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Chapter 1232 - 845: Old Lead, True Body Descent, Devouring God Black Hole! - 3

Chapter 1232: Chapter 845: Old Lead, True Body Descent, Devouring God Black Hole! - 3

Because, in this endless void, a terrible malice had converged. Before them it took the form of a blurred dark figure that silently passed by their side.

It passed by their thrones, between their thrones, without any hesitation.

’Step’

’Step’

The sound of feet stepping in the mud seemed both far and near, as if right beside their ears, yet emanating from the depths of the void.

It was like the footsteps of a lone walker, yet also like the despairing wails of countless beings.

In the sky’s rift, the gods remained silent. Silently, they watched the blurred figure emerge from the crack and then disappear.

"What is that, a Demigod? No... a Demigod State?" A member of a Different Race stared incredulously at the rift, "Damn, what a monster!"

"He actually...split into a third form, the State of a Demigod!"

"Look, the void is trembling... Despair and malice are converging... How many believers does he have?"

"I... don’t want to know."

...

Meanwhile, in the arena above, Mad Devil shattered violently. It transformed into a waterfall of Black Mud, the raging torrents of Black Mud covering the entire arena like a tsunami in an instant.

As the King of Blood Riders tried to retreat, a hand suddenly reached out from the waterfall of Black Mud and punched her squarely in the chest.

’Crack’

A horrendous yet pure Divinity impact smashed heavily into the chest of the King of Blood Riders.

Thus, under the horrified gaze of the players, the massive Crimson Demigod was punched flying, crossing half the arena and smashing heavily against the Rock Wall.

As she struggled to rise, her breastplate was already twisted out of shape. Blood flowed from her helmet, dropping into the Black Mud at her feet.

One punch... a punch that sent a Demigod flying thousands of meters?

"How... how is this possible? Impossible! Li Ba isn’t dead... is he?" a player said, watching the figure emerging from the waterfall of Black Mud before shutting his mouth.

There stood a giant, clad in black Mountain Pattern Armor with a black cloak draped over his shoulders.

He wore a Bronze Mask on his face, from which two streams of Black Mud flowed, as if crying.

The Divine Ring behind him was pitch black, and just one glance at it made the players feel the despair.

Demigod State · Crying Hero!

As if heaven and earth forbade this monster’s appearance, cracks began to appear on his body the moment he appeared. The hand that had just thrown the punch had several fingers broken off and fallen away.

"Cough... cough..." The King of Blood Riders struggled to her feet, gazing at the dark figure: "So that’s it, enhancing long-range, enhancing Soldier... and finally, enhancing Divinity? General, you really are strong, strong enough to make me despair. But... besides this terrifying Divinity, you have no other means of attack. And... how many seconds can you hold on?"

She was right, Li Changhe’s current State forcibly absorbed malice from the void to transform into Black Mud Divinity. But this abnormal Demigod State could hardly last a few seconds, and he was devoid of other means of attack. Such was the consequence of the split Demigod State.

Hero’s Watch, enhancing long-range attacks, formidable enough to threaten a Demigod.

Mad Devil, enhancing close combat, no less than God Sin can injure.

Crying Hero, enhancing Black Mud Divinity, possessing terrifying Divinity potent enough to contend with any Demigod!

But the duration of existence would be very brief.

But...

"A few seconds? That’s enough!" Crying Hero spread his arms wide, a strange laugh emanating from the void.

"Old Lead, True Body Descent!"

"Devouring God Black Hole!"

(Tomorrow I’ll kill the King of Blood Riders, begging for monthly votes xdm)

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