Chapter 885 The Beginning of the Dispute

This was an unexpected meeting. Except for Leviathan, Beelzebub and Mammon were not prepared at all. For so many years, the devils have tried their best to avoid direct conflicts with each other. If there is a conflict, it will be decided by their own chosen ones. , subordinate forces to solve it.

The king does not see the king.

In the bloody cave, the oppressive atmosphere quickly rose and solidified, as if there were countless heavy lead blocks filling every inch of the space. Invisible pressure was evenly exerted on every part of the devil's torso, like a sticky substance. The concrete was poured into them completely.

"Are you serious? Leviathan." Beelzebub looked hypocritical.

"Stop pretending, everyone, I'm tired of the endless testing of each other, and I'm even more tired of the disputes that are like games again and again."

Leviathan said loudly, clenching his fists vigorously, as if giving a grand pre-war speech.

"We need a real war, a life-and-death war that is different from the past!"

Mammon said nothing, and countless faces flashed on his face, but they reflected the same ghostly smile. He took a few steps back silently, and Leviathan and Beelzebub faced each other tit for tat. And he was like a bystander, waiting for the results.

"Shut up! Where do you think you are now?"

Beelzebub became furious. This was her land. Leviathan actually came here in person and shouted so loudly in front of her. How humiliating it was to her.

The blood surged and boiled, and wails came one after another from it, as if countless creatures trapped inside were struggling for help. The blood condensed and formed, turning into countless sharp blades and blades slashing and dancing in the air. They were like a ferocious legion, leading With ferocious determination and evil aura, he launched a fatal attack on any approaching threat.

As the blood blades were swung, they made a piercing scream. They were numerous and powerful. Every time they slashed and killed, they were accompanied by deathly silence and mournful sounds.

A scarlet storm rose from the ground and headed towards Leviathan. He did not shy away and allowed himself to be baptized by the scarlet rain.

Just as the tide of bloody blades was about to wrap around Leviathan, the swimming fish suddenly accelerated and swam around Leviathan's body until the dark tar completely enveloped him.

A high-pitched scream suddenly appeared, and countless bloody blades cut into the flesh and blood earth. Blood flew, flesh foam flew everywhere, and the sticky tissue structure overflowed like mud, until a bloody path was carved out on the ground. The big pit.

Beelzebub's eyes were red. Over the years, she had rarely lost her composure like this, and similarly, she had rarely been forced to do this.

For so many years, Leviathan has been lurking in the shadows, swimming among the fish under the frozen sea. Until the moment he broke through the ice, no one could imagine what he was planning.

Now Leviathan breaks out of the ice, bringing with it the smell of blood and the foreshadowing of war.

Beelzebub suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if the past had reappeared, which reminded her of the last time she had a head-on conflict with Leviathan.

The fall of the holy city.

"At that time...then we should completely destroy you," Beelzebub said ferociously, "not just to replace you, but to completely crush you, erode your authority, and divide and eat you!"

Weird sneers came from all directions, reverberating in the flesh and blood cave like bursts of thunder.

The shadows squirmed in the bloody storm, and the next moment the pitch-black fish rushed out of the storm. They hit the ground and exploded into large swaths of tar, covering the original flesh and blood land piece by piece. Soon the hot tar swallowed up most of the earth. area.

Leviathan's figure slowly rose from the tar. In Beelzebub's eyes, he was still wearing that bulky and weird diving suit, as if he had returned from a deep dive in the abyss.

"Let's talk somewhere else, what do you think?"

Leviathan said and looked at Mammon, who was silent at the side. Mammon still kept a smile, did not participate in the fight between Leviathan and Beelzebub, and did not make any expression.

Everyone knows that Mammon is different from the lazy bystander like Belphegor. Mammon sits back and does nothing, just analyzing the pros and cons.

Once there are enough benefits and possibilities, Leviathan believes that he will not hesitate to join Beelzebub in his fight.

Forget it, Leviathan doesn't want to think about those complicated things. He comes here for only one purpose.

"Let's make a scene!"

Leviathan cheered, and then the tar screamed and boiled. The dark and viscous liquid expanded little by little, eroding the surrounding flesh and blood earth. Huge shadow fish swam out of the tar. They looked like dyed colors. Like a block, it hit other locations in the cave, leaving a large amount of tar.

Repeat this.

The tar exudes a suffocating stench, like evil energy released from deep underground. It keeps boiling and makes a roaring sound, like the whisper of the devil.

The tar gradually spreads, covering the entire cave bit by bit. It is like a black film, swallowing up the light, plunging the entire space into boundless darkness, as if entering a world of nothingness, and everything has been lost before touching it. Feel.

Beelzebub was still furious, and he forged swords, spears, and halberds with his blood, but he could never catch up with Leviathan's deep-diving figure. Mammon watched the fight, and then raised his head to look at the rapidly spreading tar. He seemed to have guessed Leviathan's figure. He couldn't help but let out bursts of hoarse laughter.

Mammon shook her head and sighed, "It's really crazy."

"What are you still watching?"

Beelzebub's scolding came, she was fed up with Mammon's indifference.

"Why bother?"

The tar spread to Mammon's feet, but he still looked nonchalant.

"You know, this kind of fight can't change anything except venting anger."

The tar under him was like a swamp, swallowing Mammon's feet little by little. He still looked indifferent. Facing the fight between the two, he didn't feel any pressure at all, but felt that the two of them were like naive children.

"If we could kill each other so easily, I would have done it long ago."

Mammon complained, and the whole person leaned back and lay on the tar, propped up his head, and was very leisurely.

As the tar spread, the whole space was completely wrapped in darkness. There were waves of surging waves outside the darkness. The fragile space dimension was undergoing some changes with the erosion of the tar.

Golden light particles appeared out of thin air.

"It's so beautiful..."

Leviathan looked at the golden light particles that emerged one after another, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Beelzebub also noticed the formation of these golden light particles, and then this place seemed to collapse into an invisible pit, and the ether like a tide was pouring in from all directions. The high concentration of ether gathered here, and the dark blue arcs burst out between the light particles, like a slender snake twisting its body.

A series of low and distant roars came slowly, and the tar-wrapped cave also trembled a little.

Outside this flesh and blood cave, the pillar of royal power stood on the earth, and heavy dark clouds piled up here, layer by layer until it covered the sky and the sun, and there was no light.

There were lightning and thunder between the cumulus clouds, as if a storm was coming. Gusts of wind quickly passed between the spires, blowing the copper pipes in the gaps. The melodious music came in the roar of destruction, like a woman's sad elegy.

Countless light particles emerged in the darkness, completely covering the three-headed devil. Beelzebub also stopped attacking at this time and raised her head. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier of matter and saw the flesh cave and the pillar of kingship at a glance.

In the devil's vision, the ether between heaven and earth was rushing towards the pillar of kingship. The giant pillar connecting heaven and earth was like a concave funnel spiral, and endless ether gathered here.

The golden light particles became heavy until one of them was bound by gravity and fell, falling on the tar, splashing golden liquid.

The crackling rain gradually rose, and the light particles came one after another. The pure ether condensed and liquefied, and the ether concentration in the narrow area instantly broke through the threshold.

In the wild laughter of Leviathan, the high concentration of ether made the material reality heavier and heavier, until the material world could no longer support these weights. Just like a heavy object smashing through paper, the fragile reality collapsed, as if torn into pieces by a huge force.

There were continuous and clear sounds like glass breaking. In the cracks of the shattered dimension, the golden light disappeared, replaced by endless blue, which penetrated into the broken dimension until it was completely crushed.

As if the roof was lifted, the dim vision suddenly became clear, and the ground under the feet turned into an ice surface covered with snow dust. In the vast space, there was a storm that shook the world, and at the core of the storm was a bright and white light.

Ether Realm.

Under the power of Leviathan, excessive ether piled up together, crushing reality, forcing the material world and the ether world to overlap briefly, and thus upgrading the flesh and blood cave to the ether world.

"Now we can fight."

Leviathan smiled and opened his hands. Many bumps appeared on the surface of the bloated space suit, as if something was squirming inside. He took off the golden mask on the helmet, and the tar rushed out of it, as if they had lost the restraint of gravity, and they squirmed like a big snake.

The world responded to Leviathan.

Something was approaching, and the ice underfoot suddenly burst into many cracks, as if someone was stepped on by a giant, and the uncertain whistling wind around slowed down, as if blocked by something.

Beelzebub and Mammon looked up and saw a huge shadow falling from the boundless sky, which also extended a bloated black snake until it was entangled with the black snake that crawled out from under the space suit.

The darkness engulfed Leviathan, and the huge shadow that went straight into the sky also began to wriggle violently at this time, first covered with dense wounds, and then scarlet eyeballs opened from the wounds, and thousands of eyes were cast on the earth.

"Are you still going to watch coldly?" Beelzebub asked coldly.

Seeing this scene, Mammon knew that he could no longer watch, even if he was unwilling to make a loss-making business.

Untying his tie helplessly, Mammon's face turned pale, and then the same twisted and smelly tar overflowed from his throat, nasal cavity, ear canal, and eyeballs. The tar entangled together and turned into a twisted snake.

As the black snake rose upwards, another huge shadow was cast down, and another black snake slowly descended until they were entangled with each other.

Above the boundless, a mountain-like shadow rose up, and like Leviathan, it also opened its scarlet eyes.

"You're right, Mammon, this won't change anything, but at least it can let me vent my anger."

Beelzebub groaned, vomiting large pieces of tar, and another shadow rose slowly.

The shadows intertwined together, forming a large expanse of darkness. Huge, fuzzy outlines twisted in the air, forming an unpredictable scene. Their movements were slow, but each impact had astonishing power, enough to Shake the mountains.

The shock set off heavy ripples, turning into roaring air waves sweeping across the earth.

They bite each other and twist into a dark vortex. In this chaos, they continue to twist, merge, and separate. The confrontation between darkness and darkness is elusive, as if it is an endless twisted battle.

The turmoil of the fighting echoed in the strange etheric world. As if attracted by power, more shadows emerged one after another, but they did not open their scarlet eyes and just watched silently.

The same goes for the blazing white storm that penetrates the sky and the earth.

It stands here quietly, attracting countless souls and ethers, and its blazing white light is like daylight, dispelling the approaching shadows one by one.

Large swaths of snow dust were raised, and the shadows were like bloodthirsty beasts. Their chaotic forms made their movements evil and cunning, and their countless eyes revealed cruelty and desire, as if they were the spokesperson of darkness itself.

The chaotic darkness collapsed, stretching out countless swaying tentacles, making a creepy roar, filled with the breath of death and pain.

This chaotic and changing fight seems to have no end, like the eternal torture in hell. They cannot tell the difference between life and death. Only one party is tired and exhausted.

Therefore, after a short and extremely long moment, the squirming shadows gradually calmed down, and the scarlet eyes also closed tightly and returned to calm.

Amidst the rolling snow and dust, his bloated spacesuit stepped out of the ice. He sat alone on the ground.

Such a cruel battle will not satisfy Leviathan. Just like the original sin they hold, those forbidden desires have no end.

Mammon and Beelzebub have left. They are tired of this childish fight. Rather than fighting with each other here, they prefer to focus on reality. That is the opportunity to truly influence each other.

"well……"

Leviathan sighed quietly, no one knew what he was thinking.

He just sat there, letting the snow and dust blow up to bury him bit by bit, watching the blazing white storm in the distance slowly advance towards him.

"A long time ago, there was a group of naive children. Deep in the forest, they saw guests from the sky."

Leviathan stood up, shook off the snow dust on his body, and murmured to himself.

"The guest said, I can grant one of your wishes, but this requires exchanging your most precious things, so the first child said..."

Snow dust passed by, Leviathan's figure disappeared, and the etheric realm became silent, leaving only the magnificent vision.

The material world, the pillar of kingship.

Stripping off the heavy ether of oneself, giving up one powerful authority after another, until the fragile material world can bear their weight again, in the void, the figures of Beelzebub and Mammon reappeared in the blood-colored cave.

"Leviathan, is he crazy?"

Beelzebub's chest heaved violently, and the tar hanging on his skin crawled back into his eyes, mouth and nose like insects.

Mammon stood aside with his eyes lowered. After thinking for a moment, he said, "He seems to be attracting our attention."

"Is there such an impulsive decision?" Beelzebub asked.

"It is indeed impulsive, but it is also very effective, isn't it?" Mammon maintained restraint. He was also angered by Leviathan's actions. "Remember what I told you about the new plan planned by Leviathan." The world?"

"Thinking about what he just said, maybe my guess is true. We destroyed the sacred city and killed King Solomon, but we failed to destroy the key to the new world. Leviathan must have taken After getting the key, I won over others with this promise..."

Mammon narrowed her eyes and whispered, "This is not only a dispute trying to eradicate us, but also Leviathan's revenge on us."

Beelzebub remained calm and analyzed the battle situation carefully, and then she came to the same conclusion as Mammon.

"We can't stop him."

Beelzebub's eyes became heavy. Leviathan once controlled the power of the new world alone, so he was besieged by the devils. But this time he divided the devils through interests, and Leviathan once had clear abilities. The sacred city where the power belongs, but now, he is hiding in the dark. Even if Beelzebub wants to destroy something, he can't find the target.

What's more, under the pressure of the king's shield guards, Beelzebub no longer had the energy to open a new front.

Now Xilin has brought his shield guards into the Kogadel Empire. With his influence and power, more and more lords are turning to Xilin, and the huge empire is showing signs of splitting. .

The power of the King's Secret Sword was completely restricted within the territory, while the Orang Fu Sect, this crazy sect had been suppressed by the Bureau of Order for so many years, and its scope of activities was forcibly controlled within the borders of the Hazama Kingdom.

Mammon said slowly, "If we want to defeat our opponent, we must first understand him well."

"Do you have any ideas?"

Mammon nodded with a smile, walked slowly, and told Beelzebub his plan.

"The new world is a coordinate, a coordinate recorded by a soul, and this soul was born in the sacred city, that beautiful ruins, even though this soul is probably in the hands of Leviathan now, but in the There must still be some clues left about the birthplace of the soul.”

Mammon continued, "Perhaps, we can know the name of that soul, and even imitate King Solomon's rituals to recreate a new soul with coordinates."

Beelzebub was a little suspicious, and then Mammon said again, "Don't forget, many years have passed since the destruction of the Holy City. The existing alchemy matrix technology and the ether concentration of the environment are no longer what they used to be."

“What was once impossible is not impossible in this day and age.”

Mammon suddenly stopped and raised a finger.

"correct."

He slowly moved his gaze towards Beelzebub, "Don't you have a loyal believer outside those ruins?"

Seeing Beelzebub's expression, the corners of Mammon's mouth gradually widened a lot, "It's time to put aside your arrogance and listen to the voices of mortals."

Beelzebub asked, "Is that all?"

"Of course not. This is a war, my blood relatives. Since it is a war, we must mobilize all our strength."

Mammon put on pitch black gloves for herself, and the slender outlines of her fingers were clearly visible.

"I admit that human beings have many noble qualities, but similarly, the more noble they are, the more humble they are."

Mammon straightened her tie and bowed gracefully to Beelzebub.

"As long as there are enough benefits."

After saying that, Mammon's figure squirmed, collapsed into a field of hot tar and disappeared.

Beelzebub looked at the puddle of tar that was gradually evaporating, thoughtfully.

As if his cold and numb heart had been touched somehow, Beelzebub walked to the center of the blood lake and whispered.

"O guest from heaven, feel free to take that so-called precious thing...it is worthless to me."