Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Although I don't understand, the fact that this guy could bring it out at this time means it's definitely not simple; he wouldn't do something meaningless at this moment.

The prism is about the size of a peanut, with a smooth, mirror-like surface, but inside it seems as if a viscous darkness is slowly swirling.

But the moment it appeared, it seemed to possess some kind of captivating attraction, drawing the demons' gazes involuntarily.

Wu Heng gripped the prism tightly, letting the sharp edges pierce his palm.

Fresh blood seeped through his fingers, but instead of dripping, it was absorbed by the prism.

As the evil spirit's power continued to be injected, the prism's color became increasingly deep, as if it were about to devour all the surrounding light.

At the same time, while controlling the puppet demon in battle, he also separated a small auxiliary tentacle and tore off the skin from the chest of a white-eyed demon that had just been killed, along with the complete double-horned incantation.

He multitasked, holding the bloody spoils before him, his right fingers gently tracing the runes of the incantation, as if reading an interesting book.

"you!"

Lilith's face was filled with anger.

This blatant spying made her feel humiliated and slighted, which was then replaced by a murderous intent that completely enraged her.

She took matters into her own hands.

With the Legion's blessing, Lilith moved so fast that she left afterimages, and even space itself was slightly distorted in her wake. Her fingernails grew into half-meter-long blades, and she slashed at Wu Heng with a soul-tearing shriek.

clang!
The puppet demon's two main tentacles crossed to block, and the shockwave generated by the collision shattered more than a dozen low-level demons in the vicinity.

Lilith's power was indeed far greater than before, forcing the puppet evil spirit to slide backward a meter, leaving two deep trenches in the scorched ground.

But Wu Heng didn't even flinch.

His gaze remained focused on studying the incantation skin in his hand, but the black prism held in his left hand began to emit an even more ominous aura.

“I see.” He murmured, “It’s not just an energy channel, but also an imprint of mental obedience. Lucifer’s control is indeed everywhere.”

The puppet evil spirit is like a heavily armored tank standing among a group of soldiers wielding cold weapons.

Under Lilith's command, the demon legion changed formations, attempting to break through the puppet demon's defenses from multiple directions simultaneously, but they soon discovered that the killing machine was far more terrifying than they had imagined.

One tentacle transformed into a heavy hammer, smashing the charging demon, shield and all, into a bloody pulp; the other tentacle, as nimble as a viper, always found an opening to deliver a fatal blow.
Furthermore, the tentacles continued to evolve during the battle, with energy patterns similar to those on the demon's chest appearing on their surface, interfering with the condensed power.

It is clearly about analyzing and mimicking the enemy's techniques in real time during combat.

Wu Heng was like a scientist conducting multiple experiments simultaneously, fighting, researching, and charging the prism in his hand all at the same time.

This composure, maintained amidst a vast army, unsettled Lilith more than any roar.

Just then, Wu Heng sensed a call from reality. Dean and Sam's ritual had begun, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

The time has come.

The black prism in her hand had turned into the pure color of a black hole, and even the surrounding light began to bend towards it. The ominous aura grew stronger and stronger, finally making Lilith feel an instinctive fear.

"What are you doing?" she demanded sharply, her attacks becoming even more frantic.

Wu Heng finally raised his head and looked directly at Lilith for the first time. His gaze was calm to the point of being suffocating.

“Let’s do an experiment,” he said. “An experiment about energy extraction and conversion.”

He released his left hand, which had been holding the prism.

The black crystal didn't fall; instead, it hovered in mid-air and began to slowly rotate. As it rotated, the demonic energy throughout the battlefield began to stir restlessly. Lilith sensed the power condensed within it, and her face instantly turned deathly pale.

"You are crazy!"

Before she could finish speaking, the black prism suddenly stopped rotating, then abruptly collapsed inward, becoming an infinitesimally small singularity, and then—
break out.

There was no sound, no light, only pure darkness spreading out from the prism.

All demons touched by darkness, whether low-level cannon fodder or elite white-eyed demons, vanished silently, like pencil marks erased by an eraser.

Their bodies, souls, and energy were all distorted, and then decomposed into the most basic particles in extreme distortion, which were then absorbed into that tiny singularity.

At the last moment, Lilith tore open a spatial rift, barely managing to escape being swallowed by the darkness.

When she fell out of the crack, she found that a large part of the battlefield was now empty, with at least three hundred white demons and thousands of ordinary demons gone forever.

After completing this terrifying absorption, the black prism developed patterns on its surface similar to those on the demon's chest, but it was more complex and perfect, as if it had integrated all the essence.

Wu Heng reached out, and the prism obediently fell back into his palm.

He could sense that the power contained within had reached a critical point.

"Thank you for your contributions." He said calmly, as if stating an objective fact.

Lilith stood in the center of the ruins, looking at the still spotless figure, and for the first time felt true fear.

This wasn't a difference in strength, but a crushing aura, even with tens of thousands of demons surrounding her.

But the man in front of me never treated this siege as a life-or-death battle, but merely as a game.

Wu Heng glanced down at the prism in his hand, sensing the increasingly strong call of reality. He knew it was time to leave this noisy place.

But before leaving, there is one more crucial thing to do, which is also the main purpose of this trip to hell.

His gaze fell on Lilith, who was still in shock.

Wu Heng stared at the prism in his palm, which had turned into pure black, and it seemed as if a soul was screaming inside it.

He spent time and squeezed out a large number of demons to condense this twisted crystal, and its significance was not as simple as creating a weapon of slaughter.

From its initial conception to its implementation, its core purpose was extremely clear: to use this creation, which gathered a massive amount of demonic essence and twisted nature, as a 'key' capable of tearing apart the inherent structure of Hell.

They forcibly carved out a temporary passage through the intricate and sealed dimensional barriers of Hell.

The end of this passage leads directly to the forbidden realm, a place even high-ranking demons avoid mentioning, the deepest part of Hell, the ancient abyss that gave birth to the first chaos and despair.

That place is the source of madness, the end of order, and the final destination of all reason and form.

At this moment, he stood personally on the scorched earth of hell, and this twisted crystal resonated directly with the omnipresent dark energy of this place.

This is undoubtedly the best time to activate crystallization.

That was just a small test, a slight ripple of energy that easily wiped out a large number of demons.

After all, this crystal contains the power of a high priest, and it is a one-time use item.

It's like a bomb.

Now is the time to detonate. (End of Chapter)