American variety show world begins with subduing Jason

"Clever boy, you got it right! Here's a gift for you..."

Before the lingering sound had even faded, a powerful expert with keen perception turned pale with fright, and then everyone else was astonished.

A fiery red flash appeared on the horizon, and a dozen or so silver-gray specks trailing trails of flame shot towards us!

"Those beasts who deserve to be torn to pieces...!" Antonio's anger surged to his head. As an official, he was the first to react and threw a punch.

The gale condensed into a giant hammer, tearing apart the frantically fleeing shadows and turning several former nobles who had transformed into vampires into mincemeat.

As the behind-the-scenes controllers of the country, these scoundrels have gone so far as to secretly develop several deadly weapons!

The deafening sonic boom shattered the atmosphere, and he bravely took the lead.

—A top expert who has one foot on the path to immortality has more than one way to avoid this rigid and mechanical explosion, but the millions of people behind him are definitely going to die a horrible death!

Sensing the incoming kinetic energy, the sophisticated electronic chip caused the detonator to leap up like a raging shrew. Its intense and powerful chemical energy rubbed together, grabbed the cluster of radioactive elements hidden in its core, and then... squeezed it hard!

Day and night are reversed, ten suns hang in the sky, and the most brilliant human wisdom and the deepest bloodlust are combined and erupt, turning the world into a boiling sea of ​​light!

A mushroom cloud, large in size but small in shape, rolled straight into the sky. Boundless flames and shockwaves, carrying deadly rays, swept across the sea. The storm, with temperatures reaching thousands of degrees Celsius, vaporized the seawater, causing the vast New York Bay to drop three feet.

For the first time, the bronze torch ignited a real flame, ending the Statue of Liberty's century-long existence. In the blink of an eye, it turned red and softened, turning into molten metal that rolled into the sea, stirring up a vast white mist.

Time and space froze, all things fell silent, only the symphony of destruction echoed in the air, the city's outline twisted in the flames, and skyscrapers collapsed like dominoes, raising clouds of dust.

In just one moment, one-tenth of this world's number one city was completely wiped out, with the death toll at least in the millions!

Even after witnessing such an apocalyptic scene, Antonio trembled with grief and indignation, yet his expression was one of extreme relief.

The power of nuclear bombs is not limited to this, because before they could reach the city, they were all detonated by an extraterrestrial attack.

The five-colored, shimmering light rotated, and the pure, ethereal eight-petaled blue lotus bloomed out of thin air, gradually making a hazy world clearer and larger.

The delicate yet resilient lotus petals emitted wisps of auspicious light, like a rainbow bridge spanning the sky, drawing together figures of varying appearances and imposing presences.

Chapter 524 Life is Worth Living (The Finale)

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

The strange phenomena that were once so familiar to Zhu Mingyao were overjoyed. Who else could be leading them besides his own sect leader?

"And the church elders too." Sister Irene wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and excitedly caught sight of familiar figures.

With his sharp eyes, Henry quickly spotted them and, as the person in charge of external affairs, immediately identified the many powerful individuals from different backgrounds.

"The three Supreme Patriarchs of Siam, the great alchemist of Lucia, and the reclusive Druidic leader of the Southern Continent..."

Without the skin, where will the hair attach? The aura of the demon god's descent was so overwhelming that it spread throughout the world in an instant. At this moment, all the strong who were qualified to participate in the battle accepted the guidance of a certain Eastern Taoist without hesitation and rushed to the battlefield with a common hatred for the enemy!

"Tsk tsk, what a grand welcome. It's a pity I need to rest for a while first. I'll come back to appreciate your heroic resistance after the intermission."

With a casual glance, the floating behemoth smiled and, as if by magic, the earth cracked open, an inconspicuous building turned to ashes, and the massive underground structure was revealed to all. Countless seemingly impregnable defensive arrays burst like bubbles in an instant.

The next second, a tiny speck of light, like a speck of dust, floated in front of the seven-headed dragon.

The chessboard, inlaid with ivory and jade, trembled violently and then shattered. Fine, sand-like crystal powder scattered and formed a huge vortex.

Against the backdrop of azure sea and sky, a solitary island emerges, and within the jungle exuding a wild and natural atmosphere, pyramid temples with a strong Mesoamerican style gleam with divine light.

Before he could even mourn his fallen comrades who perished along with the Special Investigations Bureau headquarters, Antonio roared in fury:

“That’s the entrance to Teotihuacan; He wants to escape…”

Without him needing to add anything, the superhumans who had participated in the exploration recognized this alternate dimension, also known as Skull Island, and unanimously tried to intercept it. Unfortunately, they were a step too late and could only watch helplessly as the dragon, along with its two subordinates and the vortex, disappeared without a trace.

"He is weaker than we imagined!"

Several venerable monks, who had spent their lives studying theology, exclaimed in shock and anger, "As the saying goes, those who know you best are often your enemies. Having devoted their lives to theological studies, they know their nemesis inside and out."

"Don't be scared, everyone. The reason why the gods left back then was because the world is no longer suitable for the existence of high-ranking gods and demons."

What He left on Earth was merely a fragment of His being. If He had retained His status as the Serpent Marquis, it wouldn't have been so bad. But now, having reverted to His form as the Lord of Hell, He is like a colossus trying to squeeze into a mouse hole. Every second He spends on Earth rapidly consumes His essence to offset the limitations of the world's laws. That's why He urgently needs to seize the Titan's remains to obtain additional energy.

We are prepared to join forces when He reappears; our chances of successfully driving Him out of the world are very high.

"We can't wait, we have to follow. I guess what He's planning!"

Gazing at the slowly dissipating spatial turbulence, Lin Xuansheng, his beard and hair flying, retorted in a deep voice, a rare look of anxiety appearing on his handsome face.

"The Fallen Morning Star is called the Demon King, but in reality, he still belongs to the divine path." He spoke rapidly, sharply revealing the secrets of heaven.

"While the divine path is undoubtedly powerful, it also has an inherent flaw: it requires a kingdom as its foundation. Otherwise, it is like a king who has lost his throne and is living among the common people. The white dragon's strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be."

With a fundamental kingdom, He can completely obliterate the remaining spirituality of the Titan Typhon and fully restore the power befitting the Lord of Hell!

Those present were all experts; before he could finish speaking, they suddenly realized what was happening and looked at each other in horror.

As everyone knows, the paradise and purgatory of this world, the Pure Land and Divine Kingdom, have all departed with their master. Even if a few places remain, they are just remnants of hell, providing only for the surviving demons to eke out a living.

Only one location preserved the complete architecture...

That was the earthly palace of the Aztec gods!

The true intention behind the opponent's series of actions has now been revealed. Their ultimate goal is to lure out the only trump card that can threaten them, the Spear of Longinus, and then seize the Teotihuacan.

Step by step, with each move meticulously planned, he nearly destroyed a superpower with a few clever schemes, manipulating countless outstanding individuals at will. He truly deserves to be called the Lord of Hell, worshipped by all demons, the embodiment of conspiracy and depravity!

"What should we do now?"

"I can't find it, I can't track down its information."

"Coordinates, can someone give me some coordinates?"

The divination plate spun rapidly like the wind, the crystal ball emitted a strange light, and the astrolabe whirled frantically.

A chaotic cacophony of shouts and curses filled the air. Knowing that the enemy would return in perfect form when they did, the powerful figures who stood at the pinnacle of humanity were now venting their frustrations like ordinary people.

The ancient chessboard that served as a portal to the space has been destroyed, leaving behind a vast and boundless void. Without the right key, no matter how powerful one is, it is difficult to open the passage to Skull Island.

A sense of frustration gradually spread, and just then, a small ball of dark golden light rose up, emitting a soft, metallic ringing sound.

"Gentlemen, can this be used as a spatial coordinate?" Staring at the grinning skull rune on the golden disc in his palm, Zhu Mingyao was filled with emotion, feeling that the world was full of mysteries.

……

……

"Damn it! I haven't seen such a huge storm since I died!"

"...No, I've never seen it when I was alive!" The awkward, operatic lament rose and fell, and even in his panic, he didn't forget to add a few flourishes at the end of the note.

The terrifying, gray-black waves blotted out the sky and surged chaotically as if defying gravity, omnipresent in the heavens and the earth, filling every inch of space, as if trying to turn the entire universe into a pot of mush.

The towering forests collapsed one after another, and countless rare birds and beasts scattered in panic. The earth's tectonic plates writhed and rolled, cracking open with dark wounds.

Countless chaotic torrents appeared and disappeared, sweeping across the land with unrestrained fury. Whether it was living vegetation and beasts or inanimate rocks and soil, anything touched was instantly reduced to nothingness, leaving no trace. The sky became like a piece of paper being brutally torn apart, with thick, blood-red lightning bolts ripping through the darkness, accompanied by deafening thunder, yet not a single drop of rain fell.

Amidst this apocalyptic scene, a dilapidated three-masted sailing ship struggles to navigate, looking as lost and bewildered as a stray dog.

Although the moldy ship planks appeared rotten and fragile, no matter how the raging, destructive currents lashed them, they only added a few more cracks at most.

The skeletal figure clung tightly to the helm in an extremely unrefined manner, while the mummified corpse with the red headscarf was flung to pieces by the recoil, gazing dejectedly at the enormous, faintly visible phantom in the sky.

"Is my voyage coming to an end today? Almighty Heavenly Father... the ancestral spirits of the natives... the slimy fish-like witch of the deep sea... whoever it is, could you let the poor captain taste the sweetness of rum one more time... um?"

The sudden heat interrupted his self-pity. The mummified corpse comically stuck out its rear end and swayed from side to side. Its dark, gleaming eyes peered through the hole in the deck and locked onto a rough little box carved out of a single rock in the cabin.

boom!

The shattered stone fragments shot into the sky amidst the intense light and shadow, and a large group of people squeezed out from the golden "rain of flowers".

"Good morning, good afternoon, good evening. Welcome to the Black Pearl. Please feel free to visit. I have to go now..." The bald jawbone used difficult techniques to create a stiff smile. The mummified corpse turned 180 degrees on the spot using its ankles as the axis and jumped smoothly off the ship.

Grabbing Captain Jack Sparrow, who was trying to escape, Zhu Mingyao, without bothering with reminiscing, leaned over and shouted:

"sail!"

……

……

A magnificent step pyramid stands in the center, with seven red dragons coiled on it, their eyes closed in a twilight, and endless darkness seeping down from beneath them.

On the surface of the majestic temple, exquisite reliefs depict eagles howling and monkeys howling, wildly dancing vegetation, raging winds and rain, and the sun and moon shining brightly. The marks of the Aztec gods radiate light, striving to resist pollution and erosion.

As far as the eye could see, blazing red lava flowed, foul-smelling swamps surged, and a pale wasteland emerged. Numerous strange and dark terrains appeared out of nowhere, seemingly poised to replace the entire world.

Suddenly He opened His eyes, and before He could say anything, He was engulfed in a boundless stream of light that suddenly enveloped Him.

Water, fire, wind, thunder, purity, turbidity, and evil, holy light and divine radiance, force fields shifting and changing, space confinement collapsing, all imaginable spiritual energy converging into a vast ocean, vowing to cleanse the world of everything, tangible and intangible!

Faced with such overwhelming power, even eternal and immortal gods and demons would have to retreat... right?

However, the next moment, the colossal wings that blotted out the sky protruded like reefs, and the seemingly unstoppable tide of light was easily torn apart from it, sending hundreds of figures flying backward in a sorry state.

"The spirit is indeed commendable, but a castle on the beach, no matter how magnificent, is ultimately unreliable." With a sense of satisfaction at the settling of the matter, the enemy even had the leisure to offer a relaxed comment.

As He stood up proudly, the viscous substance, resembling rotten mud, suddenly accelerated, covering most of the pyramid's surface. Many divine symbols fell and dimmed one after another, with only the sun wheel, representing the lord of the pantheon, still struggling and flickering.

"Is there no other way?"

The futile attacks vanished like a stone thrown into the sea. Lin Xuansheng sighed in despair, reached out to grab Zhu Mingyao, and prepared to send him away.

"Let's go. There are remnants of a magical array left by our ancestors at the foot of Maoshan Mountain. It can allow the soul to travel through the void. Your Shangqing Huangting True Scripture comes from this. Perhaps it will give you a chance to escape..."

A certain word flashed through Zhu Mingyao's mind like lightning, and he blurted it out without thinking.

"I have a solution!"

With a resolute shout, his entire body suddenly became ethereal, and in an instant, his soul seemed to connect with all things in heaven and earth.

Golden palaces and jade terraces appeared out of thin air, and the majestic palaces took shape solemnly. Twenty-four halls were arranged in three directions, and five-colored light wove together to form a solemn imperial robe. Above them were mountains, rivers, seas, the sun, the moon and stars!

"Since the sandcastle is powerless against the waves, let's forge it into a solid crystal city with fire! Everyone, please help me!"

"Your cultivation level is insufficient; you will die!" Instantly understanding his intentions, Lin Xuansheng felt both joy and sorrow.

"Please rest assured, absolutely not."

Zhu Mingyao revealed the most resolute smile of his life, and the long string of numbers in his sea of ​​consciousness, measured in astronomical units, instantly shortened.

Having saved millions of lives and fought against a plot to destroy the world, what kind of reward has he received from fate?

The Supreme Purity Yellow Court True Scripture - Advancement!

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, muscles, tendons, bones... the three elements and twenty-four divine bodies are instantly complete, with strict rules and regulations, each in its proper place, standing on the altar, protected by all spirits.