National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3477 Body

Ignis, watching the scene unfold from behind, was so shocked he was speechless.

The highest-level combatants from Hell were cut down like vegetables in front of Fang Heng, with more than ten of them being wiped out in less than a minute!

The two Central Federation team members who had just arrived also had solemn expressions.

They couldn't discern the strength of the hellish demons, nor could they use that to judge the extent of Fang Heng's power.

According to the available information, Fang Heng is one of the presidents of the Association for the Study of the Dead.

They had never seen the move Fang Heng was using before, but they could clearly sense the surging undead aura in the hellish environment.

A spell that can alter the overall environment!

What surprised them even more was that they couldn't understand the undead creatures that Fang Heng summoned at all.

The creatures in the lower levels of hell have been affected by the chaotic hellish aura for a long time and have gone into a state of madness. They will not back down and will only continue to attack in a frenzy, and then be killed one by one by Fang Heng.

More than ten minutes later.

The entire cave fell silent once again.

The aura of death slowly dissipated as the deathly aura receded.

The vines of Abe Akaya began to slowly spread towards the ninety-ninth level of hell.

At this moment, as the surrounding atmosphere gradually calmed down, even the two players from the Central Federation could see faint streaks of red hellish energy in the air.

They stretched out in the air one after another, all pointing towards a certain direction deep within the cave.

The two from the Central Federation exchanged a cautious glance, then looked at Fang Heng and asked, "Mr. Fang Heng, is this red mist a guide to the hellish power you sensed earlier?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

The two from the Central Federation exchanged a solemn glance.

At first, they all thought Fang Heng was just being mysterious and that his real target was the Hell Sphere.

But now they're starting to have some doubts.

Could it be that Fang Heng and his group actually have other clues?

"let's go."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and continued forward, following the guidance of the red mist.

The entire ninety-nine levels of hell had been mostly cleared out. Abe Akaya spread out first, completely devouring the remaining scattered hellish creatures, so that the group did not encounter any other obstacles along the way, until they followed the red mist to an extremely spacious underground area.

Huh?

Everyone stopped.

Looking into the distance, a large, open area appeared in the lava space ahead.

In the center of the area, seven towering pillars, each about five or six meters high, stand out conspicuously.

Fang Heng stared at the pillar, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The placement of the pillars created an outer position for the magic circle.

All of Exilion's red mist aura pointed towards the center of the pillar.

Fang Heng turned his head to look at Ignis beside him.

Ignis shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he had absolutely no idea what was going on.

joke.

This is the 99th level of hell; the Mag tribe has no right to come here.

"I don't know, our Mag clan has never been here before."

"It feels like a ritual magic circle." Zane observed from a distance, shrugging. "Brother Fang Heng, you're an expert at this kind of thing."

"Well, let's go take a look."

Fang Heng agreed and continued to move forward.

Soon, everyone could see clearly the seven pillars and the physical body placed in the center of the pillars.

A giant whose body length is nearly 100 meters!

The giant was clearly devoid of life, but his body still possessed terrifying power, and layers of dark gold chains were wrapped around his body.

A chain seal with divine attributes!

Fang Heng stared at the giant's corpse, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and quickly exchanged glances with Zane and the others beside him.

Demon Lord Exilion?

"Wait a minute, isn't he a member of the divine race?!" Zane couldn't help but say directly, "Isn't the mark on his body unique to the divine race?!"

The gods have concentric rings of markings on their bodies, known as sacred markings, which are very easy to identify.

Fang Heng nodded slightly, observing the corpse. "Not bad, it's a member of the divine race."

Zain was confused and said, "But are the gods really that big? And the aura he exudes doesn't seem like that of a god, does it?"

The size of gods is usually twice that of humans, but this one is a hundred times larger, which is clearly abnormal.

Furthermore, the aura emanating from him was undoubtedly that of hell.

"And the seal on top." Gal landed beside the corpse, examined the seal on it, and said, "Your Majesty, it is a holy attribute seal, and the seal effect is still in effect."

I don't understand.

Everyone was just confused.

What do you mean?

Did you get the wrong one?

He is not the Demon Lord?

"At least the power that shattered the rift in hell did indeed originate from him."

The source of the surrounding crimson hellish aura pointed to this corpse.

Zane then asked, "How can we confirm that he is the Demon Lord Exilion?"

Fang Heng looked at Ignis standing to the side.

Ignis shook his head repeatedly. "I don't know. I've never seen the Demon Lord Exilion in person either, but according to rumors, his body isn't that big."

Zain scratched his head, feeling utterly bewildered.

They came looking for the Demon Lord, but ended up discovering a race of gods.

Fang Heng looked down to examine the massive alchemical magic circle beneath the corpse.

The magic circle has a strong hellish aesthetic.

At first glance, it looks like it's used to unite forces.

The two Central Federation members, who didn't quite understand what Fang Heng and the others were saying, didn't want to embarrass themselves by asking, but instead tried to contact headquarters using the communicator.

Unfortunately, the concentration of hellish energy was extremely high, and the communicator had long since become unusable.

The two men were assigned to keep an eye on Fang Heng, so they naturally had the ability to contact the Central Federation headquarters.

There's no need for that right now.

The two exchanged glances and decided to observe further.

While the group was discussing, Abe Akaya had already completely occupied a large area around the Ninety-Nine Hells, and then, coiled outside the Seven Demon Pillars, quickly formed a teleportation channel.

The passageway lit up with light.

Teleport?

The two from the Central Federation tensed up, staring intently at the teleportation channel.

The Eastern District Federation's Chen Yu squad emerged from the teleportation channel.

what?

Why them?

Chen Yu and the others waited on the 87th floor for a long time, but did not receive any news from Fang Heng. Instead, they saw Abe Akaya open the teleportation channel, so they tried to enter and sure enough, they saw Fang Heng and the others.

The team of over twenty people entered the ninety-ninth level of hell, cautiously surveying their surroundings.

Seeing the seven pillars standing around and the huge corpse in the center, he couldn't help but become solemn.

"Boss Fang, what's the situation now?"

Zane shrugged and said, "The Demon Lord has been found, but there's a small problem."

Ignis observed the edge of a pillar for a moment, then suddenly noticed something, turned his head, and exclaimed with delight, "My lord, I know! These are the Seven Pillars of Hell!"

"Ok?"

Fang Heng raised his head and followed the others to the edge of the pillar outside the corpse to examine it. (End of this chapter)