It moved like a living creature, wrapping, covering, and seeping precisely into the Evil Spirit Puppet's massive metal torso.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
Dark crimson light violently merged and flickered with the Evil Spirit Puppet's own dim metallic sheen.
As it fell, the Evil Spirit Puppet underwent an astonishing transformation.
The tips of its once somewhat blunt tentacles swiftly sharpened into barbed, arrowhead-like forms that gleamed with cold light. Even a passing glance seemed enough to be wounded by their keen edge.
The metallic hue of its body grew deeper, faintly revealing ominous blood-red patterns. Its overall aura became increasingly cold and deathly still.
The most striking change was to its head. Two recessed openings split open in the skull that had previously been completely encased in metal. Within them burned two steady clusters of scarlet soul-fire, protected by translucent crystalline lenses, like a pair of icy eyes from the abyss!
Flayer, that ancient evil spirit, had now completely become part of the Puppet Evil Spirit's power core.
In the form of a skeleton, it filled the Puppet Evil Spirit's interior.
It could also be summoned to fight independently.
However, while in this fused state, their powers were no longer merely added together. They underwent a qualitative overlap and fusion.
Yet Wu Heng had no time to admire this brand-new creation.
Driven by Lilith's secret art, the suction from the Hell Portal had reached its peak. He felt his entire body wrapped simultaneously in sulfurous heat and bone-chilling cold.
The contradictory sensations seeped into his body at once, as if the flesh and blood of this body were about to be stripped away.
Throughout history, there had been very few humans capable of falling into Hell with nothing but their physical bodies.
But there was no fear in his eyes. Instead,