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Foul smell, sticky.

This was Sui Xiong's first feeling after he rushed into the red light.

The foul smell and sticky feeling were the malice that was so thick that it had turned into substance.

Hatred, resentment, hatred for all living things in the world, hatred for all good things, hatred for all good things, and even hatred for all things that exist.

Countless hatreds intertwined together are complete evil.

No more reasons are needed, this extreme hatred is the deepest and purest evil without even a little bit of other impurities.

The moment he just broke in, Sui Xiong even felt like he was almost suffocating.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he didn't have to breathe. Otherwise, inhaling this damn thing... Even if the body can resist its erosion, it will be super disgusting!

He smiled secretly, using a smile to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Surviving and fighting in this environment really made him feel a huge pressure. If he didn't relieve it, he was worried that he would go crazy.

(Crazy?!)

Sui Xiong was suddenly stunned and frowned.

He thought of the weird chaos he had just seen.

The power of the chaos was vague and chaotic, with amazing infectiousness and erosion, but in the final analysis, it was actually extremely deep malice. It was just that he never discovered it.

It was not because his observation ability was problematic, but because he subconsciously ignored the malice when facing the huge crisis of being eroded by the power of chaos.

At this moment, when he came to the top of the demon star "Artemisia capillaris", he suddenly realized that the malice contained in this demon star and the malice in the chaos were slightly different, but the root cause was very similar.

Could it be that... it was the weird chaos that smashed down this demon star and wanted to destroy the void city?

Sui Xiong pondered for a while and shook his head.

Impossible, if it was that guy, there would be no need to be so troublesome. It only needs one finger to roll over, and it doesn't even need a second finger to crush the entire void city into pieces, without even a piece of intact slag left.

Why would a strong man with such power go around in circles and seek far away?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile again and breathed a sigh of relief.

The power of this demon star is probably related to that guy, but as long as it is not that guy's own means, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In other words, after meeting that guy, the level of "Yinchen" can no longer make Sui Xiong feel worried or afraid.

As for how to deal with this demon star, he thought about it and came up with a possible effective method.

"Change!"

With a light shout, Sui Xiong's body shook violently, and more than a dozen tentacles merged together, turning into a huge drill, drilling towards the surface of the demon star.

The powerful thing about the demon star "Yinchen" is the terrible malice it contains. This malice is not only equivalent to the poison for all living things, but even most of the tangible and even intangible things may be eroded and poisoned by this malice.

For example, when Woer blew up his incarnation just now, he clearly burst out with amazing power, but his divine power was eroded and polluted the moment he approached "Yinchen", and turned into part of the power of the demon star, so it had no effect.

However, in addition to this terrifying malice, the power of "Yinchen" itself as a star is actually very limited.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than a big stone. No matter how much malice is infiltrated, it will not become a hundred-fold refined steel.

Besides, even if it is a hundred-fold refined steel, what does it matter? In front of Sui Xiong's drill, steel is not much stronger than mud.

Of course, there are things in the world that can withstand his last-minute drill, but at least it will not be the rise and fall of "Yinchen".

With only a harsh sound, the drill easily penetrated the surface of the demon star.

Then, from under the drilled shell, a terrifying roar came out.

The roar was surprised at first, then turned into panic, and then into fear, and then... it became vague and hoarse, full of a chaotic feeling, without even a little clarity at the beginning.

Inside the "underground dragon nest" of the kingdom of God, Koradema's body let out a shocking roar and scream, blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth, and the purple-black blood dripped on his body and the treasures around him. The extremely solid dragon scales could still withstand it, but those precious treasures were completely unable to resist the terrifying power contained in the blood. They were completely eroded and destroyed in an instant, losing their light and turning into ashes.

In just this one move, he lost at least the astonishing wealth of a small city on earth.

If it were normal, such a loss would make him heartbroken and crazy, and he had to find a place to wreak havoc, so that he could vent his anger in the cries of countless weak ants and calm down again. But now, Koradema didn't care about the loss of his wealth, because all his energy was occupied by another thing.

He cut off the connection with one of his incarnations.

That was not an ordinary incarnation, but the most powerful incarnation he created with the most effort. His predecessor was an old dragon that died of a long life. Like him, he was a black dragon. After he managed to steal the body of the old dragon, he spent countless precious materials and consumed countless divine powers to completely transform it into an extremely powerful body, enough to store more than half of his divine power.

For gods, the power that the incarnation can rely on is limited. Unless they are some strong people with special skills, the upper limit of the power of most gods' incarnations will be a large level lower than that of the original body. If the original body is powerful, the strongest incarnation can only be medium power; if the original body is weak power, the strongest incarnation can only be weak power.

But this incarnation of Koradema is different. It can store more than half of Koradema's power, and when fighting, the power that can be exerted, at least in a short time, is comparable to Koradema's original body.

In other words, this incarnation is a secret weapon that can allow Him to burst out double combat power in a short time. It can be said to be one of the trump cards of this old dragon.

However, this trump card is now lost.

Compared with the loss of those wealth, the loss of this incarnation really made Koradema feel heartbroken.

However, this is not His biggest loss today.

Wealth is only an external thing, and the incarnation is meant to be lost. However, He can accept these losses. Since He is going to attack others, He must be prepared to lose more than He gains. After so many years in the martial arts world, Coradema still understands this principle and has some self-cultivation.

But... just now, He was eroded by the power of the outer layer of "Artemisia capillaris".

Just once.

Fortunately, it was only once.

The old dragon screamed for a while, and finally calmed himself down again. He carefully used his divine power to collect the purple-black blood on his body and in the treasure pile, condensed it into a ball, and then carefully sealed it properly. He didn't even dare to breathe during the whole process.

After doing all this, He sighed deeply, lying exhausted on the treasure pile, groaning in pain.

"That damn big jellyfish!" After moaning for a while, he couldn't help but curse, "What kind of monster is this guy? Why can't even the relics of that majesty kill it?"

After cursing for a few words, he sneered again.

"Now I guess my incarnation has been completely eroded by the power of that majesty, and has become an irresistible and terrifying monster. That big jellyfish is probably having a headache!"

"Hehe, maybe it doesn't need to have a headache, because maybe its brain has been beaten out!"

"Hahahaha!"

The old dragon laughed wildly, but accidentally affected the injury eroded by the power of "Artemisia capillaris", and couldn't help but screaming loudly.

After today's two updates, I found that I am using my mobile phone more and more flexibly. Is this practice makes perfect?