Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Martin is now equivalent to a mid-level blood demon, but he has no abilities and only the most basic materialized soul power.

It may even be impossible to defeat a monster in the evil god's sealed area.

Because no matter how huge the tree is, if it doesn’t fight back and is not harmful, it can’t prevent the bite of a termite.

The soul bricks that were integrated into Martin's body were all contaminated with Wu Heng's nightmare power.

These nightmare forces merged into Martin's body and soul, becoming one with him.

But it has not been inspired.

As long as Wu Heng communicates with these nightmare powers in a single thought, Martin will immediately be transformed into the soul state of a blood demon.

Completely became his subordinate.

But not yet!

Martin's soul is still free, and it is this free soul that attracts the ubiquitous mysterious atmosphere.

The soul-sucking force that had appeared in the dark alley before reappeared and aimed at Martin's soul.

"Let's go!"

"If you are still conscious, take care of yourself. If you can return to reality, then you can continue to live."

Wu Heng released his hold on Martin's soul and just watched him being sucked into an unknown mysterious place.

In the last second before being sucked in, Martin was still staring at Wu Heng with sincere eyes, as if telling him that he must find him.

"Whether you can obtain the gift of bearing pain depends on your luck." Wu Heng said in his heart.

Because he didn't know what would happen next.

When Martin completely disappeared, double-layer ripples of black and red spread out from Wu Heng's body, covering the entire room.

The bloody demons that were searching for souls in cities all over the world also stopped their actions.

The ark flew into South America and gradually disappeared.

All the bloody demons fell silent.

Only the room in front of him was left. Black and red mists intertwined in the room. The double domains kept overlapping, completely submerging the place.

Five minutes later, Wu Heng opened his eyes:
"it's time!"

In the Hell Lord-level realm in the room, he sat cross-legged in the center, and his left and right hands began to close together in the middle.

As he moved, the nightmare force and blood force that had been flowing slowly in the room like a stream suddenly became violent.

Outside the house,

A passing wild cat jumped onto the wall and looked at the house curiously.

"Meow~!" It called out, and then left leisurely.

Just now it felt that this house was a little strange, as if it was out of its territory, but after taking a look, it did not find anything unusual.

Including passers-by, they all looked at the kitten with smiles.

There was no reaction to the house nearby, everything seemed normal.

But in the room,

The two visible powers of hell, black and red, were like twisted hemp ropes as Wu Heng put his hands together.

Forced together.

An extremely unstable and terrifying wave was formed, and Wu Heng's palm was like grasping the eye of a tornado, grasping the terror in the room.

"Just let me see where these souls have gone!"

His long black hair floated behind his head like a stream, and layers of nightmare force were derived from the hair, mixing with the hair and making it impossible to distinguish.

It looked like three thousand feet of black hair, with the end reaching into the void of the room.

No one knows how far it has spread.

Wu Heng has already linked his fear of Martin to the extreme, and 50% of the nightmare power in his body has been mobilized to extend it to infinity.

He was constantly exploring the location of Martin at the other end. The remaining 50% of his nightmare power was used to control his concealment, ensuring that the enemy would not discover his traces, even if the enemy was a strong man in the hell level.

"Not enough!" Wu Heng murmured.

His voice at this moment was full of indifference, without the slightest emotion.

"Nurturing traits, blood power, burst out for me!"

In the room sealed by the field, the temperature suddenly dropped to the extreme, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air from all over the room as if they were multiplying.

These red snowflakes filled the entire room almost instantly.

The space inside was frozen into a huge three-dimensional blood crystal. Even the strange fluctuations caused by the nightmare force were frozen in the blood crystal that filled the room.

Wu Heng was still sitting in the middle of the room.

His hands suddenly clenched, and the two hell realms seemed to be compressed, and they actually merged for a moment.

The completely different forces of hell were forcibly mixed together, and the impact generated was too great.

The impact force carried a mixture of frozen nightmare power and blood, like an invisible rocket formed by a mysterious force, penetrating the ceiling and rushing straight into the sky.

Even Wu Heng's hands were like broken ice cubes, covered with ceramic cracks.

"It's still too much of a stretch!" he sighed.

The forced fusion of these forces is like Martin using alcohol and flour to create a dust explosion, which hurts others and himself.

It is obvious that flour is fermented with wine and baked with fire. As long as the method is correct, it will be a very delicious sesame seed cake.

Just like Wu Heng's power, his use at this moment was like a dust explosion.

I have not yet found a way to combine the powers together like making a pancake, to exert a powerful effect without hurting myself.

He looked down at his hands.
The power of nightmare surrounded the left hand, forming black streams that repaired the cracks.

The power of blood rose and fluttered in the right hand, constantly removing the harmful power within it.

This 'chemical' reaction caused by the conflict between his two characteristics would take him several minutes to repair.

This was already an outrageous thing, because even if his body was completely shattered, he would only need a thought to recover.

Because this kind of injury comes from the wear and tear between the "trait" cores.

The injury is recovering, but there are more important things at the moment. He has done so much just for this step.

"found it!"

Wu Heng no longer paid attention to his hands, but suddenly raised his head and looked towards the eastern sky.

“It’s on the moon, 38 kilometers away from the earth!”

"I want to see what you are!"

The ice crystals and the strange black phantom flow that were trapped in the room shrank into Wu Heng's body at the same time. His body turned into black light of nightmare force and shot into the sky.

When it comes to contacting such an unknown place, the nightmare power's form is more concealed.

This is absolutely incomparable to the power of blood.

Moon,

The rugged land is squeezed into a depression by countless towering mountains and deep canyons.

The pale pit was filled with dust and mist.

Apart from these two things, there was nothing else, revealing a dead silent atmosphere.

A figure suddenly appeared in the dead silent meteorite crater.

He stared at the gray-white rock layer at the bottom of the pit, stimulated his hellish senses to the extreme, and then pulled out a detained criminal.

Iron hooks appeared from the void all around.

The prisoner, who was unable to speak after being controlled, was sacrificed instantly. (End of this chapter)