National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3517 Superposition

A look of disbelief flashed in Patrick's eyes as he stared intently at Fang Heng.

so horrible!

His strength has improved significantly compared to two days ago!

Could it be related to the source of hell?

Moreover, Fang Heng looked ferocious at this moment, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely violent, indicating that he had not yet fully mastered this power.

"Chase!"

Patrick, with his rich combat experience, noticed that Fang Heng's physical condition was somewhat abnormal and felt that this was a great opportunity to kill him. So he shouted and led more than ten members of the God Clan to chase after Fang Heng.

"boom!!!"

Hughes slammed his body against the rock wall behind him, his eyes bloodshot, and slammed his fist into the rock wall in anger before chasing after Patrick and his group again.

Besides anger, a sense of fear had begun to creep into his heart.

Through repeated encounters with Fang Heng, he discovered that Fang Heng's strength was rapidly increasing. At the beginning, he could crush Fang Heng as easily as crushing a slightly larger ant, but now he found that he could no longer stop Fang Heng's momentum.

Damian continued to manipulate the Holy Gate, watching Patrick and his group chase after Fang Heng, before refocusing his gaze on the hellish lava flowing down from the high-altitude vortex.

Fang Heng is an unstable factor.

It's good that they've driven them away.

I never imagined that after so much time, the source of hell would have weakened to this extent.

Yeah.

Take this opportunity to seal it away completely!

Damian slowly stretched out his hands, gradually forming a mark in front of him.

Chains overflowing from the Holy Gate slowly coiled around the Source of Hell, their hissing heat radiating as they clung to the surface of the Source of Hell, layer upon layer of holy seals.

Huh? wrong!

Damian raised an eyebrow.

The power of the source of hell is weaker than it appears. Because of this weakness, the intrusion of divine power is much easier than expected, greatly increasing the speed at which the source of hell is sealed.

However, this weakness is not caused by the gradual depletion that cannot be replenished over time, but rather by being extracted by someone in a very short period of time.

Could it be Fang Heng?

Damian's gaze involuntarily shifted to the direction Fang Heng had fled.

Judging from his appearance just now, it really does seem like he absorbed a portion of the power of the source of hell.

Damian suppressed his unease and focused his mind on controlling the Gates of Heaven.

In short, we must first complete the sealing of the remaining power of the source of hell.

……

Meanwhile, Patrick, along with his group of gods, continued their pursuit of Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng! You can't escape!"

Patrick raised his hand and unleashed several more beams of holy light toward Fang Heng.

Fang Heng's figure suddenly transformed into hellfire in mid-air, flashing continuously to evade the attack, and then he ran forward again to escape.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can run!"

Patrick noticed that Fang Heng was only trying to escape, which made him even more certain that Fang Heng was not in good condition. So he stuck to him and kept entangled with him to wear him down.

This might be an opportunity to get rid of him completely!

Fang Heng clenched his teeth.

Controlling the excessive absorption of the source of hell within his body consumed a tremendous amount of his strength.

He had planned to use his spatial abilities and hellfire to quickly teleport away, but the people of the God Clan behind him seemed to have taken some wrong medicine and were relentlessly pursuing him.

Fang Heng fled all the way, enduring the uncontrollable hellish power that was about to erupt within him, until he entered the seventy-seventh level of hell.

Still chasing?

It is already a hellish environment that has not been sealed by the divine.

Fang Heng felt he was about to reach his limit and had to slow down. He suddenly turned around to look at everyone, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Annoying guy!

Now that we've already tracked them down this far, we can't hold onto the excess Hell Source power we've absorbed anyway.

Come on then!

A head-on battle!

"call out!!!"

Fang Heng suddenly stopped.

Seeing that Fang Heng was no longer trying to escape, Patrick became even more vigilant. With a wave of his hand, the members of the God Clan immediately dispersed in various directions, subtly surrounding Fang Heng.

The entire divine race gathered and released their divine domains, forming a visible dark golden domain barrier around Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng, under the Holy Light, all your struggles are in vain. Seal your power and accept judgment. This is your last chance."

"Heh..." Fang Heng stared coldly at Patrick, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Judgment? You think you can judge me?"

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

Patrick raised his hand.

The members of the God Clan unleashed their Holy Impact upon Fang Heng, who was surrounded in the center.

A dense beam of holy light blasted toward Fang Heng in the center.

Fang Heng's figure frequently transformed into hellfire and disappeared into space, avoiding most of the piercing attacks of the holy light.

Previously, Connor had left a divine mark on Fang Heng, so that at such close range, all the gods could clearly pinpoint Fang Heng's location and surround him in the center, constantly attacking and wearing him down from a distance.

Patrick stared at Fang Heng, who was dodging back and forth, and said patiently, "Let's see how long you can hide."

"call out!"

Fang Heng suddenly reappeared in the center, his left eye bloodshot, staring at Patrick, "Then try this move!"

boom! ! !

A terrifying hellish power suddenly erupted from Fang Heng's body!

The visible aura of hell rapidly dissipated, resonating with the surrounding hellish environment.

Fang Heng's left eye, the Eye of Hell, swirled rapidly.

field!

Door of hell!

All the holy beams of light that were heading towards Fang Heng were swallowed up by the dense crimson hellish breath within a few breaths!

The members of the God Clan surrounding Fang Heng sensed the terrifying aura of hell erupting from him and instinctively took a step back.

Patrick also stared at Fang Heng, a look of vigilance in his eyes.

It’s this trick again!

Not easy to deal with.

Although the Hell Orb was missing this time, the power of the Source of Hell was added, so the two released roughly equal power.

Huh?

Something is wrong!

Suddenly, Patrick sensed something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

what is that?

A dark, deathly aura emanated from the blazing hellfire phantom behind Fang Heng.

What is reflected in the phantom of hellfire is not the gate to hell, but the dark gate to the underworld!

An expression of disbelief crossed Patrick's eyes.

what! ?

Unlike before, Fang Heng summoned the phantom images of three gates.

A terrifying power of death surged from a central gate at the back, while on either side of this gate were two gates of hell that released the breath of hell.

How could two different forces, hell and death, have merged?

Fang Heng's right eye appeared, and the power in his sea of ​​consciousness was frantically drawn and poured into his domain.

He knew it very well.

This technique is far from being fully integrated.

It's just a simple superposition.

This was a special ability he had gleaned from Ymir in the illusion he had just encountered when he first touched the source of hell.

The Eye of God possesses the ability to fuse various attributes, but the powers of Hell, the Undead, and the Holy cannot be fused inherently. Therefore, the Eye of God is used as a medium to allow the power of the Eye of Hell and the power of death to be superimposed! (End of Chapter)