MM Racing Chapter 291 The Holy God of the Necromancers!
Chapter 291 The Holy God of the Necromancers!
Chapter 296 The Holy God of the Necromancers!
Huo Yuhao's usually proud mental strength was now being suppressed like never before.
With the help of the power infused by that purplish-black pillar of light, Nightmare Demon's spiritual power has soared to the peak of the Spirit Realm, and he is only one step away from the legendary "Divine Origin Realm".
Faced with this overwhelming spiritual power, Huo Yuhao's spiritual power, which had just entered the Spirit Realm, was like a lone boat in a raging storm, almost unable to breathe.
Under the full force of the Nightmare Demon, Huo Yuhao's consciousness became hazy once again.
That power, many times stronger than before, was like countless invisible tentacles, frantically drilling into his sea of consciousness, trying to drag him into that endless abyss woven by nightmares themselves.
This time, however, it wasn't that Huo Yuhao gave up resisting voluntarily. Instead, he fought back fiercely but still couldn't hold on. The difference in their mental strength was simply too great.
Just before his consciousness was about to completely slip into a trance, Huo Yuhao's voice gently drifted through his sea of consciousness.
"Teacher, we still need your help."
As soon as he finished speaking, Electrolux's aged and majestic voice resounded in the sea of consciousness.
The voice carried a clear hint of anger: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
"A few mere remnant souls dare to be so insolent before me?"
"Hmph! My title is the Holy God of Necromancy. When it comes to manipulating souls, these juniors aren't even worthy of carrying my shoes."
Outside, under the watchful eyes of Destruction and Nightmare, Huo Yuhao's gaze had become unfocused and his pupils had lost their focus; he was swaying precariously.
Nightmare hovered in mid-air, a smug smile already creeping onto its lips.
This kid is about to completely fall into his dream world, where he will be the master and the rules.
So what if he's at the Spirit Realm? He's still at the mercy of this guy.
He wanted to teach this kid from the Spirit Pagoda a lesson in what a real nightmare was like.
However, in that instant, Huo Yuhao's entire aura underwent a dramatic change.
A strange and powerful pressure suddenly erupted from his body, its aura desolate, ancient, majestic and sacred.
Huo Yuhao's clothes fluttered wildly under this aura, his black hair moved without wind, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation in an instant.
Before, Huo Yuhao was a prodigiously talented and composed young man, but now, just by standing there, he inspires an irresistible urge to bow down in worship.
Huo Yuhao's feet slowly left the ground, and his whole body floated into the air, his clothes fluttering, like a god descending to earth.
Beneath his feet, a gray spirit ring quietly appeared, with countless tiny golden patterns on it, making it look mysterious and sacred.
His once clear and bright eyes were now covered by a faint gray light, adding to his imposing presence.
The changes in Huo Yuhao caused Nightmare and Destruction to change color instantly.
Both faces, covered in wrinkles, were filled with disbelief and horror. Nightmare's figure, suspended in mid-air, suddenly froze, and Broken's knuckles, gripping his cane, turned white. The two instinctively sensed a terrifying aura emanating from the boy floating in mid-air.
The intensity of this aura may not have surpassed theirs, but it carried a natural restraint that made their very souls tremble.
The feeling was like a mouse encountering a cat; it was an absolute suppression branded into the very essence of the soul.
The nightmare experience was the most obvious. He was horrified to discover that the dream control he had just exerted all his strength to exert on Huo Yuhao had completely failed in an instant.
The intricate web he had meticulously woven with his spiritual power was as fragile as a spiderweb encountering a raging fire, instantly burned to ashes in the face of that unfamiliar and ancient aura.
The boy merely turned his head slightly and glanced at him indifferently with his gray eyes. Nightmare felt as if his soul had been squeezed hard in someone's hand, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Huo Yuhao's lips parted slightly as he muttered something to himself.
The voice was deep and ancient, with a strange rhythm and a desolate cadence that seemed out of place in this era.
Nightmare and Devastation looked at each other, but they couldn't understand a single word. It wasn't any known language on the Douluo Continent.
As the ancient incantation echoed through the valley, golden runes appeared out of thin air around Huo Yuhao.
The runes flowed with brilliant golden light, their shapes were complex and mysterious, and each stroke conformed to some kind of law of heaven and earth.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and casually pointed his fingertips forward.
In an instant, the golden runes floating around him, like soldiers receiving a decree, transformed into streaks of golden light and shot towards Nightmare and Destruction.
Before the two could react, they were completely surrounded by layers upon layers of flying golden runes.
The runes slowly rotated around them, forming two golden cages that firmly imprisoned them within.
Nightmare was the first to realize something was wrong. He was horrified to discover that the power he had borrowed from the pillar of destruction was draining away from his body at an alarming rate.
As the borrowed power dissipated, his originally solid, lifelike body suddenly became illusory and transparent, revealing the true state of his soul.
The same was true for the Destruction beside him. The hand holding his cane had faded so much that its outline was almost invisible. His whole body was like ink diluted with water, becoming fainter and more blurred.
But that wasn't all. After trapping the two, the golden runes began to emit a power that they couldn't understand or resist at all.
That power carried no killing intent, yet it caused their souls to fade at a visible rate, like ice and snow being roasted under the scorching sun, as if they might completely dissipate into this world at any moment.
The eyes of Devastation and Nightmare, gradually turning transparent, met, and both saw the same unacceptable answer in each other's eyes.
These two old monsters, who had been guarding Devil Island for over a thousand years, couldn't even muster the slightest resistance in the hands of that kid from the Spirit Pagoda.
Devastation cried out in disbelief, "How is this possible? What kind of power is this?!"
He had lived for over 1,600 years and considered himself to be knowledgeable and experienced, yet he couldn't grasp even the slightest clue about the power wielded by the young man before him.
That wasn't a soul skill, yet it had an almost natural and absolute restraint on soul beings like them.
He had no doubt that if the other party were willing, they could absolutely annihilate the two of them completely.
Nightmare hovered in mid-air, its illusory and transparent body trembling slightly. The anger and resentment in its eyes as it looked at Huo Yuhao were gone, replaced by a fear that came from the depths of its soul.
Like Pompeii, he never imagined that one day he would be defeated by a teenager.
Huo Yuhao did not continue to attack. He hovered in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his gray eyes sweeping lightly over destruction and nightmares.
His voice was deep and authoritative, with an undisguised contempt in his tone: "It's just a soul that's barely survived to this day thanks to the special environment of this treasure land. It's not even a lich. With such meager abilities, you dare to show off in front of me?"
Ruin and Nightmare didn't know what a lich was, but since their deaths more than a thousand years ago, they once again truly felt the threat of "death".
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent upon their first move.
Electrolux merely tested his skills and overwhelmed two soul entities comparable to Super Douluo, leaving them utterly powerless.
A moment later, the strange phenomenon on Huo Yuhao's body slowly dissipated.
Those eyes, which had been clouded with gray light, regained their original brightness and clarity, and the ancient and majestic aura around him receded quietly like the tide. Clearly, Electrolux had successfully retired and returned control of his body to Huo Yuhao.
The crushing battle just now was like a brief but violent storm, coming suddenly and going just as quickly.