Traveling through the second dimension, the joy system encourages me to laugh heartily!

However, the [Cataclysmic Tsunami] that Chen Ming unleashed was a god-level magic from World Two, with enough water to submerge the entire continent!

A mere sinkhole and underground passage could not possibly absorb so much water!

Therefore, while casting spells, Chen Ming had to be distracted and precisely control the power of the magic. Under his will, the surging torrent of magic was forcibly confined within the sinkhole and its connected underground network.

If it is allowed to unleash its full power, not only this sinkhole, but the entire Kingdom of Alban and even the territories of the four surrounding kingdoms will be turned into a swamp. The resulting devastation could directly accomplish the task of destroying the world for the Demon King.

While using his powerful mental strength to control the world-destroying raging torrent and compress every inch of space underground, Chen Ming patiently hovered above the giant pit, which had become a surging lake, calmly waiting for the demons to appear.

As for the possibility of the demons escaping, it is not high.

As far as he knew, the process of cultivating the [Fruit of Life] was extremely demanding. Once it began, the cultivator could not be away for more than a certain period of time, otherwise the fruit, which contained countless soul energies and the blood and sweat of the demon race, would quickly rot.

The subterranean dragon painstakingly excavated the city's foundation, creating such a massive collapse; its core purpose must have been this reward. To abandon it now would mean all its previous efforts had been in vain.

Moreover, even if it escapes this time, as long as its mission to revive the Demon King remains unchanged, Chen Ming can still use the same method to deal with it by attacking it with water when it reappears somewhere and carries out similar "cultivation" next time.

The instinct to resurrect the Demon King is etched deep within the soul of the demon race. It cannot bypass this mission, which means that sooner or later it must face Chen Ming, its "natural enemy" who has grasped its fatal weakness.

Therefore, driven by both anger and a sense of mission, it had only one choice left—

"Damn it! You made me angry!!"

A roar, a mixture of sharp hissing and muffled howling, suddenly exploded from the depths of the now-lake-like pit, piercing through the surging water!

Immediately afterwards, a colossal figure, enveloped in overflowing magic and miasma, broke through the water's surface and soared into the sky!

It is indeed an underground dragon!

Its massive, brown body, covered with ring-shaped wrinkles, resembles a moving hill, stirring up a shower of water.

Countless pink tentacles danced wildly across its body, each thicker than an adult man's waist, slippery and sticky, emitting a nauseating stench. Its mouthparts, usually buried underground, were now gaping open menacingly, revealing layers upon layers of sharp teeth that gleamed with an eerie light.

Sure enough, it chose to eliminate the immediate threat and protect its vital "fruit".

Chen Ming could clearly feel the killing intent that enveloped him, as if it were a tangible force.

Clearly, this all-encompassing flooding attack not only destroyed its nest but also greatly agitated its sensitive nerves, plunging it into considerable irritation.

Without the slightest hesitation, the earth dragon brandished its countless slippery and deadly pink tentacles and pounced towards Chen Ming, who was hovering in mid-air!

As the tentacles waved, a strange pink mist secreted from their surface, which quickly spread.

This fog is extremely dangerous. Not only does it contain a deadly poison that can kill instantly, but even elite knights with magical protection and physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary people will die instantly from magical chaos and internal organ rot if they inhale even a trace of it.

Even more terrifying is that this fog is extremely corrosive; even hard rocks will quickly soften and melt while being enveloped by it, accompanied by a hissing sound.

The reason why the underground dragon can so easily hollow out the city's underground is because this mist first corrodes and softens the soil and rock layers.

However, Chen Ming remained completely calm. Just as he was chanting the lengthy incantation of [Cataclysmic Tsunami], his S-rank skill [Multiple Chanting] had already quietly activated, simultaneously preparing and completing the construction of many spells.

"[Water Spray]!"

In an instant, the situation changed again!

A massive tornado, hundreds of meters in diameter and reaching the heavens and the earth, descended with a deafening roar, like a colossal blue pillar connecting the sky and the earth!

It precisely enveloped the massive body of the subterranean dragon that had just emerged from the lake.

The tornado generated an irresistible and terrifying suction force, which not only instantly halted the underground dragon's forward momentum, but also forcibly pulled it into the air and bound it, and it began to spin at high speed!

Moreover, this was no ordinary tornado; it contained countless deep blue wind blades formed from highly compressed wind elements. As the tornado spun, these wind blades frantically cut and tore at the biological armor covering the dragon's body.

The pink tentacles were constantly torn apart and shattered by the wind blades, only to rapidly regenerate and recover thanks to their super-fast regeneration ability. However, just as the regeneration speed caught up, a new round of cutting would descend again, plunging it into an endless cycle of breaking and regeneration, which consumed a large amount of its own energy.

But this is far from over. The core characteristics of [Dragon Sucker] are on full display at this moment—the huge tornado is like a super water pump, frantically drawing up the water from the lake below, which is mixed with the magic of [Cataclysmic Tsunami]!

The turbid water was swept into the tornado, forming a spectacular waterspout that completely encased the subterranean dragon in a death cage of water and wind.

These water streams were ubiquitous, seeping into the inside of the bio-armor through the wounds on the severed tentacles and the seams on its surface. The mucus on the surface of the tentacles, upon being scraped by the wind blades, was rapidly washed away by the continuous flow of water.

"So wet! So wet! So wet, ahhhhhh!"

A series of piercing screams, filled with pain and terror, emanated intermittently from the core of the rapidly spinning tornado.

It barely managed to escape the predicament of being submerged in the lake and break out of the water, only to fall into another, even more inescapable, watery hell.

The rapid loss of mucus caused its tentacles to become dry and stiff, its movements to slow down visibly, and even the light of its super-fast regeneration to dim considerably.

That massive, proud biological armor was no longer a protector, but rather a heavy cage that bound it and accelerated its decline.

Chapter 282: Making a Deal with the Goddess

As for Chen Ming, he leisurely unleashed his third spell.

"【Silent Thunder Pool】!"

Above, the sky, which had been shrouded in moisture, suddenly became deep and oppressive. It wasn't that dark clouds had gathered; rather, that entire expanse of air had transformed into a breeding ground for thunder!

Countless golden electric snakes were born out of thin air, hissing, coiling, and converging, eventually transforming into a pool of dazzling golden liquid rippling in the sky!

The next moment, the pool of thunderous magma, imbued with the power of the Heavenly Dao, transformed into a magnificent pillar of light far exceeding the diameter of a waterspout, and poured down precisely at the earth dragon that was still struggling in the feng shui!

"boom--!!!!!"

An indescribable roar erupted instantly, as if the entire world trembled under this attack.

Golden lightning, like a molten torrent of destruction, completely engulfed the waterspout and the subterranean dragon within it! The extreme heat and violent energy impact easily pierced through hundreds of meters of water, reaching deep underground. The dazzling light eclipsed even daytime, and the subsequent shockwave spread in a ring, further expanding the edge of the sinkhole!

The lightning lasted for several breaths before slowly dissipating.

Chen Ming stared intently, only to find that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically. The enormous waterspout had vanished, and the once surging lake water in the sinkhole had been completely evaporated by the devastating lightning strike. On the exposed, charred rocks at the bottom of the abyss, lingering arcs of electricity still danced, and scalding white steam rose from them.

The earth dragon, which was at the very center of the attack, had vanished from its once massive, mountain-like body, along with its countless nauseating tentacles, leaving only a strong, pungent smell of ozone mixed with burnt odor in the air.

The next moment, the scene in mid-air began to distort, like a low-quality special effects movie playing in reverse.

First, specks of charred, sparkling flesh appeared out of thin air. Defying the laws of physics, they emerged from every corner of the void and, drawn by an invisible force, rapidly converged towards a central point. As they converged, the charred marks receded like a tide, revealing vibrant, pulsating flesh within. These fleshy buds proliferated, intertwined, and shaped at a visible speed, gradually outlining a blurry human figure.

Within seconds, the regeneration was complete, and a completely new being floated there—it possessed a roughly humanoid body, covered entirely by an unnaturally smooth skin that emitted a soft white glow, as if it were made from the finest ceramic. But its face was devoid of any facial features; it had no eyes, nose, or mouth, just a smooth expanse that appeared incredibly eerie and empty, inspiring fear in those who beheld it.

The magical energy emanating from it was far weaker than that of the previous earth dragon armor.

This is the true form of the demon race.

"It's gone? It's gone! My armor, my armor, waaaaaah!"

A sharp cry, more a cry of fear and grievance than anger, emanated from the faceless demon.

The cry carried a childlike quality that was completely out of place with its eerie appearance, like the fear of a timid child who discovers that their most cherished toy armor has been completely destroyed and is instantly exposed to danger.

Its spiritual aspect seems rather immature.

After crying out a few times, the faceless demon seemed to recover from the shock of losing its "armor." With a faint white light flashing on its body, it prepared to make its escape.

However, it was too late.

Chen Ming made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a longsword with an ancient design, yet flowing with deep starlight, instantly materialized in his palm. The next moment, his figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, causing imperceptible ripples in the space. When he reappeared, he was already silently standing behind the faceless demon.

The faceless demon, despite lacking eyes, ears, or any other conventional senses, immediately sensed a deadly danger the moment Chen Ming arrived!

With an almost twisted agility, it suddenly turned its "face" toward Chen Ming, and at the same time, its right hand rose like lightning, its fingertips instantly hardening and extending, turning into five sharp spikes comparable to high-speed armor-piercing bullets, with a shriek that tore through the air, piercing straight toward Chen Ming's face!

The counterattack was incredibly fast, and the angle was extremely tricky. But Chen Ming simply teleported briefly, his figure blurring again, easily avoiding the fatal finger strike.

"Puff puff!"

The hardened fingertips, which had been dodged, plunged deep into the scorched earth below. The soil touched by the fingertips seemed to be infused with a strange life force, instantly coming alive, rising, and taking shape, transforming into five rock golems several meters tall, with rough appearances but exuding a ferocious aura!

This is probably another application of the Faceless Demons' ability to create the enormous biological armor of the Earth Dragons—one can imagine that if an ordinary person were pierced by its fingertips, they would be instantly transformed into a living puppet under its control, which is extremely insidious.

However, Chen Ming had anticipated this and didn't even glance at the few golems that were taking shape.

When he reappeared, he was directly in front of the faceless demons, with a kind smile on his face and a relaxed tone as if he were comforting a child about to receive treatment.

"Take a deep breath, feeling dizzy is normal!"

Only then did the faceless demon suddenly realize something was wrong. It "looked" at Chen Ming's right hand, where he had been holding the sword—it was now empty. A tremendous fear, stemming from its very survival instinct, made it belatedly and stiffly lower its head, looking at its own chest, which radiated a white glow.

The long sword had silently embedded itself in the center of its chest. The tip of the sword not only pierced its smooth skin and internal structure, but also precisely pierced a strange heart that was slightly pulsating and contained an eerie red gem.

That is the core of the demon race's power of existence.

Unless it is completely destroyed, the demons can endlessly regenerate through this core, making them virtually immortal. Conversely, once the core is destroyed, even the immortal demons will meet their end in an instant.

"My heart... is so beautiful."

The faceless demon uttered a final, enigmatic murmur, perhaps a praise for the last glimmer of light emanating from its shattered core, or perhaps a sense of liberation.

Immediately, its smooth white body, starting from the pierced core, rapidly disintegrated, turning into countless drifting specks of light that slowly dissipated in the wind and eventually returned to nothingness.

Another demon who brought calamity to the world has now perished.

The lingering power of the thunder in the sky dissipated, leaving only the steaming, deathly silent sinkhole below, silently recounting the brief but fierce battle that had just taken place.

Chen Ming hovered in the air, his expression calm, as if he had only completed a trivial task.

……

Meanwhile, far above Earth's orbit, inside the "Heavenly Palace" space city, which floats quietly like a dazzling star, a huge screen occupying an entire wall is transmitting in real time, with extremely high definition, every detail of the battle between Chen Ming and the Earth Dragon, as well as the faceless demons that follow.

Taldo, Tia, and Maho were intently watching the screen, their expressions constantly changing as the battle unfolded.

When they saw Chen Ming force out the strange, faceless form and end everything with a single sword strike, the three girls jumped up from the soft sofa almost simultaneously!

"Yay! Brother won again!" Taldo was the first to cheer, her round cheeks flushed red with excitement. She waved her little fists as if she had personally participated in the battle.

"I told you there was nothing to worry about!" Tia patted her chest gently, let out a long sigh, and a blush of relief and pride spread across her fair cheeks.

As one of the people closest to Chen Ming, she had absolute confidence in his strength, but witnessing that enormous and disgusting monster, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. Now, she finally let go of all her worries.

"Truly worthy of being a mentor!" Maho's voice remained cool, but her purple eyes brimmed with undisguised admiration and pride.

After the cheers subsided, the three looked at each other, and simultaneously reached out and gave each other a crisp high five, their laughter echoing in the spacious viewing room.

After calming down a bit, the more perceptive Taldo tilted her head and asked her question: "Sister Tia, it seems like this demon is the weakest one we've encountered so far, right? Apart from its ability to hide underground and that big armor, its true form doesn't seem particularly powerful."

Upon hearing this, Tia tapped her chin with her finger, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Hmm... I think it probably expended most of its power on constructing that huge and disgusting caterpillar-like skin. In general terms, that enormous size, super-fast regeneration, burrowing ability, plus the poisonous mist that can corrode rocks, is practically invincible! Even a hero would probably find it incredibly troublesome, or even helpless, to encounter a creature that can burrow underground when it can't win and can constantly repair its armor."

Maho nodded vigorously, wholeheartedly agreeing, "That's right. That's precisely why the mentor is so capable of finding its weakness so accurately and easily resolving it!"

In her mind, Chen Ming's strength had long transcended the level of mere physical power, and was further reflected in his wisdom of discerning the essence of things.

Tia clapped her hands one last time, drawing the attention of her two younger sisters, a sly and expectant smile on her face:

"Alright, the battle has come to a successful conclusion. Now, it's about time we went to welcome Uncle's triumphant return!"

She paused deliberately, her gaze sweeping over Taldo and Maho's eyes, which lit up instantly. Lowering her voice, she added in a mischievous tone, "By the way... how about we pack you two up as his 'victory prize'?"

"Yay!" *2

Taldo and Maho responded in unison, their faces instantly flushing red, but their eyes sparkled with undisguised anticipation and sweetness.

The three girls exchanged a smile, turned around in unison, and with joyful hearts, ran out of the observation room like a gentle breeze, heading straight for Chen Ming's master bedroom in the Heavenly Palace Space City, ready to give him a surprise welcome.

……

Our gaze returned to the devastated sinkhole.

Chen Ming did not leave immediately. The battle was over, but there were still important "spoils of war" to deal with. Although the Faceless Demon Clan had been wiped out, the "fruit" that it had cultivated at such great cost and effort had already taken shape.

That thing was emitting a faint emerald-green light, carrying a strange sense of life rhythm; it was the [Fruit of Life].

Looking at that light, Chen Ming couldn't help but once again feel the importance of intelligence.

Fortunately, the Tianyan satellite network was deployed in advance, which can monitor abnormal changes around the world in almost real time, allowing us to locate the demons and arrive at the scene immediately.

He thought to himself.

Otherwise, given the earth dragon's ability to escape by burrowing into the ground, coupled with its extremely fast rate of cultivating life fruits, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He could even clearly deduce a terrible timeline:

Without the intelligence support of the Sky Eye satellite, he was completely unable to detect the activities of the subterranean dragon in time. By the time news of the city's fall slowly reached him through conventional channels, it would likely be several days later. By then, the subterranean dragon would have already completed the cultivation of its life fruit, carrying it thousands of miles away to hide in deeper, more elusive underground locations. He might not even have a chance to fight this demon, only to face a dead city and an empty sinkhole. Missing opportunities time and time again ultimately led to the Demon King's resurrection.

This shows that the previous efforts, which consumed resources and energy to establish a global satellite surveillance network, were not in vain.

This further solidified his determination to continue pursuing the path of combining technology and magic in the future.

Now, the only thing troubling Chen Ming is how to deal with the Fruit of Life.

This fruit, although containing a vast and pure life energy that could theoretically greatly enhance the strength of the consumer, was cultivated through an extremely evil process—it was formed by absorbing the souls and lives of tens of thousands of innocent humans in the city of Birno.

Just thinking about this made Chen Ming feel a sense of unease and rejection. It was no different from "cannibalism" in essence, and it touched his moral bottom line.