Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1589 The World-Destroying Demon's Might (Thirty-Two)

"No! Stop it!"

If the Original Sin Sealing Technique is consumed naturally, although the Hateful Underworld Gods are helpless against the World Destroyer, they can still maintain the Original Sin Sealing Technique for a period of time, so as not to trigger an energy backlash. During this period, with so many Underworld Gods gathered at Heavenly Ladder Mountain, there might be other opportunities.

However, at this moment, the Seven-Colored Space-Time Dragon God actually attempted to seal the God of Hatred with the Seven-Colored Space-Time Sealing Technique!

Regardless of whether the sealing technique can succeed, simply interrupting the original sin sealing technique presided over by the God of Hatred and causing an energy backlash is a price that the God of Hatred and the Underworld cannot afford!

The colorful vortex continued to expand, a truly magnificent sight!

"Hehehehe, it really is the supreme sealing technique that connects the rules of the seven-colored illusory world. That deep illusory spacetime, comparable to the Ash World, the Dimensional Food Path, and the Annihilation World, has a beautiful appearance, but it is like a venomous snake, with its deadly nature hidden beneath the beauty. Let's first see how terrifying this spacetime sealing technique, which is revered as the supreme technique in the wizarding world, is through this alien creature that has mastered this technique."

The power of a sealing technique depends not only on the depth of the caster's research into the mysteries of sealing techniques, but also on the caster's own strength.

Without a doubt, compared to a first-ring True Spirit Wizard, this Seven-Colored Spacetime Dragon God is far weaker. Therefore, the power of the Seven-Colored Spacetime Sealing Technique is definitely not as strong as the sealing of the World Heart Flaw in the Wizarding World.

Roar!

With a resounding dragon roar, and amidst the fierce attack of the undead army, as one giant dragon after another fell from the sky, only a small number remained hovering near the five elemental dragon clan leaders, with the Seven-Colored Space-Time Dragon God at its core.

Apart from that, in this vast world of ley lines, only some ancient dragons that have been dormant for many years on remote dragon islands overseas, rarely interacting with dragons, or young dragons that have not yet reached adulthood, remain.

The dragon race reproduces very slowly and is not numerous to begin with. After this catastrophe, just as the Seven-Colored Dimensional Dragon God said, it is no longer possible for them to pose a hindrance to the Underworld God System. Having lost their top-level external deterrent power, the dragon race's threat level is even far less than that of the Sea God System.

Faced with the roar of hatred for the god of the underworld, just as the dragon race was about to fight to the death and make a final stand, an unexpected event occurred!

The gods and underworld deities who had been slaughtering dragons on the outskirts suddenly scattered like water bursting its banks, and the pressure on the dragon race was suddenly relieved.

Clearly, having experienced the previous world-ending war, these beings have become aware of the current situation.

Seeing this, the dragons were bewildered and at a loss, while the Destroyer of Worlds laughed sinisterly and evilly, his laughter so unrestrained.

"No one can stop the world from being destroyed now!"

the other side.

At the center of the seven-colored spacetime vortex, the Goddess of Hatred, who was still trying her best to maintain the Original Sin Sealing Technique, was extremely pale and gritted her teeth. As the target of the sealing technique, she was the first to feel the strange rules of that absurd and illusory spacetime.

"what……"

Suddenly, the God of Hatred let out a mournful scream for no reason. Immediately afterwards, a seven-colored spacetime bandage flew out from the center of the vortex and quickly wrapped around the God of Hatred, indicating that he had been initially affected by the seven-colored spacetime sealing technique.

Others may not know the specifics, but Green knows perfectly well that the God of Hatred is currently experiencing the terror of the rules of the seven-colored spacetime while caught between illusion and reality.

According to the Wizarding World's literature, the Seven-Colored Dimension is a fictional world of inexplicable death.

The rules of the Seven-Colored Spacetime are essentially based on illusion, making people believe in everything that happens in the illusion, and gradually assimilate and lose themselves in the process of constantly killing themselves.

Its internal structure consists of a series of subconscious fantasy worlds hidden deep within the mind, which are very close to dimensional gaps. In such a world, all rules seem normal, and even have their own unique balance rules. The only difference is the frequent abnormal deaths and the bizarre ways of thinking of the creatures!

What's most terrifying is that people in this world are not surprised by death at all, and even treat it as a joke and a laughing stock, and life goes on.

In this abnormal world, people's thinking and reason tend to be in a state of "mental illness". When creatures trapped in this illusory rule attempt to use normal thinking or to create large-scale accidental deaths with their own power, they will be rejected by the invisible rules of the seven-colored spacetime, thus greatly increasing their probability of suffering accidental death.

This situation is just like a curse of fate!

What's even more ingenious is that the sealing spell in reality will be completed as long as the recipient dies once. A layer of seven-colored spacetime sealing bandages will accumulate, and even if the bandages are broken later, it will not cause a backlash of magic from the caster. Layer after layer of bandages will accumulate until the seal is completely completed.

For example, right now, the seven-colored spacetime rules encountered by the God of the Underworld...

The boundless sea of ​​flowers doesn't mean there are so many flowers that it's like an ocean, but rather that this ocean is made up of countless flowers, with undulating waves and ever-changing tides.

"Hey, Old Ma, the jujube blossom paste doesn't taste right today!"

A fire bee cried out.

In this sea of ​​flowers, countless bees buzzed and flew about, even building flower streets and alleys. Just like every small world with its own unique rules, it had its own unique rules. The fact that the illusory rules evolved from the heart of the God of Hatred were actually these shows that this was a god with a story.

"What's wrong with that? If you're trying to renege on your debt, just say so. Believe me, I'll call the police right now!"

A plump bee grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Fine, you win. You'll remember this!"

The fire bee left after uttering those menacing words, but what was puzzling was that it was wearing the security team's armor, so it was unclear who Old Ma was threatening.

"Hooray! This is my son! My son is born! Look how strong he is!"

A young, quick-witted, silly bee father was holding a baby bee pupa, tossing it into the air and catching it again, having a great time and showing it off to everyone he met.

"Tch, he's nowhere near as good as my son. Look, my son's practicing flying!"

Another passing bee scoffed, pointing to a baby bee struggling to fly above its head. The young, cheerful, and somewhat silly father bee, seeing this, immediately retorted angrily, "My son can do it too! Show him! Baby, fly!"

As expected, with a "plop," the baby bee pupa fell into the sea of ​​flowers.

"Hahaha, did you see that? Your good-for-nothing son has actually gone to swimming lessons. Maybe it's the bastard child your wife had an affair with a goldfish, hahahaha..."

"Bullshit! My wife likes butterflies, not flower fish! How dare you slander my wife!"

This young, silly bee father, who had just lost his son, quickly forgot about his son's "accidental" death and instead started arguing with the passerby about it, trying to prove his so-called innocence.

The rules and logic behind this world mission are utterly chaotic.

"La la la la, how do you explain that your son can't fly but goes swimming? According to modern genetic research, parental genes are inevitably passed on to the next generation. So, who can swim, you or your wife? La la la la..."

Pfft!

Suddenly, the bee, who was in a state of blissful bliss, and his son flying overhead were swallowed by a flower fish leaping up from the sea.

hum hum...

This change attracted many bee microscopic attention, but the young, silly father bee, who had just lost his baby, cried out, "No! This can't be real, my beloved, I can never prove your innocence!"

Basically, the whole world is developing under a bizarre way of thinking.

The God of Hatred who fell into this world, as his first reincarnation, must still retain his rational thinking.

So...

(End of this chapter)