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Chapter 948 Vulcan Sammer, you weren't even on my face! You're mimicking a baby!

The enormous figure in the distance was faintly visible behind the slightly purplish fog. It was just a huge, boundless phantom with a blurred outline, like a slowly moving mountain range that was pressing in inch by inch from the horizon.

The Dark Nightmare Envoy gazed silently in that direction, then crouched down and gently stroked the ground. After a moment, he stood up with a frown.

"The child was furious; His rage filled the entire abyss. I had never seen Him so agitated..."

That's nonsense! Of course he's excited! The mighty God of Fire, Sammer, has fallen to this state because he was thrown into the abyss and imprisoned by the Dark Flame Dragon! Now that he's discovered the culprit who left him here for tens of millions of years and turned him into this grotesque state is right here, how could he not be excited?

As Fang Wuwei thought this, he glanced at the Dark Flame Dragon God beside him, but found that the other party seemed to have no thoughts at all. He just stood there quietly, silently adjusting his aura, ready to fight at any moment.

He didn't care at all why the God of Fire had become like this, nor did he care in the slightest about the pain and torment He had endured for millions of years... The Dark Flame Dragon didn't care at all.

"How did you defeat Summer back then?"

Fang Wuwei asked the Dark Flame Dragon God. He had brought the Dark Flame Dragon over today not to use it as a fighting force, but more because he believed that the Dark Flame Dragon had defeated Sammer before and must have plenty of experience in dealing with enemies.

Upon hearing this, Dark Flame Dragon frowned slightly.

“Sammer’s direct combat strength is not strong, but... you want to kill him? I’m afraid it will be difficult.”

"How to say?"

"Sammer is the god of fire, the master of all fires. He was the first spark of fire born in this world and became a god. His true form is the primordial holy fire... As long as the holy fire is extinguished, the god of fire will never perish. For so many years, the abyss has been constantly corroding Sammer, yet he has survived. It has only been eroded, and even merged with it. This must be because his primordial holy fire is inextinguishable."

As he spoke, the Dark Flame Dragon God shook his head slightly. He appeared in the world using Yuta's body, but he possessed a maturity and composure that Yuta could never have, even a touch of violence, and an indifference to the fate of all things. Fang Wuwei was still a little unaccustomed to seeing him.

"There was a time when I severely injured him and left him here because I couldn't extinguish Sammer's primordial sacred fire. I could only seal him here to prevent him from interfering with the outside world..."

"You can't kill Him either... So what in this world can completely destroy Him?"

"..."

This time, even the Dark Flame Dragon God remained unusually silent.

"I do not know. None of the gods' treasures are usable. Even the Ice God's remnant ice of the universe can only freeze and seal it, but cannot completely extinguish it."

If we can't kill it, then the only option is to seal it away...

Fang Wuwei made a grasping motion in his hand, and the Two-Body God Corpse appeared in his hand. The blade emanated a scarlet aura, and the Bankai was completed in an instant. The tip of the blade pointed diagonally at the ground, ready to strike.

Fortunately, he had no shortage of sealing methods. Although he was just being sealed in a different place, it was definitely much better for Sammer to stay there than in this abyss.

Stop chatting, He is coming.

The Dark Flame Dragon God murmured, and black flames erupted around him, making full preparations. Hearing his words, Fang Wuwei nodded slightly, lightning surging around his body. He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and the Thunder God Crown and Divine Armor appeared on his body, entering battle mode.

"Fennel, go hide over there first. We'll come back for you after we've dealt with this."

The Dark Nightmare pointed towards the cave in their safe zone, then placed several more magic arrays on it to enhance the protective magic.

Senior Sister Fennel's combat power is too weak, and she has no intention of fighting. However, she is the medium that led Fang Wuwei and Dark Flame Dragon God into the abyss. If she leaves, the two's magic power supply will lose its sustainability because there is a layer of world and dream between them and no medium to transmit it.

Therefore, Senior Sister Fennel is still very important; she must stay in the Abyss, even though it's none of her business here.

So Senior Sister Fennel nodded, went into the cave, and stayed inside the magic barrier. She just stared wide-eyed at everything outside, like a detached yet fully engaged spectator.

"Dark Flame Dragon... Dark Flame Dragon... Dark Flame Dragon!!!"

Sammer's grief-stricken and furious roar came from afar, deep and ethereal yet filled with hatred. The twisted and eerie sound overlapped, as if countless voices were screaming at the same time, surging out from behind the thick fog, sending chills down the spine of the listener.

"How much He must hate you..."

"I don't care. This is what the world needs. If the gods don't perish, the world can't move forward."

The Dark Flame Dragon God spoke with perfect logic. After slaughtering the entire God Realm, He faked His own death and sealed His divine status and power away. He was reborn tens of millions of years later and entrusted His power to the Dark Flame Envoy. It wasn't because He was bored and playing around.

"coming!"

The Dark Nightmare Envoy roared and then leaped high into the air, hovering there. Fang Wuwei and the Dark Flame Dragon God also sensed the sudden change in the Abyss and made the same decision, flying high into the air. Sammer locked onto their positions and began to launch an attack.

Almost simultaneously, Fang Wuwei and the Dark Flame Dragon God both sensed the change in the ground beneath their feet. A huge hole suddenly opened up in the ground beneath them, seemingly trying to make them fall into it. But from the bottomless black hole, hundreds of sharp spikes suddenly shot out, accurately aimed at the three of them, as dense as raindrops.

The sharp spikes were fast, but the two-faced corpse was even faster. The instant the spikes were shot, it controlled Fang Wuwei's sword-wielding arm to swing out at lightning speed. The sword light flashed, and the sword shadows were like a net, as dense as a heavenly net and as fine as cicada silk, accurately blocking all the spikes that were shot.

The Abyss is Sammer's territory. Imprisoned for tens of millions of years, He has long since become one with the Abyss, and His methods of attack are naturally not limited to this.

The spikes that Fang Wuwei had deflected suddenly expanded before they even hit the ground, turning into spheres. Then, a crack appeared in the center, and the spheres opened abruptly, transforming into bloodshot eyeballs that rotated in unison, staring intently at them.

The Dark Nightmare Envoy suddenly let out a muffled groan, and two streams of blood gushed from his nose. He staggered and became somewhat ethereal, looking extremely uncomfortable. However, the Dark Flame Dragon God seemed completely unaffected. His face turned ashen, and he raised his hand, condensing a black fireball that exploded in mid-air. The scattered black flames accurately hit most of his eyeballs, burning them to ashes.

This was a mental attack. Those eyeballs caused the purest mental shock to the Dark Nightmare Envoy and the Dark Flame Dragon God, but Fang Wuwei was unharmed. His magic resistance was very high. Under Sammer's mental attack, he only felt his head was heavy for a moment, and his vision blurred for a moment before there were no other effects. He recovered as before in a short moment. With a flick of his hand, he shot out several lightning arrows, shattering all the eyeballs that the Dark Flame Dragon God had confiscated.

"Dark Flame Dragon!!!"

Sammer's furious roar grew increasingly deafening, and finally, the enormous figure in the distance pierced through the mist and came into view.

A gigantic abyssal monster, pieced together from rotten flesh, emerged from behind. The monster was extremely deformed, its body resembling a large, irregular piece of rotten flesh. Its head and limbs seemed to be randomly pieced together, with its hands and feet growing randomly in various corners of its body. Even its head was not in the place where a head should be... Rather, this thing didn't need any of these features at all; it couldn't even be identified as human.

But Fang Wuwei could barely make out that the shape of the limbs and head looked very familiar to him... After a moment, he suddenly realized.

Sammer was deliberately imitating the appearance of his Susanoo. Thinking about it, it must have been because he had fought with Him in the Abyss a few days ago using Susanoo and left a Susanoo here. Sammer was probably bored and thought of replicating it... But because he was crazy, only his head looked similar. The Hantengu mask was sculpted very realistically and hung on his face, making it look quite convincing.

The abyssal monster was engulfed in Sammer's unique and eerie flames, with rotten flesh constantly flowing within the flames. The rotten flesh on its body writhed and twisted, much like a half-fermented bun. The opening of the cave kept closing and tearing open, making it extremely bizarre. Although it had no mouth, it could still roar, which was extremely frightening.

Fang Wuwei narrowed his eyes, looking at the huge abyss monster, and tightened his grip on the corpse of the Second God.

But at that moment, the Dark Nightmare Envoy also let out a cry of alarm.

"That's not Him! Down below!"

Fang Wuwei's attention was entirely focused on the giant abyssal monster. Hearing the Dark Nightmare Envoy shout like that, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly lowered his head.

Beneath the gaping hole, in the absolute darkness, a dazzling flash of light suddenly appeared. The next moment, eight-colored, eerie flames burst forth, intertwining to form a terrifying pillar of fire, carrying the scorching heat and madness that could burn away the souls of all things. The heat and the violence engulfed and submerged them.