As the hill-like cluster of insect eggs continued to revolve, the six pairs of horns in the black pool slowly sank beneath the water and vanished completely.
The entire black pool shook violently with the rotation of that mass of eggs, as though a tsunami were rising within it.
The terrifying water's surface stretched into the distance, completely merging with the darkness of space into a single black line. No one knew how vast this black pool was. It was Satan's refuge.
A sound like something shattering came from the air.
Where the insect eggs connected to the hourglass, the hourglass-shaped vortex gradually changed as it continuously twisted. Its original narrow top and wide bottom became an ever-expanding upper section, while the lower section completely contracted and fused with the pointed tip of the eggs.
As the surrounding sticky fibers continuously merged into it, the fog-filled vortex gradually became membrane-like. Translucent membranes streaked with red veins kept forming within the vortex, resembling an incomparably bizarre fallopian tube.
The entire hell roared violently, as if a magnitude-12 earthquake had struck. The ground and space trembled as though an unknown war were underway.
This was a contest between forces of nature, a confrontation between rules invisible to humankind. As time passed, the black insect eggs containing most of Satan's power surged into the vortex and disappeared.
The entire space of the black pool fell utterly silent, and its previously frenzied shaking ceased in an instant.
At this point, roughly one-third of the water in the black pool had vanished, and it was incomparably calm. Satan was nowhere to be seen, and no one knew what he had done or where he had gone.
The Goat-Man Devil was currently inside its own space, continuously condensing strange nameplates marked with goat symbols.
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