National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3509 Determination

"Someone's coming! Step back!"

Soon, after Fang Heng left behind the third Hellfire, he sensed the approach of the God Clan and immediately pulled Zane to hide behind a crevice in the rocks to observe secretly.

Patrick personally led five members of the God Clan to act together.

After the five members of the God Clan entered the 88th floor, they immediately went to the area where the seal had been broken.

Patrick's gaze shifted to the breach in the Holy Seal Chains, which had been melted by the power of the Eye of Hell. Seeing the hellfire still spreading and burning at the edges of the breach, he became even more vigilant.

Hell fire!

Fang Heng! It's him again!

That kid has improved his control over the Eye of Hell.

Moreover, this was not achieved solely through the power of the Eye of Hell.

The four members of the divine race who accompanied him exchanged glances and asked, "Elder, this destruction is somewhat abnormal."

"Yes, it's the power of the Eye of Hell."

As Patrick spoke, he formed a hand seal in front of him.

"Chichichi..."

A divine light shone in his palm.

Under the glow, the hellfire gradually dimmed until it was completely melted away.

The breach in the dissolved seal began to slowly heal itself.

“There’s more than one breach in the seal. We must repair it as soon as possible, otherwise the damage will gradually spread.” Patrick said, glancing warily around the room. He cautioned, “Fang Heng may be hiding in the shadows and could attack us at any time. We must not be careless.”

"Yes!"

Not far away, Fang Heng and Zain hid in the shadows, watching the group of five until they disappeared from sight.

Zain sighed, "This is tough, Brother Fang Heng. The entire God Clan is gathered together, and we can't find a suitable target to take action against."

"No rush, it's just for fun. Let's try a different target."

Seeing the members of the God Clan team leave, Fang Heng transformed into a shadow and sped towards the entrance of the 89th level of hell.

Zain followed Fang Heng all the way, and then followed him into the eighty-ninth level, watching Fang Heng leave behind streaks of hellfire in the eighty-ninth level of hell.

He felt he couldn't be of much help, so he just watched Fang Heng dash around in layer after layer of hell, constantly destroying the seals already completed by the God Clan and leaving behind burning hellfire. His movements were fluid and seamless, firing one shot and moving on to another.

That's absolutely awful!

Zain sighed inwardly, thinking that the position of evil god was better suited for you.

Judging from how difficult it was for the gods to repair the seal, Fang Heng is now destroying things with ease. If he keeps causing trouble like this, the gods definitely won't be able to stand it.

The fact that the gods encountered Fang Heng can only be considered their bad luck.

……

The ninety-nine levels of hell.

The sacred gate shines.

Under the influence of the divine realm, thick sealing chains continuously emerged from the sacred gate, reinforcing the seal on hell.

Damian, the elder of the God Clan who was in charge of the sealing mission, frowned and turned to look at the newcomer, saying, "The various seals in the upper levels of Hell have been interfered with to varying degrees, and the interference is continuing to expand."

"Elder, I've checked. Someone is breaking the seal. The environment in Hell is complex, and we can't find the culprit."

Damian seemed to realize something and asked, "Is it Fang Heng again?"

"Yes."

The members of the divine race who were leading the team fell silent for a moment.

They had dealt with hell several times before.

Most of the creatures in hell are arrogant and conceited, and once they reach a certain level of strength, they prefer to fight head-on. If they find that they can't win, they will at most run away.

How could someone like Fang Heng, whose strength has clearly reached a certain level, refuse to fight head-on or escape, and instead use such underhanded methods to harass and torment them, affecting their progress in sealing the source of hell?

Damian realized how difficult Fang Heng was to deal with.

Regardless of the methods used, at least the objective was achieved.

Their exploration of Hell was significantly delayed.

Suddenly, a member of the divine race rushed over and reported, "Reporting to the elder! A small team has been attacked!"

attack?

Elder Patrick's expression changed slightly.

Having already taken precautions against Fang Heng, and forcibly ordered the clansmen to act in teams of three, would Fang Heng still have a chance to make a move?

Damian asked, "Is everyone alright?"

"It's alright. According to the team members, they were ambushed by Fang Heng. They had a brief exchange with him, and it seems that Fang Heng was just testing them. After launching the attack, he immediately moved away. He ran very fast, and the team did not pursue him."

"Ah."

Damian nodded slightly.

The rule of not pursuing was established by Elder Patrick.

That's not wrong.

No one can guarantee that Fang Heng hasn't set a trap in hell; blindly pursuing him will only increase the danger.

"Humph! Arrogant boy!"

Even the most composed members of the divine race found it unbearable at this moment, their hearts burning with anger.

How many times has this happened?

Fang Heng always manages to emerge from the shadows like a rat lurking in the dark, constantly sabotaging their completed sealing progress. As a result, they now need to allocate a certain number of people to guard and repair the magic array in the upper area.

This is not the most terrible.

If this continues, as they delve deeper into the lower levels of hell, they will become increasingly scattered and unable to keep up with the rest, making them vulnerable to being led by the nose by Fang Heng, and even giving him opportunities to break through them one by one.

Some members of the God race have already thought of this.

A young member of the tribe stepped forward from the crowd and volunteered.

"Elder, let me go."

Damian looked at the tribesman who had volunteered and frowned, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting, Connor! Get out of here!"

Connor is one of the best among the younger generation of the clan, and is being groomed by the Elder Council. He is also one of Damian's personally trained disciples.

Coming here with the team is also part of the practical training.

Connor remained unmoved, still looking at the elder with a resolute expression, and said, "Elder, Fang Heng is indeed very strong, but I am not weak either, and I am best at tracking. I am the only one here who is most suitable for this mission."

"No, that's too dangerous."

Patrick shook his head in refusal, "Fang Heng may seem bold and reckless, but he is actually extremely cautious every time. Unless you are alone, he will not show himself rashly, much less engage in close combat with you."

“I am willing to act alone as bait to lure Fang Heng.”

Connor said, "As long as we can pinpoint Fang Heng's location, this risk is worth taking."

Damian raised his hand to signal Patrick to be quiet, then looked at Connor and asked in a deep voice, "Connor, are you ready?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Yes, go, and remember your mission."

"Yes!"

Patrick frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I will bring men to accompany and protect you." (End of Chapter)