At the moment when Wu Heng was about to tear open the space in front of him and leave Leviathan Hell.

"No, you can't leave!"

"What I want is not the answer, but the result!" accompanied by Leviathan's roar.

The Leviathan tentacles that were originally retracting around him were wrapped in strange blue lightning and suddenly whipped towards Wu Heng with a power specifically targeting the soul.

At the same time, from both sides of the maze hell, in the abyss filled with dark blue lightning, the lightning was like a rising tide.

It was originally tens of thousands of meters deep, but now it is only a few dozen meters away from overflowing into the top layer of the labyrinth hell.

That is where Wu Heng is currently.

The vast ocean of dark blue lightning was filled with destruction and deathly silence. It seemed that apart from Leviathan, no ghosts or evil spirits could survive in it.

The monks of hell who were blown into the strong wind caused by Wu Heng.

At this moment, he has probably been refined by the vast ocean of thunder, and not even a trace of his soul is left.

The thunderous sea caused waves.

The roar of Leviathan was heard from below. Every Lord of Hell has a main body and a hell core, which is also their advantage in their own hell.

This rising sea of ​​thunder submerged the lower level of the maze hell, which was like a group of high-rise buildings.

Although it did not invade the personal rooms of hell in the maze, its terrifying power and the oppressive feeling on the soul still made countless cursers howl in horror.

They felt unprecedented fear.

These thunders are not some Taoist thunder magic to subdue demons, but are filled with twisted, dark, and negative forces that whip the soul.

It is more like the embodiment of pain.

Wu Heng even felt a strong "special" breath from it, which seemed to be the energy storage pool of Leviathan.

A cone-shaped object, like a mountain peak or the head of a giant fish, slowly emerged from the sea of ​​thunder.

Densely packed chains and sharp hooks were shot out from it.

Each chain carried dark blue lightning, which kept interweaving in the sky, between Wu Heng and the prismatic Leviathan.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was woven into a dense metal net.

In the dark blue lightning slurry, the cone-shaped head did not completely reveal itself, as if it was unwilling to reveal itself, and as if something was restraining it.

But Wu Heng could feel the enormous power from him.

That is the power from Leviathan.

It is the body of Leviathan!

"Leviathan, is this your choice? You want to keep me and restrain me?"

"Just these?" Wu Heng said in a flat tone.

Although the power before him could cause billions of souls to wail, it could not make him retreat even a single step and had no effect on him at all.

Feeling the labyrinth hell he was in, with the explosion of Leviathan, the hell membrane became three times stronger.

This meant that the nightmare power he had just used did not tear open the membrane of hell and return to reality.

"It seems that I still underestimated the appeal of 'Personal Hell' to you. I didn't expect that it would make you so eager and even arouse the desires in your heart."

"Leviathan, you can't even control your own desires. Perhaps you should join the Lord of Greed, Ouroboros!"

"After all, it must have the soul of a high priest that matches 'pain.'" Wu Heng said.

"I want you!"

"I only want you, and I want your hell!"

"I want your soul."

Leviathan was almost going crazy. From under the dark blue sea of ​​lightning, it shot out two pitch-black beams of light, like eyes emitting black light, towards Wu Heng.

This made him feel like he was being watched. That was the eye of Leviathan.

"It seems that you still don't understand what you are facing."

Wu Heng's body, which had originally shrunk, expanded again, and this time it completely changed. It was no longer in human form, but in two spheres.

A sphere with a backbone of gray snow.

They were all filled with a dead gray, and the gray fog above them kept twisting and changing, like the condensation of countless nightmares, being materialized.

This is where nightmares come from!

On the small sphere, there were three black holes, two small and one large, emitting a terrifying aura, just like Wu Heng's eyes and mouth.

It began to circle around the large sphere.

The spikes on its surface shot out countless gray rays, which shot towards Leviathan's hell space.

Like sharp thorns.

The moment those tentacles were illuminated, it was as if they were pierced by a sharp sword, passing directly through the body.

"Hell, you really are hell itself!"

Leviathan originally thought that Wu Heng just had a way to accommodate hell into his own body, so he called himself "I am hell".

But no one expected that when Wu Heng revealed his true form, he was actually hell itself.

Even the core of hell is no longer a clone, but acts as one of his human tissues.

"I told you so."

"Since you chose war, I will give you war!"

As Wu Heng spoke, a strange gray fog spread along the ground of the maze hell, like flowing water, in all directions, up and down, left and right.

They began to infiltrate the Labyrinth of Hell from within.

The hellish environment, which was originally filled with darkness, turned into a distinct and dead gray after the gray fog passed by.

These gray things are wriggling as if they have life, but no one would ever think they have life.

Because it's too discordant.

There are many hideous figures in the fog. They are demons and cursers from the hell of fear and the hell of blood.

Wu Heng’s battlefield is the Leviathan in front of him.

Their battle was with the Hell Monks in the lower level of the maze, who were resisting the gray fog.

A group of creatures that looked like mutant lobsters, without shells and covered in blood, floated upside down with their heads down and their bodies up to the junction of the gray fog and the maze hell.

It opened its mouth and spat out streams of black mucus, and its two claws were about to use it to repair the maze of hell.

They are the engineers of Leviathan and the maintenance workers of the labyrinth of hell.

This was also the same species as the special hell monk that Wu Heng tried every means to blow to death when he first came to this plot world.

Just as the engineers were about to start working, the gray fog suddenly pounced on them with its fangs and claws as if it had life.

Under the touch of a wisp of green smoke, they instantly turned into dry ashes, fell to the ground, and were infected with the dead gray color of the terrifying hell.

It was so fragile that it was like crushing a group of ants. It was effortless.

This made Wu Heng sigh that things were developing so quickly.

For Wu Heng, it used to take all his energy and risk his life to kill an engineer, but now it is so unbearable.

Even Leviathan, which was as tall as a mountain, now stood at the same height as it.

Even better. (End of this chapter)

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