Chapter 395

The mocking laughter from the spectator seats continued, but Ma Genusi couldn't be bothered to care about them anymore.

"Since all legions have entered, the 127th Abyss Warm-up Tournament officially begins!"

His voice spread throughout the arena through spiritual fluctuations, instantly suppressing all the noise.

"The rules of the game are simple — eighteen legions melee, and the last surviving team wins the qualification for victory!"

With the announcement, the ground of the arena began to change.

The originally flat ground split and reorganized, forming a complex battlefield full of traps and obstacles.

Some areas turned into lava pools, some areas had jagged stone pillars rising, and some areas were divided by cracks, forming natural terrain barriers.

"Let the chaos surge!"

As soon as Ma Genusi's words fell, the seventeen "powerful" legions acted immediately.

Surprisingly, their first target was not each other, but pointed together at Nari's team, which looked the weakest.

"Solve the simplest target first!"

De Lai Er's fallen angels launched the attack first, six twisted figures dragging rotting wings and rushing toward the substitute puppet.

Their attack method was extremely cruel.

Any existence touched by them would experience the painful despair of faith collapse.

"It's over." Someone in the spectator seats had already started shaking their head:

"Nari's little toy won't last even a minute."

But just as the fallen angels were about to touch the puppet...

The substitute puppet slowly opened its eyes, the same calm light as Luo En's flickering in those pupils.

The next second, its figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

When it appeared again, it was already standing in the center of the encirclement of the six fallen angels.

"What..."

The fallen angel in the front didn't even have time to finish its exclamation before feeling an irresistible force erupt from within the puppet.

The puppet raised its right hand, five fingers gently pressing on the fallen angel's forehead.

"Rest in peace."

— Hunt Evil, activate!

The next moment, this powerful fallen angel began to decompose from the head down.

Not a bloody tearing, but an almost artistic dissipation.

Its body was like sand grains blown away by a breeze, gradually turning into light spots and being completely absorbed.

Along with the twisted soul within it, it also obtained a certain sense of "liberation."

The entire process was terrifyingly quiet; no screams, no struggle, only a kind of transcendent tranquility.

"This... this is impossible..."

The remaining five fallen angels retreated in shock, the fire of hatred in their eyes beginning to sway.

In the Abyss, the power to "purify" fallen existences so easily almost does not exist.

The mocking laughter in the spectator seats stopped abruptly, replaced by dead silence.

All the spectators widened their eyes, unable to believe everything they had just seen.

"That puppet..."

"How could it have this kind of ability..."

"This kind of restraint ability... it's impossible to appear among Abyss creatures..."

Just when everyone was still in shock, the attacks of other legions also arrived.

Kan Pu Si's dimensional rift soldiers launched attacks from multiple spatial layers simultaneously.

Their weapons crossed time and space, stabbing at the puppet from impossible angles.

Ke Luo's time eroders tried to drag the puppet into a death loop, letting it experience the pain of being killed and resurrected repeatedly.

Facing fatal attacks from multiple directions, the substitute puppet still maintained that transcendent calmness.

It raised its left hand slightly, and a flowing shield unfolded instantly.

Those weapons that crossed time and space collided with the shield, melting instantly like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

The power of time erosion was also completely isolated, unable to cause any impact on the puppet.

"This kind of defense..."

Ma Genusi's nine eyes stared tightly at the battlefield, the shock in his heart becoming stronger and stronger:

"Absolute isolation... this is no longer a simple defensive technique, but some kind of high-level protection..."

At the same time, that group of seemingly harmless musical jellyfish suddenly began to act.

The pleasant tones they emitted instantly turned into a certain terrifying frequency, acting directly on the depths of the enemy's consciousness.

Kan Pu Si's dimensional soldiers were the first to be affected.

Their bodies scattered in multiple spaces began to lose synchronization, and different parts began to perform conflicting actions.

Some soldiers' heads wanted to turn left, but their bodies were moving right;

Some soldiers' arms wanted to attack, but their legs were running away.

This internal incoordination quickly developed into complete chaos, and soldiers from multiple dimensions began to attack each other.

Ke Luo's time warriors didn't fare any better.

The frequency attack of the musical jellyfish destroyed their precise time loops.

The originally orderly death-rebirth process turned into irregular time turbulence.

Some soldiers were accelerated to the future, instantly turning into bones;

Some soldiers were dragged back to the past, re-experiencing the pain of death;

Others were trapped at the wrong nodes of the time loop, with different parts of their bodies in different time states.

"These jellyfish..."

Someone in the spectator seats began to realize the seriousness of the problem:

"They can interfere with the most basic operating laws..."

"Not just interference, they are redefining reality." Another more knowledgeable high-level awakener added:

"It should be that Nari performed power assimilation on them, but this should be something only the thirteen throne-holders can do..."

Explorer No. 1 also showed amazing strength at this time.

The dark blue energy patterns on its mechanical body suddenly erupted with intense light, and the entire mechanical body began to undergo high-speed deformation.

The original humanoid structure decomposed and reorganized, turning into a multi-functional war machine.

Six pairs of metal wings unfolded on its back, each equipped with different types of weapon systems at the tips.

The energy core in its chest began to rotate at high speed, and the surrounding space appeared slightly twisted due to energy overload.

"Target locking complete."

A mechanized voice sounded, but the sense of threat contained within made all enemies present vigilant:

"Starting clearing operation."

Six pairs of wings fired simultaneously, shooting not energy beams, but highly compressed chaotic aura.

Carola's plant legion bore the brunt.

Those seemingly powerful man-eating flowers and decaying ancient trees were as fragile as paper in front of high-concentration chaotic aura.

The plants affected were erased directly from existence, without even a chance for regeneration.

"Injecting one's own source into creations, controlling one's own power so stably..."

Ma Genusi's voice carried a solemn color for the first time:

"It seems that when I wasn't aware... has Nari already taken that step?"

The mocking laughter in the spectator seats had long since disappeared, replaced by an increasingly heavy atmosphere of fear.

Everyone began to realize that Nari's legion was definitely not what they appeared to be on the surface.

These three "weak" existences each possessed terrifying abilities sufficient to subvert the battle situation.

De Lai Er, Kan Pu Si, and Ke Luo, the three apostles on the side, were also observing the situation below with full concentration.

"Interesting..." De Lai Er saw his subordinates suffer heavy casualties, but there was no annoyance in his green-fire eye sockets:

"Nari is actually willing to publicly display her 'new power'..."

"Possessing this level of power, she is not afraid at all that we can see anything."

Kan Pu Si took over the conversation, his body parts trembling slightly in different spaces:

"But in any case, this is an excellent observation opportunity."

Ke Luo didn't speak, just observed quietly, time cracks appearing and disappearing at his fingertips.

On the west side of the arena, Alpha's legion, which entered last, advanced slowly.

"Mind Nematode" Alpha, the form of this sixth-layer indigenous apostle was extremely twisted.

Her body was woven entirely from countless silver nerve fibers.