glanced towards the other side’s world, where the Holy Light shone resplendently: "That’s the world of the Light Society, the direct force of the Gods Palace."
The truly significant force from the Gods Palace, naturally outmatched any alliances joined for benefits or based on factional considerations.