The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 565 - 425: Great Fallen Black Heaven Prison Demon God Mechanic Soldier
The void region centered around "Andusha" has been completely covered by countless overlapping ripples.
The space around his body rapidly melts, revealing a dark undertone.
It’s as if fire is burning through white paper, with a mass of charred black gradually expanding.
At this moment, the black tide on the surface of the waters below has accumulated to a certain extent, countless Black Qi rolling, with a vague blood-red color surging under the Black Qi.
The sky slowly darkens, and an inexplicable aura seeps from every corner of the world.
It feels as though some ancient and evil presence is growling and roaring.
Echoing with the expanding black hole above, the terrifying atmosphere is like the apocalypse is near, with unknown great horror brewing simultaneously.
"What does it mean?"
In this collapsing scene, Yu Wentong frowned and looked at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan said nothing.
He wasn’t sure whether "Andusha" could detect the communication between them.
The means he grasped to potentially restrain "Andusha" were inherently full of uncertainty, and if the opponent was also prepared in advance, then perhaps even a fifty percent chance was no longer conceivable.
Just at this moment.
"Woosh—"
A strange sound rang beside the two.
Lu Yuan and Yu Wentong looked toward the sound.
Above their heads, the melting void hole had unknowingly expanded to a diameter of several hundred meters.
On the turbulent vast waters, an edge-twisting black sun seemed to have risen without reason.
And "Andusha" was located right beneath this sun, his entire person seemingly merged into that twisted blackness, with only a vague silhouette visible.
"Woosh—"
The sound rang again.
Invisible waves spread from the center of the twisted sun, gently brushing past Lu Yuan and Yu Wentong’s bodies.
The two saw a massive bulge rise from the center of the twisted sun, something was slowly emerging from the back of the black.
"Plop."
As if gently puncturing a bubble.
A deeper darkness slowly extended from the twisted sun.
As this darkness appeared, an inexplicable deep unrest arose in Lu Yuan’s heart.
The same happened to Yu Wentong.
Next, they saw dark gold light beams blooming from beneath that darkness.
These dark gold beams froze everything upon shooting out.
In the void, vast areas of dark gold waves extended, as if some field was unfolding, about to seal and crush everything.
"Quick, otherwise it’ll be too late."
Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze, staring into Yu Wentong’s eyes, "Send me in now, and we still have a chance..."
"Are you serious?"
Yu Wentong looked at him.
"What else?"
Lu Yuan smiled.
The two looked at each other, their eyes exchanged meaning without words, time seeming to stand still.
Moments later, Yu Wentong averted Lu Yuan’s gaze, and replied softly.
"Alright."
She slowly raised her hand, the suspended white light in her palm rapidly becoming intense.
The white light condensed into crystalline form, layer upon layer wrapping the moon white fragments within.
Before long, Yu Wentong held a white prism crystal over half a meter long in her hand, its tip sharp, sparkling with a star and moon-like brilliance, leaving slight traces in the void as it trembled.
Like some kind of peculiar weapon, yet as beautiful as an art piece.
Lu Yuan turned to look in "Andusha’s" direction.
He found that around the twisted sun, the void was almost entirely covered by thick dark gold waves.
And at the center of the sun, the previous darkness revealed clues.
It turned out to be an extremely thick finger, without flesh and blood, only twisted dark gold runes entwining the fingertip.
Surrounding the finger was filled with a massive destructive atmosphere.
"Hiss—"
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, speaking while turning to look at Yu Wentong.
"Help me break through the obstacles along the way, as long as I can reach that guy up front..."
"Yes."
Yu Wentong responded, the moon white prism in her hand soared into the air, vibrating, aiming at the direction of the twisted sun and fiercely shooting out.
Lu Yuan moved, just about to follow the prism and rush up.
At this moment, a gentle hand wrapped around his waist first.
A surge of strength flowed, and Lu Yuan was carried along, closely following the prism.
"Uh..."
Being "grabbed" by Yu Wentong and lifted into the air, Lu Yuan was momentarily stunned, turning his head, only to see Yu Wentong’s focused and calm face.
She did not look at Lu Yuan, only said flatly: "I’m going with you."
In an instant, Lu Yuan felt as if he was back to the scene of Yu Wentong holding his hand, leading him deep into the Distant Star Federation when killing.
The moon white prism emitted a strange brilliance, breaking through layer upon layer of dark gold waves permeating the void with unstoppable momentum.
The closer they got to the twisted sun, the more plentiful and thicker the dark gold waves in the void became.
The speed of the moon white prism began to slow.
Wave after wave of indescribable terrifying pressure squeezed from all directions toward Lu Yuan and Yu Wentong.
Lu Yuan completely released his strength, fully shielding Yu Wentong beneath him.
At this moment, the two were like two flying insects continually sinking into sticky amber, struggling to break through desperately.
"Crack—"
Suddenly, Lu Yuan heard the crisp cracking sound of something breaking.
Looking up.
He realized that the moon white prism responsible for clearing the path had spawned large and distinct cracks on its surface under the solitary obstruction and pressure of countless dark gold waves.
