Chapter 378: Hunt the Evil!

The mocking laughter in the spectator seats continued, but Magnus couldn't be bothered with them anymore.

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

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

"The rules of the competition are simple—eighteen legions in a melee, and the last surviving team wins the qualification!"

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

The originally flat ground split and reorganized, forming a complex battlefield filled with traps and obstacles.

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

"Let the chaos begin to surge!"

As soon as Magnus's voice fell, seventeen "powerful" legions acted immediately.

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

"Solve the simplest target first!"

Drell's fallen angels launched the attack first, six twisted figures dragging rotting wings toward the substitute puppet.

Their attack method was extremely cruel.

Anyone touched by them would experience the desperate pain of faith collapse.

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

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

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

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

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 hadn't even had time to finish its exclamation when it felt an irresistible force erupt from within the puppet.

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

"Rest in peace."

——Hunt the Evil, activated!

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 turned into sand particles 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 fires of hatred in their eyes beginning to sway.

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

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

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

"That puppet..."

"How could it have this ability..."

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

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

Kampus's Dimensional Rift soldiers launched attacks from multiple spatial levels simultaneously.

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

Kro's Time Eroder tried to drag the puppet into a death loop, letting it constantly experience the pain of being killed and resurrected.

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

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

Those weapons crossing time and space hit the shield and melted instantly like ice and snow meeting fire.

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

"This kind of defense..."

Magnus's nine eyes stared tightly at the battlefield, the shock in his heart growing stronger:

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

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 enemies' consciousness.

Kampus's dimensional soldiers were the first to be affected.

Their bodies dispersed in multiple spaces began to lose synchronization, different parts beginning 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.

Kro'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 white bones;

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

Others were trapped in 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 could do..."

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

The dark blue energy patterns on its body suddenly erupted with scorching light, and the entire mechanical body began to deform at high speed.

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

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

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 threat contained within made all the enemies present vigilant:

"Starting clearance operation."

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

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 the high-concentration chaotic breath.

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

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

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

"It seems that without me realizing it... has Nari already taken that step?"

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

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

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

The three apostles Drell, Kampus, and Kro on the side were also observing the situation on the field with full concentration.

"Interesting..." Drell saw his subordinates suffering heavy casualties, but his green-fire eyes showed no sign of anger:

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

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

Kampus took over the conversation, his body parts trembling slightly in different spaces:

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

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

On the west side of the arena, the last legion to enter, Alpha's legion, advanced slowly.

"Mind Worm" Alpha, the appearance of this sixth-layer native apostle was extremely twisted.

Her body was woven entirely from countless silver nerve fibers.