Is the Evil God's Heart Calling for Help? (5)
It is like an ancient mountain that has stood for ages, and no force in this world can shake it.
The roars still echoed in the canyon as Qin Chu struggled with the Evil God's Heart, his legs already completely embedded in the hard ground beneath his feet.
In the jungles on both sides of the canyon, countless birds and beasts seemed to sense something, screaming in terror and fleeing, trying to escape the area before disaster struck.
Rustling sounds...
Accompanied by a strange sound, long, gnarled, dark brown tree roots wrapped around Qin Chu's arm and spread rapidly up his arm.
Before long, just like those translucent chains, they were all wrapped around the Evil God's Heart.
The Sapling are helping.
When the Sapling first saw the Evil God's Heart, it rushed over impatiently, only to suffer serious injury in the process. Now, after absorbing a large amount of energy, not only has its damage healed, but it has even grown a bit.
In a short time, that enormous heart was wrapped up three layers deep, just like a rice dumpling.
With the help of the Sapling, Qin Chu's strength suddenly increased significantly.
The Gluttony's Authority is taking effect; on her wrist, the Goddess's Hair glitters.
Buzz...
My heart, which had been dormant for who knows how long, suddenly started beating!
As if it were an illusion, Saya, Antia, Heloise, and the others rubbed their eyes and looked again. The heart, which was originally hundreds of meters tall, seemed to have shrunk slightly.
Rumble...
This tiny reduction immediately triggered a terrifying shockwave.
The earth was cracking, and the mountain walls were covered with a dense network of cracks that spread like a spider web.
Terrifying energy began to erupt from deep within the earth.
The canyons on both sides began to collapse, with large and small chunks of soil and boulders falling from overhead, and thick, yellowish smoke and dust obscuring the sky.
A massive earthquake has struck!
Almost at the same time, the Demon King's Palace, located deep within the Demonic Beast Territory, began to shake violently.
The majestic palace was instantly torn open by the ground tremors, creating a huge crack, and half of the palace collapsed in an instant.
A terrifying earthquake, centered on the Demon King's Palace, spread wildly in all directions, and the cracked earth swallowed up countless Magic Creature that couldn't escape in time.
The raging impact swept across everything in the surrounding area like a tsunami; trees, Magic Creature, and boulders were all instantly reduced to fragments.
In an instant, chaos erupted throughout the entire Demonic Beast Territory.
In the secret chamber, the Demon King Nag, who had been conducting various experiments on a tall corpse, suddenly stood up. He could sense mysterious fluctuations emanating from the deepest part of the Demon King's Palace, and his expression was filled with shock.
"That's impossible, nine years haven't even passed yet..."
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Chapter 368 Is the Evil God's Heart Crying for Help? (5)
The Demon King Nag's face was filled with shock.
The Demon King's Palace experiences an earthquake every nine years, a pattern that has remained unchanged for countless years. Why was it broken this time?
Sensing the increasingly terrifying aura emanating from beneath the ground, Nag could no longer remain seated and quickly activated the barrier, rushing downwards.
Before Nag even entered the vast underground area, he could clearly feel the overwhelming pressure coming at him. The pressure emanating from the Evil God's Head seemed far more exaggerated than usual, and even with Nag's strength, he was struggling to withstand it, his legs trembling violently.
A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on my forehead.
Waves of impact continued to spread, and the stairs beneath their feet and the walls on both sides were covered with dense cracks, making the entire palace look like it could collapse completely at any moment.
With heavy breathing, Nag struggled to move his legs, inching closer.
Finally, when he arrived at the huge underground plaza and saw the Evil God's Head, the Demon King Nag felt his heart suddenly clench violently, as if a huge hammer had slammed heavily into his heart.
What did he see?
On that enormous head, individual hairs fluttered in the wind.
His eyes, which had been tightly closed, had somehow opened, and his pupils shone with a light as bright as the sun.
Nag felt a sharp pain in his chest and uncontrollably coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.
In that instant, Nag's consciousness suffered an unprecedented erosion.
Countless frenzied images and flashes of light echoed in his mind, almost turning his entire consciousness into a jumbled mess. Countless crimson beads of blood even began to seep from his skin, as if countless dense eyes were staring at him.
Numerous cracks spread across his body, and countless fresh buds of flesh were wriggling and growing rapidly within the cracks, as if countless things were trying to break out of his body.
For a moment, Nag even felt that the head in front of him had come to life completely, possessing a life of its own.
No... we can't let this continue. If this goes on, the entire Demon King's Domain might be destroyed.
It was just a head that had been dead for who knows how many years, yet it still possessed such terrifying pressure... As the strongest being in this world, Nag could only maintain the last shred of his clarity, preventing himself from completely falling into the Abyss.
Gasping for breath, Nag kept his eyes tightly shut, letting blood flow from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
He struggled to control his arms, and Nag activated a series of restrictions, causing the entire plaza to flash with colorful light.
Four transparent walls appeared out of thin air, sealing the head of the Evil God in the middle. After a wave of impact, the four walls were immediately covered with cracks.
Black chains emerged from the Void, coiling around the head of the Evil God like giant pythons.
The Demon King's Palace Nag, had been under its management for countless years and was already fortified like an iron wall. This wasn't the first time such an earthquake had occurred, so naturally, they had long been prepared.
In a short period of time, Nag activated dozens of restrictions.
The dense blockade completely enveloped and entangled the head of the Evil God.
But this time, something seems amiss.
Buzz...
Another shockwave radiated outwards from the head.
The four walls of pure energy could not withstand the pressure and collapsed instantly. Even the dozens of black chains that resembled giant pythons were broken in half.
This earthquake was more ferocious than ever before.
The Imperial City of the Orwell Empire.
Inside the study, Wadsworth's desk was piled high with all sorts of documents.
Following the advice of his good friend Qin Chu, Wadsworth established an intelligence organization called the Eastern Depot.
The results were even better than Wadsworth had imagined.
Although the maids, cooks, and servants did not possess any great strength, they were a completely different source of intelligence. These people could continuously provide all sorts of information that was usually invisible to the naked eye, and even that previous intelligence agents could not glean.
With such an intelligence organization in place, Wadsworth felt he had almost completely grasped the entire imperial Imperial City.
The details are crystal clear: which duke had an affair with which woman today, which marquis met with which nobleman, what he said to which officer, which nobleman spoke ill of him behind his back, and which commoner has recently become dissatisfied with the empire.
Having everything under control is a truly captivating feeling.
In less than a month, the effects of the Eastern Depot have already been fully demonstrated. It was indeed a good brother's suggestion; it was truly impressive.
Wadsworth couldn't help but want to appoint his good brother as the head of the Eastern Depot, to replace him in managing this huge intelligence agency.
Next, Wadsworth even planned to further expand the Eastern Depot's sphere of influence, not only in the Imperial City, but also in all cities and towns of the Orwell Empire, and even in other surrounding countries, so that members of the Eastern Depot would be present.
Only in this way could Wadsworth feel somewhat at ease, after all, there were far too many people in this world who wanted to overthrow him and take his place.
Of all these people, Wadsworth was most concerned about his sons.
Hmm, it seems these sons have been behaving quite well lately, which makes Wadsworth very pleased.
Although his eyes were bloodshot, Wadsworth appeared to be quite normal as long as he wasn't going berserk.
Even Princess Carol had some doubts about whether the Hero had seen things wrong. Ever since their last meeting, her father had become more and more normal, showing no signs of his strange behavior.
Rumble...
Just as Wadsworth was reviewing the intelligence, a sudden, violent roar erupted.
In the blink of an eye, at least one-third of the entire Imperial Palace building collapsed.
A terrifying impact swept along the ground, tearing apart layers of stone slabs like a tsunami.
Wadsworth's expression changed drastically in an instant. He stood up abruptly, and strips of flesh wriggled beneath his clothes. Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed out of the study.
He didn't care how much the Imperial Palace had been damaged in the earthquake; instead, he rushed straight to his own palace, instantly opening the door to the underground, his figure disappearing into the darkness.
Damn it, it's nowhere near nine years yet, why is it suddenly being brought forward?
Sage Mountain.
Twelve old men formed a circle.
Right in the middle of these twelve old men was a huge lump of flesh, several meters in diameter, spread out on the ground.
The entire chunk of meat, like a black cloud, kept writhing.
They found this piece of meat in some mysterious place; it looked like the placenta of some enormous creature, nurturing some strange life.
It contains extremely powerful energy, which the twelve old men have studied for many years, but they have never been able to absorb.
This is the greatest secret on Sage Mountain, one that even Natia doesn't know.
But today, this huge lump of flesh suddenly moved.
Like a giant heart, it suddenly throbbed... In that instant, terrifying energy transformed into a raging shockwave that sent the twelve old men flying.
These twelve old fellows were pitiful; their bodies were all hunched over, and their bones were almost falling apart.
His face was extremely pale, and his beard was covered in blood.
But these twelve old men dared not be negligent at all. They could see the madness in each other's eyes when they looked at each other. They quickly got up from the ground, their bodies floating in mid-air, and continued to form a circle. The Magic Power of the twelve powerful Grand Sage was all gathered together.
In the sky, golden light was flashing wildly, eventually condensing into a huge bronze bell, which clattered down onto the lump of black flesh.
Clang... Clang... Clang...
The melodious sound of bells echoed across the summit of Sage Mountain.
No matter how the piece of flesh fluctuated, it could not break through the restrictions of the bronze bell for a time.
Earth Mother Church.
Saint Monica's expression changed slightly, and her brows furrowed.
The epicenter of the earthquake was located near the Imperial Palace, Sage Mountain, and another place further away.
The Pope's body floated in mid-air, his elegant and gentle voice echoing in the ears of every clergyman.
Be elegant, don't panic.
No matter what happens, one must never lose one's dignity.
A large number of clergy knelt devoutly on the ground in prayer, while Saint Monica spread out a pair of crimson wings on her back, her body drawing a streak of light in mid-air as she flew towards the epicenter of the earthquake.
Inside the Holy Church, Augustus's expression instantly turned extremely gloomy.
Gazing at the distant starry sky, and glancing at the Holy See again, he dared not linger any longer. Gritting his teeth, he harnessed the soft, holy light and flew towards the distance.
That was Augustus's laboratory.
He could feel that the numerous restrictions he had set up in the laboratory Ruin in an instant.
The entity buried beneath the laboratory is unleashing terrifying power.
As Augustus departed, Rosweisse and Douglas appeared. Watching the Holy Light rapidly disappear on the horizon, they didn't know the details of the earthquake that had engulfed the Imperial City, but it wasn't really their concern.
For them, the most important thing now is how to rescue Saint Felice and how to bring Augustus down.
It seems that Augustus will not be returning anytime soon this time, which is a golden opportunity.