Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Wu Heng was watching from the side and couldn't help but feel speechless for these cursers. He whispered, "Spencer, we don't rely on these cursers, not even the demon-level ones."

"You four pseudo-Hell-level high priests are already comparable to trillions of cursers and demons."

"Let them improve freely!"

When Spencer heard this, he suddenly realized that his mind was still stuck on the period when he was still the high priest of Leviathan Hell.

At that time, wars broke out between the hells all year round.

But most of the time, it was a battle between the Hell Monks and those demon-level ones. In every war, Leviathan would go to other battlefields with the opposing Hell Lord.

And it was almost always a stalemate.

This means that every time there is a showdown between these hell monks and the demons, it becomes the key to determining victory or defeat.

Sometimes it even invades other hells, and has also been invaded by other hells.

Thinking of this, Spencer secretly hated Leviathan again. It was obvious that at that time, Leviathan was just acting, and it was completely capable of defeating those lords of hell.

But the 50-50 fighting power, Spencer's bloody battle, and the sacrifice of those hell monks now seem like a joke.

A joke that was sacrificed because of a game of house between the Lords of Hell.

Leviathan has never regarded them as free individuals. They are just puppets, even worse than slaves.

But this is a hellish attitude, and even Wu Heng would do this when necessary.

This is the sorrow of the weak.

However, after Spencer came to his senses, he thought of the tyranny of the four pseudo-hell-level high priests of his own Bloody Hell, and then saw the cursers and demons in front of him who could not even resist him with a single breath, and he lost interest.

There was no more training for them. With a wave of the hand, they returned to where they were in the bloody hell.

However, Spencer's training is indeed useful. These trained spellcasters are clearly superior when fighting against other spellcasters.

When Wu Heng saw that Spencer had adjusted his mentality, he flashed and arrived at the bottom of hell.

He picked up the suppressed feather and used the power of nightmare to split it.

The feathers were constantly impacted, gradually revealing two different substances, one of which was something similar to a light film, with only a small half of it left.

The other is a weak soul, a hell-level soul.

“Is this heaven’s immunity?”

Wu Heng picked up the transparent cloak-like light film with only half of it remaining, felt it carefully, and said to the weak soul bound beside him.

The dead soul did not respond to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng didn't care about it, but carefully felt the layer of light film, from which he found a sense of comfort as if he could blend with everything.

This feeling is not the kind of fusion similar to that of the creator of the world of The Cabin in the Woods.

More advanced than.

"This is the power of heaven, a very strange power. At least this power allows those who possess it to freely enter and exit the worlds of various hell masters."

"The so-called hell protection is like an unlocked door to it. No, maybe it is more like a master key."

"No wonder he can ignore the constraints of reality and enter and exit the real world as the Lord of Hell."

This method of descending into the real world is completely different from Wu Heng's. He is exempt from it. Wu Heng, on the other hand, turned himself into mist and forced his way through the crack in the door into reality.

The 'door' of the rules of reality is constantly restraining him, but he is like gas. The power and uniqueness of nightmare force make it impossible for the rules to capture him.

This is why it is so difficult for Leviathan to enter reality, because Leviathan is like a sharp blade, stabbing into the door completely arbitrarily.

The tip of the blade penetrated a little bit into the door panel, but that was all.

Especially the real doors, they will repair themselves automatically.

Therefore, it is very difficult to break through, and even if you make a breakthrough with great effort, you will be driven back to the maze hell by six pseudo-hell-level people.

Through this light film, Wu Heng could perceive the location of heaven more clearly.

The distance is far, out of reach.

But it definitely exists!
"It seems that this time, it will be difficult to dissolve the Blood Hell into my body. But fortunately, I have obtained three materials, and most of the materials needed for the ritual are already gathered." Wu Heng murmured.

Freya's soul, Qisong's skin, and nuclear explosion properties can all be used for sacrificial rituals.

Plus the bloody hell itself counts as one thing.

However, all this is based on the fact that he has figured out whether Heaven will descend into reality during the ceremony and interfere with his fusion ceremony.

"For now, let's leave it at that. It's almost time to meet the sacrificial spirit."

Thinking of this, Wu Heng suppressed Freya's soul and Qi Song's body under the Blood Hell, gave instructions to four pseudo-hell-level high priests including Christine and Nail Head, then communicated with the tower seal and returned to the lighthouse.

He left the Blood Tower, crossed the sparsely populated Lighthouse Square, and came to the location of the Spirit Sacrifice Tower.

"Vice President, you are finally here. There are only five minutes left and President Ji Ling will appear!" A tower master who was in charge of waiting saw Wu Heng appear, and excitement appeared on his anxious face.

"President Honglian, President Linglong, the Five Claws Association and six other presidents are already waiting. These are the people invited by President Ji Ling. They all have one thing in common, which is that they support the Great Wall of Evil Avoidance Project!"

When Wu Heng entered, the tower master took the initiative to say something in a courteous manner.

"Okay, thanks for letting me know."

Wu Heng nodded to him and came to the main peak courtyard of the Spirit Sacrifice Association. He talked with the other six association presidents. These people already knew that Wu Heng possessed hell-level strength.

Therefore, they regarded him as someone on the same level and treated him politely. Those who could reach this level of strength were all smart people. They would not flatter the weak or feel that others were more talented than themselves. During the advancement period, they would not become resentful and provoke others to compete.

Everyone was very polite in their words.

Soon the time came to 0 o'clock, and the body of the sacrificial spirit suddenly appeared on the stone bench at the door of the sacrificial spirit room.

He looked a bit dishevelled, like a homeless man, but with his handsome face, he looked very much like the 'Sharp Brother' in his previous life.

The moment the sacrificial spirit appeared, six forces shot towards Wu Heng, Honglian and other six association leaders.

Everyone recognized that this was a memory ball containing information, an item for quick communication, and it was harmless. It was obvious that the time for the sacrifice to the spirit was very tight, and it might even be in danger.

So he had prepared in advance.

The six people came into contact with this ball of energy and instantly knew what the spirit had experienced during this period. One part of the scene was blocked because that scene, if only witnessed, would bring about ominous things.

"So that's how it is. We already knew that." Honglian nodded, and then continued: "To locate from the absurd land, the power required has exceeded the level of the association leader."

"These are the things we collected. See if you can find anything useful with them!" (End of this chapter)