After seeing Imaclada agree, although Baphomet felt a little strange that it was too straightforward, he believed in his own power more.

In this world, he was the only person who dared to challenge Heaven during its most powerful period.

Although the ending is a bit unhappy, he believes that he will eventually get his revenge.

God’s ‘secret’ definitely belongs to Him!

Thinking of this power, Baphomet's body emitted a heat force that enveloped Imaclada who was present.

Imacrada, who was preparing to open the passage, suddenly found that his body appeared in an unfamiliar wilderness, and the surrounding temperature suddenly became colder.

There is no longer the burning feeling like standing in a fire.

"That guy, let me go?"

Just as she was wondering, the ground in front of her shook, and a huge, dark, rubber-like body emerged from the ground.

That was an enlarged version of Baphomet.

Through the flame gray mist incorporeal body on its chest, one can see the charred flesh and blood tissue in its abdomen, as well as the countless figures of the nocturnal tribe wandering in it.

"It turns out that this is its true nature!" Imaclada suddenly realized.

The place where she was imprisoned before was actually in the abdominal cavity of Baphomet's body.

It was obvious that the opponent was just aware of their fight, and then used his strength to snatch them back into his abdomen. After the monks and blood demons were sacrificed,

Only then did the last remaining seal of the Lord of Hell be completely lifted.

It is estimated that even without the sacrifices of those hell monks, the Lord of Hell will be unsealed in the near future, and their deaths are just the icing on the cake.

The huge figure in front of him continued to shrink, his hands and feet retracted into his body, and his head and body began to melt. Finally, he shrank back to three meters high and turned into a suspended zombie sheep head that was constantly spitting out black mist from Mars.

It stared at Imaclada, waiting.

The aura exuding from his body made the surrounding environment strange. Imaclada knew that this was the other party's signal that she could start.

According to the test papers and answers left by Wu Heng in the hell-level blood power in his body, Imaclada used the authority belonging to the high priest of the blood hell to open the passage.

A red vortex emerged from the spot, like a cave leading to the unknown.

A strange red light reflected in the surroundings, turning the ground cold and condensing red frost. These frosts fought against the 'scorch' caused by the sheep-headed skeleton.

This is an instinctive conflict reflected by two hellish forces.

Baphomet felt the immature breath of hell behind the whirlpool.

Suddenly I felt happy.

This is consistent with its guess, the other party has not fully become the Lord of Hell at all.

Suddenly, two lines of black mist surged out from the skull's nostrils, spiraling towards the red vortex, using its own strength to expand it.

Its eyes were fixed on Imaculada, and an irresistible black mist mixed with sparks wrapped around Imaclauda's waist and stuffed her into the red vortex.

One end of the black mist entered the Blood Hell, and the other end was connected to Bafumo in the wild.

After detecting that there was no trap on the other side, it eagerly drifted towards the passage.

holy mountaintop,

The moment the passage opened, Wu Heng felt the condition of Imaclada and the aura around her. He sneered in his heart and got ready.

boom!

The moment Bafumie dived into the blood vortex and entered the blood hell, the black mist on its body collided with the blood light and blood soil around it.

Under the irradiation of red light and the surging of the soil, a thick stream of bloody snowflakes rushed towards it like a snow tornado from the sky.

Black mist suddenly rose up from Bafu Mie's body and spread outward.

Sparks kept lighting up in the fog, like a fire being blown over in the night, and heat spread from the sparks.

Blocks the incoming blood clots and dissolves them.

"Bloody Hell? No, the Garden of Eden is mine. It is compensation for the destruction of Midian!" Bafumo conveyed his will to the entire Bloody Hell in an obscure language unique to hell.

It declared war on Wu Heng.

"Yeah, that's what you think."

"The will of a lost dog whose foundation has been destroyed and sealed for countless years?"

"Confidence is not a bad thing, but blindness is stupidity. Why do you think I would let you in?"

Along with Wu Heng's words, his will on the top of the holy mountain was also revealed.

But this is no longer important!

Wu Heng let go of his shackles on the altar and the blood hell. He should have occupied the blood hell in the Garden of Eden before.

Its edge fell as the last soul brick fell, and it completely covered the last corner of the high wall of Eden.

In an instant,

The entire bloody hell and the Garden of Eden were completely integrated and became one and the same.

The whole Garden of Eden was shaken.

This vibrating sound was transmitted.

Not only was it transmitted to the entire human world and hell, but it was also transmitted to the deepest "original sea", causing sea water tides.

From then on, there was no Garden of Eden in the world, only a hell of blood!

All the lords of hell know that the "bloody hell" has been completely born. It is no longer a trick, no longer a hiding, it is a real hell.

The aura on Wu Heng's body suddenly lifted up, his hair gradually became larger, and his long hair was like blood and snow, floating behind his head.

An outer layer similar to scales and snowflakes appeared on the body.

Countless beams of blood-colored light shot out from the entire hell, intersecting with Wu Heng's body. He was like a colorful lantern, hanging above the holy mountain.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether the deep red light from Wu Heng's body shot out to the entire hell like countless lasers;

or whether the entire hell emitted red light and returned to Wu Heng's body.

Then,

Wu Heng felt his soul suddenly rise, as if his vision became wider after his body was suddenly raised.

His soul was like a child turning into an adult, and all his perceptions were improved.

At this time,

Wu Heng realized how wrong it was that he had always felt that there was not much difference between the pseudo-hell level and the real hell lord.

That was because when he fought with Uriel and the God of Silent Hill, the other party was a pseudo-hell level who had never owned hell.

And the 'old one' who wanted to open the channel to the "Original Sea" was just the clone of the Ouroboros.

He had never seen the power of the real hell lord who owned hell.

Wu Heng suddenly paused. He found that his soul did not seem to stop after it continued to expand.

Just like a flower bud that keeps growing,

it does not stop after it grows up, but has a desire to bloom!

Yes

He felt that his soul was about to explode and split into countless pieces, but it seemed that the entire blood hell was telling him: this is a benefit, not a crisis.

Wu Heng made up his mind and chose to obey his premonition and did not suppress this process. (End of this chapter)

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