The Father God's Counterattack
The jungle, hundreds of miles away in the desert, was instantly destroyed by the impact of the sound.
Seeing that the Father God seemed about to break free from the suppression, the already mad and volatile Star Devourer made an even more insane decision at this moment.
He opened his mouth from within a thick, scarlet fog and let out a roar.
The impact of this roar was even more exaggerated than before, as if it came from a higher level. The simple roar seemed to contain countless incomprehensible words.
Above the Father God's head, a sky seemingly appeared, twinkling with Sky Curtain.
The Star Devourer transformed the area surrounding the Father God into His divine kingdom.
Even the Father God began to radiate brilliant starlight.
This is the Star Devourer's attempt to transform the Father God into a star. As the Star Devourer, He has the authority to directly devour stars.
I have to say, this guy is pretty crazy.
He was actually trying to swallow the Father God whole.
And you could tell from the Father God's expression that this moment was not easy for Him.
His already bloated body raised his right hand and plucked the stars from the Sky Curtain above, tearing the Star Devourer's Sky Curtain apart.
But His arms, too, were reduced to bare white bones due to the Plague and decomposition.
The starlight surrounding the Father God grew brighter and brighter, but He seemed unaware of it.
Just then, a crimson cloud of the Star Devourer rapidly spread towards them, instantly engulfing the Father God's body within it.
Swallow it!
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Chapter 598 Father God's Counterattack
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In an instant, the Father God vanished.
Where it once stood, only a vast expanse of crimson clouds remained.
But it was clear that a being like the Father God was not something that could be easily digested; the thick red clouds were writhing violently. Through the intermittent glimpses, one could seem to see large, thick, silvery-white lightning bolts flashing.
The thick red fog seemed to have transformed into a giant curtain, on which one after another protrusions could be clearly seen.
That's not all. Within the red mist lies a mysterious power released by the Star Devourer, a power capable of corroding everything, allowing the Star Devourer to successfully digest its prey.
The Star Devourer's true form appeared to have transformed into a gigantic stomach, writhing and attempting to grind up the food inside.
However, this situation did not last long; the struggles and writhing within the red mist grew stronger and more exaggerated.
No one knows exactly how much time passed, but with a hissing sound, a huge tear appeared in the curtain.
A dark red, slippery tentacle gradually wriggled out from it.
This is just the beginning.
More and more tentacles appeared, Star Devourer's mist avatar was riddled with holes. It tried to use its own power to repair these damages, but the speed of repair was far slower than the speed of destruction by the Father God.
The Star Devourer's agitation could be clearly felt in the air.
However, He was lucky; He had companions.
Regardless of the past conflicts among these so-called companions, they now set aside all their differences in the face of an equally powerful enemy.
No one would stand idly by and watch the Star Devourer be torn to pieces.
They all knew very well that once the Star Devourer died, they would be next.
The next instant, the Decomposer of All Things wriggled its rotting mass of flesh, beneath which countless tentacles writhed rapidly. Although the tentacles looked small, they moved with surprising speed.
In an instant, His body appeared above the thick fog.
Immediately, this powerful Evil God willingly plunged into the red mist, his invisible divine power spreading out in an attempt to completely disintegrate the Father God's existence.
The writhing motion within the red mist intensified.
Each undulation is like a major earthquake.
The Demon King's Castle has been completely transformed. Even the fine yellow sand has vanished, and the violent impact has created a bottomless depression below, like Abyss.
The God of Plague and Calamity was chanting incomprehensible incantations, in a language from an unknown world, sounding sharp, hoarse, like metal rubbing against glass.
Accompanied by the voice of the God of Plague and Calamity, a dark green power, filled with endless viruses and misfortune, began to spread in mid-air.
The crackling sound coming from mid-air was clearly audible.
There are just too many viruses.
Even things invisible to the naked eye now seem to have become dust that permeates every corner of the air.
Qin Chu's soul trembled slightly. He could sense that this virus not only eroded the body, but also contaminated the soul.
His brow furrowed, and before the Evil God could even notice him, his soul silently drifted away, leaving the area affected by the Plague.
He is currently only a pure soul, without a physical body, and has no desire to use his soul to experience the power of Evil God.
The Source of Chaos was filled with thousands upon thousands of eyes, divided into different areas, each of which was locked onto a tentacle protruding from the red cloud.
The tentacles that had been struggling and writhing, seemingly tearing the Star Devourer apart, became increasingly sluggish and slow.
It's like an octopus that's been drained of its water.
Gradually, these tentacles stopped moving completely.
They were no longer slippery, and their color turned grayish-white, like stones that had endured thousands of years of wind, frost, rain, and snow, which, under the impact, turned into fine grains of sand layer by layer and disappeared with the wind.
On the surface, it appears that the Strongest Evil God has been completely suppressed.
If these ugly monsters could completely destroy the Strongest Evil God, that would be truly wonderful.
The Strongest Evil God is the most terrifying enemy.
This terror lies not in the power that the Strongest Evil God currently possesses, but in His future.
Is the newly resurrected Father God powerful?
Very strong.
Although he appears to be suppressed, it is undeniable that at this moment, the Father God still possesses enough power to contend with the four powerful Evil God.
Keep in mind that the Father God is currently in an unprecedented state of weakness, yet he still possesses such terrifying combat power. One can only imagine how formidable the Father God would be in his prime.
Looking at the crimson cloud writhing in front of him, Qin Chu prayed to the Goddess of Holy Light in his heart.
Time is passing by.
It seemed that a considerable amount of time had passed silently.
The sun rises and sets, rises and sets again.
The four powerful Evil God were still entangled with the Father God, and the shockwaves from the battle spread across the ground and into the sky.
The entire planet, the entire world, was forced into this terrifying shockwave. Islands were shattered into pieces, buildings collapsed in large sections, and the trembling ground tore open deep canyons.
An unparalleled catastrophe is destroying everything.
However, there were also beams of soft white light that pierced down from the Void, transforming into gleaming pillars of light that enveloped every city and town with inhabitants, protecting every living being.
This sight even surprised Qin Chu. His soul subconsciously glanced at the sky above, seemingly not expecting that the Goddess of Holy Light, who had held back the Fate Weaver, would still possess the power to protect this world under such circumstances.
It seems that the Goddess of Holy Light has recovered a great deal of power during these nineteen months.
That's not all. Because she was completely free of her shackles, the Goddess of Holy Light could absorb faith without any hindrance. The thick white clouds formed by the power of faith above her head were thinning at a visible speed.
An indescribable vortex had already taken over the sky above.
Moreover, a continuous stream of faith extends into the starry sky.
Earthquakes, tsunamis, meteorite falls, volcanic eruptions, raging storms... In the face of all kinds of disasters, humanity's faith in gods has reached an unprecedented level.
Even those who weren't particularly devout, or even those who didn't believe in any gods, all knelt on the ground, praying and yearning for a safe passage through this disaster.
These beliefs will also become a continuous source of strength.
Even Qin Chu reaped substantial benefits.
Although it is the Holy Church, and the Goddess of Holy Light is the main deity worshipped, a statue of Qin Chu also stands in the Holy Church's churches.
This statue acts like an anchor point.
Through this anchor point, Qin Chu can absorb a large amount of faith power.
Qin Chu could even sense that faith was mending his torn soul, albeit very slowly.
Rumble...
Five powerful beings have been locked in a tug-of-war for several days.
During this time, their conflict showed no signs of stopping. Whether it was the Father God or the other four Evil God, they seemed to have inexhaustible power, with no end in sight.
This battle seems destined to last forever.
But at that moment, a change finally occurred.
Suddenly, a large number of flames, a mixture of crimson and black, burst forth from the rolling red clouds.
Qin Chu couldn't see what was happening within the crimson clouds, but then he heard what seemed to be a roar of Wrath mixed with terror coming from within the crimson mist.
The next instant, the dark red flames suddenly surged like a tide, even engulfing the red clouds.
Immediately... poof!
A strange sound suddenly rang out.
The dense red clouds were blasted apart.
A towering figure reappeared before Qin Chu; who else could it be but the Father God?
The Father God has completely broken free from the entanglement of the red clouds.
At this moment, the Father God also looked somewhat disheveled. His face still retained the appearance of the Faceless Man, and only half of it remained, as half of his head had been dismembered by the Decomposer of All Things.
The rest of the body was pitted and scarred, bearing the marks of corrosion, decomposition, and viral erosion.
A huge rift was torn open between its chest and abdomen, and its internal organs were long gone, as if they had been swallowed or destroyed by some Evil God.
His entire body was covered in scarlet filth.
And one of His arms was gripping a huge sphere tightly.
When Qin Chu saw that arm, his heart skipped a beat.
He recognized it; the arm was the last arm that the Father God had left, the last arm that belonged to Himself.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Father God had not yet fully awakened, Qin Chu used shameless means to separate the Father God's body into various parts of the world, and even threw it directly into the Void.
In the end, all that was left for the Father God was a torso and an arm.
Such a broken body could not bear the power of the Father God, so the Father God chose Qin Chu's body as his vessel.
However, Qin Chu's body still couldn't unleash the Father God's true power. The battle had continued without suppressing these traitors, and the Father God could no longer tolerate it. He chose the most insane method.
He grafted his own arm onto Qin Chu's body.
This was an extremely risky move. Although Qin Chu's physical strength was exaggerated, it was absolutely no match for the Father God's body. If there was even the slightest mistake, his entire body could instantly disintegrate. Especially with four Evil God surrounding him, the situation would naturally become even more dangerous.
But the rewards that come with such risk are undeniable.
This arm can unleash the true power of the Father God.
The thick, dark-haired arms were completely mismatched with Qin Chu's torso, creating a bizarre sense of contradiction.
Even though he was just a pure consciousness, Qin Chu felt as if he had swallowed hard, his gaze following the Evil God's arm as he peered upwards.
When I saw the Father God's thick arm, above which was the huge sphere held between his fingers.
Glug!
For some inexplicable reason, Qin Chu felt his non-existent heart tremble slightly for a moment.
That sphere was none other Evil of Chaos, one of the four Evil God.
Thick fingers etched deep indentations into the sphere, Evil of Chaos's body rapidly expanded and contracted, attempting to break free from the Father God's grip.
On the surface of the sphere, thousands upon thousands of eyes were spinning wildly, and invisible ripples spread rapidly, attempting to sway the Father God's fingers.