Chapter 251 The biggest fierce battle in the history of the underworld

"I will definitely throw you into the abyss of Tartarus and torture you forever!"

The voice of Hades shook the underworld and resounded from all directions.

Yan Nu also laughed loudly: "No matter what, I will fight my way out of the underworld!"

"Lead people to attack the heaven and overthrow all the gods one by one!"

His domineering power spread out, and his artistic conception was fully stimulated.

Swallowing dirt in his mouth, the Saint Cloth of Hades continues to grow.

Self-proliferation! As long as the Yan slave keeps eating, the energy in the body will be refreshed.

The divine power is released to form the Holy Cloth. Although it is weak, it is continuous and gathers sand to form a tower!

"No! No! No!"

Yan Nu bloomed with purple light, growing doubling and getting bigger and bigger.

He changed step by step and became stronger step by step.

Everyone can see that the two saint-clothed bodies, one large and one small, are facing each other and fighting madly.

The violent collision caused countless purple lights to flash between the sky and the earth.

Pluto knew something was wrong when he saw this. If he continued like this, when Yan Nu's divine power grew to his level, no...it wouldn't even be that much. As long as it reached half of his level, he would be no match for him at all.

After all, Yan Nu is immune to his divine damage, which means he only needs to attack, not defend.

Abandoning the full power! Everyone knows that this is a huge advantage.

"Damn it, damn it, I should have exploded with all my strength from the beginning and wiped him out completely!"

Pluto gritted his teeth. If he had done this earlier, he would have had a slight chance of winning.

Yes, it's just a front line. Combining the intelligence from the First World War in Rome and his performance when he first entered the underworld, no one knows better than him that Yan Slave cannot be killed.

The ability to forcibly cut off consciousness prevented Yan Slave from even having his soul annihilated.

To deal with this monster, apart from withering the mind or directly erasing the consciousness and artistic space at the same time, the only way to deal with it is to seal it.

But erasing consciousness and artistic conception space was something he didn't know how to do at all, at least he had no choice.

As for thinking withering, he has already tried it, but he doesn't know why it doesn't work.

As of now, the only way is to use the Tartarus Abyss to trap the Flame Slave forever.

"If I go all out, I can completely crush him for a while..."

"But this will also allow him to obtain my divine power faster..."

"I must use this period of time to drive him into the abyss."

Pluto fought and retreated, but suddenly burst out with extremely strong power, and terrifying fluctuations shook Hades.

Countless poor ghosts screamed in horror and crawled under this divine power.

"No matter how tortuous the process is, you will eventually be defeated by fate!"

Pluto shouted coldly, and no longer held anything back. The purple divine power surged out with all its strength and condensed into a huge divine sword.

"Bang!"

The purple divine sword is draped on Yan Nu's body, and every detail contains infinite divine power.

Yan Nu was suddenly blasted out, plowing a deep ravine deeper into the underworld, and then rolled and stumbled for more than ten miles!

Because of immunity, this sharp sword is like a blunt blow.

However, the energy released by the collision radiated in all directions, erupting like a big explosion and emitting countless purple streams of light, falling everywhere.

"ah!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The underworld is shaking, and the earth is riddled with holes, with many ravines and huge pits exploding.

Each stream of purple light will spread over a large area, blasting the undead army into ashes.

Pluto looked down at the huge gap on the sword's edge and twitched the corner of his mouth. The characteristics of Yan Slave were really terrifying.

Once the resistance is formed, no matter how much power he uses, even if this sword can cut through the entire underworld, he will still be immune!

However, Pluto's purpose is not to kill the Yan slave, but to drive him into the abyss.

"Hey~tear!"

Pluto strikes again, giving Yan Slave no chance to breathe.

The divine sword cut through the air, making an extremely harsh sound. After that, even the sound disappeared, and there was complete silence between heaven and earth.

Yan Nu abandoned his full strength, ignored his move, and unleashed his full power on his backhand.

Transform the huge holy robe into a large spear filled with swords and halberds, and attack as if for a life.

"Bang!"

The two collisions occurred at the same time, and Yan Slave rolled and flew upside down, falling into a raging, high-temperature river of magma.

This is the river of fire leading to the abyss, with the divinity to magnify all pain!

"Uh-huh..."

Yan Nu screamed in pain, and laughed while screaming: "It hurts, it hurts! It hurts so much! Hahahaha!"

"Why are you laughing!" Pluto was a little creepy.

"Taste my pain!"

The artistic conception of Yan Slave blasted into Pluto's holy clothes and was quickly applied to Pluto's body.

But this time, it was not just an attack. He knew that his own artistic conception was far from enough to hurt him. At this moment, he was channeling his own feelings.

In just an instant, Pluto began to wail, his face twisted to the extreme, and he screamed miserably.

"Uhhhhhh!"

What a terrifying pain this is! It’s a thousand times more uncomfortable than tearing one’s soul apart!

The pain caused by ordinary actions is only that high at most, but when it is doubled by the river of flames, it goes beyond the conventional concept of pain!

The longer you soak in the river of flames, the greater the pain will multiply!

Yan Slave didn't bother to come out at all. He soaked in it like a hot spring and even absorbed it, causing lava to billow all over his body and glow scarlet red.

Like a giant balming demon, it stands in the river of fire.

These flames and magma are attached to the Holy Cloth and instantly become a Holy Cloth of Flame.

"You're crazy!"

"Actually fused with this magma? You are increasing the pain every moment, and it will never end!"

Pluto roared, heartbroken!

The pain Yan Nu felt at this moment was simply indescribable, and even Pluto's everlasting indifference was shaken by it.

On the other hand, Yan Nu said naively: "It really hurts..."

"Eternal pain...just be patient."

"Ah?" Countless people were in an uproar.

What does ‘just be patient’ mean? These four words are outrageous.

At this moment, Pluto was in extreme pain, wishing he could roll on the floor and cry for his father and mother.

This severe pain has gone beyond the limit! Beyond the concept of pain! How can you endure it? Show me how you endure it!

Okay... Pluto's heart was trembling, Yan Slave really couldn't bear to show it to him.

At this moment, there was no change in his tone due to severe pain.

"Eh? Isn't this divinity?" Pluto was in severe pain and resisted fiercely, but found that he mobilized his spiritual thoughts and easily expelled his artistic conception.

In this way, the pain conveyed by Yan Nu will disappear.

Although Yan Slave's artistic conception has various miraculous effects, it has no special characteristics in terms of combat.

At this moment, it was purely due to its huge size that it forced its way into Pluto's heart.

Pluto specifically calls back part of his power to resist, so it won't be a problem.

I saw the huge silhouette of the artistic conception gun, nailed like a drill between the eyebrows of Pluto's Holy Clothes. It could not make an inch forward, but it was tenacious and still moving forward.

The two began to compete at the level of artistic conception and spiritual thoughts!

At first Pluto thought it was nothing more than that. After all, the strength of his spiritual thoughts was the sum total of all believers, which was extraordinary.

But it soon felt wrong, because the power of Yan Nu's artistic conception was getting stronger and stronger, and the scope of the artistic conception was also expanding.

He can strengthen himself! He can transform various artistic conceptions into each other in his mind, refresh and transform again, that's it.
To be continued...