Chapter 340: Turning Heaven and Earth Upside Down, Seeking One's Own Death (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Boss Di Nian, don't be impulsive; you cannot control the power of the Divine Eye. If you continue like this, your body will be completely torn apart!"

Ghost Tooth's anxious voice rang out in Di Nian Evil Spirit's mind.

"Boss Di Nian, let's retreat first. Once our strength is greater, we can settle the score with this clan," Blood Pattern added, urging as well.

"If you die, Evil Eye's sacrifice will have been in vain..."

The shouts of the Four Bullies constantly echoed in Di Nian Evil Spirit's mind.

This sliver of power from the Divine Eye was not meant for a desperate, all-or-nothing struggle.

After fusing with the body of an evil spirit, it would continuously sublimate within the evil spirit warrior.

It was like layers of a seal being undone one by one.

The power of the Divine Eye existed primarily to preserve the life of the evil spirit warrior, granting them a chance to start over.

But Di Nian Evil Spirit turned a deaf ear.

In its eyes, there was only the Temple Guardian.

Killing or being killed had nothing to do with right or wrong.

The weak being crushed by the strong was simply the survival law of the Black Black Tide Legion.

But at this moment, it only wanted the Temple Guardian to die.

The power of the Divine Eye surged within its body like a violent volcano, churning and intensifying.

Every surge of power subjected its body to immense pressure; blue veins bulged beneath its skin, muscles twisted and deformed, and dark red energy constantly seeped out from its surface like magma, only to be forcibly pressed back inside.

As long as it could avenge Evil Eye, it would not hesitate even if it meant being instantly reduced to powder and shattered bones.

Clenching its blood blade tightly, it stomped the ground and charged at the Temple Guardian once more, carrying endless rage and resolve, as if intending to destroy the entire world within this fury.

The blood blade in its hand tore through the air, emitting a shriek like the wailing of ten thousand wronged souls.

This weapon, condensed from the power of the Divine Eye and the Demon Seed, left bottomless spatial rifts in the air with every slash; dark red energy streams gushed forth from these cracks, igniting the surrounding starlight of civilizations into blood whirlpools.

The bone lamp in the Temple Guardian's hand was already covered in spiderweb-like cracks; the spark of fire that once symbolized ten thousand civilizations was now extinguishing at a speed visible to the naked eye, while fine cracking sounds emanated from the lamp's wall.

Pfft!

Under Di Nian Evil Spirit's frenzied assault, the Temple Guardian finally collapsed, the blood blade piercing through its shoulder blade.

Dark golden blood sprayed forth like a fountain, splashing onto Di Nian Evil Spirit's twisted body.

The scorching body instantly evaporated the blood, emitting a sizzling burning sound as it turned into wisps of white smoke and vanished into the air.

Di Nian Evil Spirit's attack carried the resolve of mutual destruction; its body completely transformed into a rampaging mass of blood-colored energy, enveloping the area near the High Tower in a storm of destruction.

The Temple Guardian's withered fingers tightly clutched the pillar of the bone lamp.

It had never expected that a Black Black Tide evil spirit, which should have been easily killed, could unleash such terrifying power after completely losing its reason.

At this moment, the power of the Divine Eye formed an energy circulation within the Temple Guardian's body, much like the Withered Mark in a player's hand, continuously stacking curse seals.

However, Di Nian Evil Spirit's situation was equally grim.

Each burst of power caused Di Nian's Evil Spirit body to disintegrate and reassemble; dark red muscle fibers tore open, spraying blood droplets, only to be smoothed over a second later by even more violent energy.

The Temple Guardian's body trembled during the battle, an emotion not naturally generated.

Instead, it was emotional damage inflicted by Di Nian Evil Spirit through the rules of the Demon Seed; for the first time in battle, it felt an emotion named "fear."

Looking into Di Nian Evil Spirit's pupils, which burned with blood-colored flames, it saw a desire for destruction so pure it reached the extreme, a resolve that made its very soul tremble.

It seemed... it wanted to take the entire world down with it as a funeral offering.

When the blood blade sliced through its throat, the Temple Guardian could clearly hear the sound of its own cervical vertebrae shattering.

Its vision began to blur, and the light of the bone lamp dimmed accordingly.

Using its last shred of strength, the Temple Guardian blasted Di Nian Evil Spirit away, then imposed its will upon the bone lamp, unlocking the shackles of civilization and branding Di Nian Evil Spirit with the "Mark of Destruction."

Hum!

The bone lamp suddenly erupted with a brilliance surpassing anything before.

The remaining sparks of fire instantly reignited, transforming into ten thousand streaks of flowing light that gushed forth from the lamp's walls.

Those were the lingering souls of ten thousand civilizations devoured by the bone lamp.

All the sacrificed characteristics of civilizations broke free from their constraints at this moment, forming an energy torrent spanning heaven and earth, sweeping toward Di Nian Evil Spirit like a river bursting its banks.

Within the torrent, the faint illusions of countless civilization tombstones appeared and disappeared, shattering rapidly.

Di Nian Evil Spirit tried to swing its blade to break through the obstruction and deliver the final blow to the Temple Guardian, but suddenly felt the power of the Divine Eye within its body fluctuate even more violently.

It immediately let out a painful roar; the blood blade slipped uncontrollably from its hand, turning into points of light and vanishing into the air.

Its body could no longer withstand the sublimation of the Divine Eye's power.

The tentacles generated on its back cracked inch by inch, dark red energy gushing wildly from the wounds to form a massive energy vortex outside its body.

When the torrent of ten thousand civilizations crashed into Di Nian Evil Spirit, it could even see the flickering memories of civilizations within every streak of light.

There were engineers weeping, sorcerers cursing, warriors roaring... those resentments that the Stele Abyss Clan regarded as nutrients had now become the sharpest blades, slicing through its body.

But these emotions could not affect Di Nian Evil Spirit's consciousness in the slightest.

It tried to raise its arm to continue striving forward, only to find its limbs gradually losing sensation.

The power of the Divine Eye exploded within its body with a thunderous boom, like countless bombs detonating simultaneously, attempting to tear it apart from the inside.

Just as its body was about to explode.

An inexplicable power suddenly surged from within Di Nian Evil Spirit, rapidly drawing out the remaining power of the Divine Eye and letting it dissipate into the air.

The power of the Divine Eye transformed into blood-colored light points dancing across the sky, like a grand funeral.

At this moment, Di Nian Evil Spirit froze.

A familiar voice then rang out in its mind:

"I anticipated long ago that you were a warrior at your core, so I planted a release node within Mother's energy circuitry... In short, Di Nian... you must survive. Go see the peak of the Monster World for me; this is our new agreement."

The one who understood it best was, ultimately, Evil Eye.

But this time, it could offer no response.

At this moment, the crisis had not yet been resolved.

Within the torrent gathered from ten thousand civilizations, civilization warriors were constantly being birthed; following the Temple Guardian's commands, they charged at it.

Witnessing this scene from afar, the Four Bullies acted in unison.

Manipulating the remaining Black Black Tide particles surrounding the High Tower to generate evil influences, they converged them before Di Nian Evil Spirit into a Black Black Tide torrent, attempting to resist the invasion of the civilization legion.

Behind them, the Temple Guardian was nearing the end of its oil and extinguishing lamp; half of its body had vanished, and it clutched its severed neck with one hand.

Looking at Di Nian Evil Spirit, who could no longer fight, a hint of madness surfaced in its eyes.

The released civilization legion was its final strength; if it could not be stopped, it would surely die.

This was its final strike.

The Four Bullies also let out roars at this moment.

The Black Black Tide controlled by Ghost Tooth continuously birthed pitch-black tentacles that wove a dense net in mid-air, forming a defensive barrier.

This protected Di Nian Evil Spirit, which was still struggling below, trying to rise.

The calamity-type torrent generated by Iron Spine took the forefront, colliding head-on with the civilization warriors.

The plague-type units controlled by Rotten Heart continuously spewed poisonous mist, creating a negative force field in an attempt to restrict the civilization warriors' offensive.

But these defensive measures were utterly unable to reverse the defeat.

"Your Majesty, I f*** your mother!"

Ghost Tooth cursed foully at this moment, its projection on the High Tower platform looking as if its eyes were about to split from rage.

In the Black Black Tide Legion, the strong are revered.

And Di Nian Evil Spirit was the first contemporary warrior they genuinely admired from the bottom of their hearts.

The four words "Boss Di Nian" were their honorific title for it.

"Hold on, everyone! Give Boss Di Nian time to retreat," Blood Pattern urged anxiously at this moment as well.

Before the battle began, all they had obtained was the secondary authority of the High Tower.

After Evil Eye's death, only Di Nian Evil Spirit possessed the authority to connect with the High Tower and utilize the Evil Moon to open a teleportation.

What they needed to do now was buy time, allowing Di Nian Evil Spirit to recover so it would have time to activate the authority.

"Damn it," Iron Spine cursed angrily, diverting a portion of Black Black Tide energy into Di Nian Evil Spirit's body in an attempt to heal its injuries.

But the damage caused by the power of the Divine Eye carried the effect of rules.

It devoured Black Black Tide energy like a bottomless pit.

Realizing this approach would not work and that Boss Di Nian had to recover on its own, they decisively withdrew the Black Black Tide energy to continue fighting the Black Black Tide.

The two torrents were still colliding, but the situation was a one-sided suppression.

The Black Black Tide was retreating step by step in the Iron Face of the civilization legion's power.

If not for the Black Black Tide's backlash characteristic, allowing evil influences to rejoin the battle after death, the collision would have long ago become a sweeping, unstoppable advance by the civilization legion.

At this moment, Di Nian Evil Spirit lay collapsed in the chaotic energy flow, its broken body unable to move.

Watching the Black Black Tide, controlled by the four evil spirits, retreat step by step like waves battering a reef, it wanted to rise but could never gather its strength.

"Boss Di Nian... stand up quickly."

Blood Pattern's projection on the High Tower spoke with a voice becoming intermittent:

The footsteps of the ten thousand civilization warriors shook the space until it cracked; madness flickered in their eyes.

That was the final command carved with the Temple Guardian's life, after it had voluntarily shattered the bone lamp storing the power of civilizations, exhausting its own life in the process.

Looking at the approaching torrent of civilizations, Di Nian Evil Spirit felt utterly powerless.

The resistance of the Four Bullies had become a struggle in a desperate situation; the remaining Black Black Tide power was on the verge of collapse before the civilization legion.

"Heh."

The Earth Chanting Evil Spirit suddenly laughed.

It suddenly realized it had never felt a shred of fear toward death.