Nuclear Bomb Circuit

At the summit of Holy Mountain, Wu Heng looked at the portal he had opened before him and opened his mouth. An obscure language flowed out from the passage.

The sound traveled directly to Leviathan's prayer chamber, reaching the ears of those skulls.

Then, vast amounts of crimson seeped from the gaps between the skulls, which hung like a cluster of grapes. Like a fountain, it sprayed from the crevices and poured over the skulls.

The blood rapidly solidified and accumulated, like icing being poured over a chocolate cake.

The pile of skulls softened into a white, paste-like substance, covered in thick plasma that continued to solidify, as though it had come alive.

This unidentified mixture bulged from the ground, rose to its feet, and eventually took on a humanoid form.

The humanoid creature had no facial features. It reached up and clawed at its own face, creating five bloody holes: upper, middle, and lower.

The holes rapidly contracted and healed, turning into facial features, while ears were pulled out in the same manner.

Golden hair emerged atop its head.

In the end, it became a solemn-faced, square-jawed middle-aged man. A pair of overalls appeared on him, making him look like a milkman.

Ignoring the Cenobites, the milkman passed between them and entered the bloody gate.

The strange red mist and bizarre silhouettes drew not the slightest attention from this seemingly ordinary milkman.

Because it was Leviathan's avatar.

The skulls of successive High Priests, each highly compatible with the trait of "pain," had been tempered by vast amounts of hellish power and nurtured over countless years.

The Leviathan avatar formed from them was no weaker than a pseudo-Hell-level existence.

Compared to it, Swine Two was like a shoddy counterfeit.

Even Leviathan had accumulated only this one avatar—at least, that was