Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 119 Dimensional Collapse, Terrifyingly So!

The combined devouring power of the Angelic Holy Sword and the Gates of the Underworld was like two super pumps running at full power, frantically drawing out the life source upon which the Demon Realm depended for survival.

The enormous eye of the dust demon above the deep pit had become so illusory and transparent that it resembled a candle flickering in the wind. The wildly spinning vortex pupil contained only endless despair and hysterical madness!

The lament of the plane's will transformed into a tangible curse and a storm of resentment within Harosa's consciousness. However, its intangible impact appeared so pale and powerless before Harosa's solid barrier of order—the divine light of reincarnation and the holy sword of the angel.

It can clearly "sense" that its own existence is rapidly sliding into the abyss of nothingness.

"Hoichi!!!"

A roar originating from the core of the entire plane, filled with extreme resentment and destructive intent, seemed to explode in every inch of the demon plane!

It was absolutely unwilling to be drained dry like this!

Buzz!

The world suddenly changed color! The already chaotic and broken sky was instantly covered by a thick, blood-red liquid! The earth trembled violently, cracking open countless bottomless fissures, spewing out sulfur and the aura of destruction!

In the void not far in front of Harossa, viscous demonic energy frantically gathered, compressed, and shaped! A demonic avatar, hundreds of feet tall and composed entirely of pure demonic essence, instantly took shape!

It had massive, curved horns on its head, exposed fangs, and muscles that looked like cast lava, covered in jet-black scales. Behind it trailed a gigantic tail burning with hellfire! Its eyes were a replica of the demonic eye above the abyss, burning with the purest destruction and chaos! Its aura had reached a terrifying level approaching that of a first-level god! This was the ultimate weapon forcibly condensed by the will of the plane using its remaining essence!

"Ants! Thieves! Die!!!" The demon avatar roared deafeningly, unleashing a destructive storm of dark energy, and like a meteor falling to earth, slammed its fist into Harossa and the Gate of the Underworld! Space shattered inch by inch under this punch!

"Hmph! A desperate struggle!" Harosa's eyes were cold as he prepared to unleash the Underworld Chant to counterattack.

However, a golden light, faster and sharper than his reaction, suddenly erupted!

"Zheng Yiyi!!!"

The Angelic Holy Sword emitted a clear, resonant sword cry, as if it had suppressed rage for millennia! It didn't even need Harossa's control; the sword itself spontaneously erupted with a divine light of judgment that was more brilliant and purer than ever before!

A golden sword light, condensed to its fullest extent, like the first ray of dawn breaking through the heavens and earth, tore through the thick, dark red sky, striking the demon incarnation's chest with unparalleled precision!

La-yi-yi!!

Like a scalding hot knife cutting into solidified butter!

That enormous demonic avatar, composed of pure demonic essence and possessing an aura approaching that of a first-level god, was utterly vulnerable before the Angelic Holy Sword, a sword of judgment that contained the essence of the laws of order and had an absolute restraining and purifying effect on all evil and chaos!

The sword light pierced through its chest without any resistance! Golden holy flames, like wildfire, instantly spread wildly from the wound inside its body!

"Ne ah!!!" The demon avatar let out a painful, twisted roar. Its massive body, under the burning and purification of the holy flames, melted and disintegrated at a visible speed, like ice and snow under the scorching sun! Its fist, full of destructive power, was not even half-thrown before it, along with its body, turned into countless pure but willless dark red light spots that scattered all over the sky!

"Collect!" Harosa reacted extremely quickly, and the Gate of the Underworld unleashed a powerful suction force, like a giant vacuum cleaner, instantly swallowing up those scattered, pure demonic essence light points! This was the essence of the plane's will that was forcibly condensed into an avatar, and it couldn't be wasted!

"roar!!!"

The will of the plane has gone completely mad! It recklessly coalesces once more! Yet another demonic incarnation takes shape in another direction, charging forward with an even more frenzied roar!

"Zheng—!"

Another golden light flashed as the judgment was made!

The second demon incarnation followed in the footsteps of the first, being purified by a single sword strike, its energy instantly devoured by the gates of the underworld!

The third one! The fourth one!

The will of the plane, like a gambler who has lost everything, frantically squeezes out its last bit of essence, condensing into an avatar to launch a suicidal charge! But the result was a foregone conclusion!

The Angelic Sword hovered in the air, and with each light tap of its tip, a beam of golden light shot out with pinpoint accuracy! Each beam represented the complete annihilation of a demonic avatar with combat power approaching that of a first-level god! The efficiency was outrageously high! Its restraint over evil and chaos was on full display at this moment!

Harosa only needs to keep the Gate of the Underworld open and frantically devour the pure essence that was "dispersed" after being purified by the Holy Sword.

He watched as the holy sword effortlessly annihilated the last struggle of the plane's will, and only one thought crossed his mind: "Too extravagant! Too wasteful!"

This is practically using a super-powerful tool to kill a chicken, and then filling a golden basin with the chicken blood!

The will of the demonic plane finally realized in despair that this futile war of attrition was simply feeding the enemy! The speed at which it condensed its avatars couldn't even keep up with the speed at which the Holy Sword slashed and Harossa devoured it! Its essence was dissipating at an even faster rate!

A surge of intent, imbued with extreme madness, destruction, and suicidal intent, swept across the entire demon plane like a plague!

The almost transparent eye of the dust demon above the deep pit suddenly contracted to its limit, and then—exploded with a bang!

But this explosion was not an attack; it was a signal!

Buzz!

The entire demon plane let out its final, painful groan!

The sky was no longer dark red, but had turned into a complete, all-consuming black!

The earth stopped trembling and began to collapse inward! Mountains and rivers, broken continental plates, flowing lava—everything was being squeezed tightly by an invisible giant hand, collapsing madly toward the core of the plane—the plane's core that had already been drained and was on the verge of depletion!

The will of the plane, this madman driven to the brink, chose the most insane and thorough counterattack—igniting and detonating all the remaining essence of the entire plane, destroying the core of the plane itself!

It will create an ultimate explosion—a destruction that will wipe out everything, affect dimensions, and drag the angelic sword and that damned thief Harossa into eternal nothingness—at the cost of the complete destruction of the entire demon plane!

"Holy crap!!!" Harosa's hair stood on end instantly! A sense of impending doom, originating from the deepest part of his soul and capable of freezing his mind, completely overwhelmed him!

He saw space shatter and collapse like fragile glass! He felt the destructive energy, powerful enough to shatter stars, frantically gathering at the core of the plane!

This madman! Even madder than "Tong"! He's dragging the whole world down with him!

Run! We must run immediately! The super artifact might be able to withstand it, but he, a level two god, will definitely be vaporized instantly at the center of the explosion!

Harosa reacted with lightning speed! He moved almost the instant he sensed the danger!

"Come here!" he roared, his left hand grabbing at the floating Angelic Holy Sword! The immense power of rebirth transformed into a large gray-brown hand, not to attack, but with an irresistible pulling force, directly grabbing the hilt of the Angelic Holy Sword!

The Holy Sword seemed to sense the world-ending crisis as well. Its blade resonated, and it did not resist Harossa's grasp. Instead, it dimmed some of its light, as if it understood that it needed to "hitch a ride" at this moment!

Harosa pointed his right hand towards the frantically devouring gates of the underworld: "Water, fire! Return!"

The undead spirits of the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King, who were frantically drawing energy from the entrance to the Gate of the Underworld, instantly transformed into two streams of ice-blue and crimson light, which entered Harosa's body.

"Let's go!!!"

Harosa gripped the Angelic Holy Sword tightly with his left hand (it felt warm to the touch but was incredibly heavy), and with his right hand, he shoved hard towards the Gate of the Underworld, which was about to be affected by the spatial collapse! With all his might, like a drowning person clutching a straw, he plunged headfirst into the deep, dark entrance of the Gate of the Underworld!

Yu Yiyi!

The moment his figure vanished, the gates of the underworld abruptly contracted and closed instantly! The last ripple in space was completely engulfed by the overwhelming surge of darkness and destructive energy that swept in from behind, devouring everything!

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!! (Silent destruction)

Reborn in the realm of gods, on the plains of white bones.

Harosa's figure "crashed" out of the gates of the underworld like a cannonball, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop. The angelic holy sword in his hand also fell to the ground beside him with a "clang," its golden light completely subsided, appearing unusually dim, as if it too had exhausted its power.

"Cough cough—" Harosa coughed violently, his face covered in dust and dirt, his battle armor torn in many places, and his divine power churning within him—the aftereffects of his extreme burst of power and spatial traversal. But he couldn't care less about that. He scrambled to his feet and looked at the now-closed gate to the underworld with lingering fear, as if he could still feel the earth-shattering energy fluctuations behind it.

"My goodness!" He patted his chest, feeling his heart pounding in his throat. "That mad dimensional will is so unethical! When it can't beat us, it flips the table and self-destructs! I almost died there!"

He was panting heavily. He looked back at the Angelic Holy Sword lying on the ground, and then felt the "fullness" in his body from absorbing a large amount of pure essence. The sense of relief of surviving the ordeal surged like a tide.

"Phew, thank goodness I ran fast—" Harosa plopped down on the ground, looking at the unscathed Realm of Rebirth, and at the dim but still existing super artifact beside him, a tired yet extremely fortunate smile slowly appeared on his face.

"How come you're so heavy? You almost killed me."

The Demon Dimension is completely finished; the dimensional collapse is terrifying!

And he and his realm of reincarnation, once again, reaped enormous benefits on the verge of destruction.