EBE Chapter 3825 Attraction
Chapter 3825 Attraction
"Fang Heng, those lackeys of the God Clan have arrived."
Leaving the temple, Rodney looked at the dense cluster of holy lights gathered outside the Valley of Souls and couldn't help but feel a bit of pressure. He whispered, "What do we do? Just charge out?"
"Ah."
Fang Heng nodded slightly and pulled out the Howling Horn from his backpack. "Perfect, let's test the strength of this thing."
As he spoke, Fang Heng channeled his mental energy into the Howling Horn.
Instantly, a dark light appeared on the surface of the Howling Horn, and the intricate undead brand patterns inside were ignited little by little, frantically drawing in the power that Fang Heng had injected, as if swallowing a whale.
A very low sob came from within the Howling Horn.
Fang Heng then took out a bottle containing the source of the underworld and dripped the source of the underworld onto the Howling Horn.
"Om!!"
Having absorbed the power of the Netherworld Source, the entire Howling Horn trembled slightly in Fang Heng's palm. The countless undead imprints inside were instantly activated, and the dark gold runes on its surface slowly twisted and floated.
"Whoosh!!!"
The echo of a sob suddenly exploded in Rodney's mind.
Rodney's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took several steps back.
In an instant, terrifying underworld power gathered frantically towards the location of the horn, forming a terrifying giant vortex of the dead high above!
Rodney's robes fluttered in the wind, forcing him to take several steps back.
In a short moment, the vortex of the dead rapidly expanded and grew larger. The space at the edge of the vortex was torn into black spatial folds by the power of the dead, and a giant tornado was formed on the spot!
Under the influence of the Howling Horn, countless undead skeletons slowly crawled out from beneath the black underworld. Gradually, flying creatures such as bone dragons and undead demons began to gather from afar, hovering around the tornado.
Most of the undead creatures in the underworld were drawn by the call and gradually moved closer to the sound of the wailing horn.
Fang Heng stared straight at the giant undead tornado in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He now has temporary control over the giant tornado and the summoned undead creatures through the wailing horn.
While he was controlling the undead creatures, the undead creatures he was controlling also fed back a small portion of their spiritual power to him.
"The power of fun."
Fang Heng sensed the increase in spiritual power emanating from the undead and muttered to himself.
No wonder the Underworld Emperor was so confident that he could make a fuss in the Underworld.
Unfortunately, triggering the Howling Horn requires a continuous consumption of Netherworld Source.
Fang Heng raised his head and looked towards the distant Soul Valley, a hint of fighting spirit appearing in his eyes.
Let's turn the world upside down!
……
Outside the Valley of Depravity.
The people favored by the gods had just gathered here not long ago.
Upon seeing the defensive barrier that was now completely collapsing, everyone fell into a brief silence.
Was it done by Hades?
It should be noted that the defensive barrier outside the Valley of Sinking Souls was personally set up by the God Clan, and its defensive capabilities are extremely strong.
It seems that a small group of underworld gods is not capable of breaking through the defensive barrier in such a short time.
Is there an even stronger enemy in the world?
It's even possible that those previous gods of the underworld were also being manipulated in secret?
What should I do?
The chosen ones were filled with doubt and unease, and the elders in the group exchanged glances secretly.
If they can't even defeat the God of the Underworld, wouldn't they be even more helpless if they encountered an enemy stronger than the God of the Underworld?
The elder of the Chosen Ones pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Everyone, stay put and wait for reinforcements! The God Clan has also received the news and is on their way. We just need to block the entrance to the Valley of Sinking Souls and wait for the God Clan!"
"Yes!"
Calvin, standing in the crowd, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems the elders also had concerns and dared not venture into the Valley of Sinking Souls.
Yeah.
At least he doesn't have to rush in and actually fight Hades.
As time passed, more and more of the chosen ones arrived, and the countless summoned battle spirits formed a cluster of stars, illuminating the entire area outside the Valley of Sinking Souls.
Suddenly, one of the elders favored by the gods noticed something, turned around and looked towards the depths of the Soul-Sinking Valley, his eyes revealing a look of horror.
Many of the favored ones around noticed the elder's expression and looked in the direction of his gaze, their expressions changing slightly.
"Look! What's that!"
More and more people are looking up at the sky above the Valley of Sinking Souls.
A black vortex of souls appeared, and within half a minute, the enormous vortex formed a giant tornado visible to the naked eye!
The earth trembled slightly.
Undead creatures continued to rise from the ground of the underworld, slowly gathering towards the tornado.
The surrounding battle spirits immediately activated and began to clear out the undead creatures around them.
The elders, favored by the gods, remained silent, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.
What exactly is that thing?
Such a terrifying aura of the dead is gathering...
Calvin stared at the colossal tornado that stretched across the sky, his heart pounding wildly. He thought to himself, "Thank goodness I didn't go into the Valley of Sinking Souls to investigate, or I would have been in deep trouble."
While everyone was still in shock and uncertainty, beams of holy light pierced through the void of the underworld and fell from the sky.
More than ten members of the divine race slowly descended.
"Welcome to the race of gods."
Upon seeing this, the elders of the chosen ones immediately felt as if they had seen a savior, and took the lead in kneeling and bowing.
"Get up, everyone."
Elder Garrett took in the surroundings and his gaze was immediately drawn to the Netherworld tornado that stretched across the sky in the distance, and he was secretly surprised.
What happened?
What terrifying fluctuations of undead energy!
Just now, the Divine Court of the Rings, which is in charge of the affairs of the Underworld Clan, received an alarm that the barrier of the Valley of Sinking Souls had been triggered. As the guardian elder, he immediately led an elite guard squad of the gods to investigate.
It wasn't until he saw the terrifying tornado in the Valley of Sinking Souls that he connected the matter with the Underworld Emperor who had just escaped from the Court of Punishment.
But right now, the Underworld Emperor is still on Black Island, so who caused all this trouble here?
Elder Garrett looked around again, then his gaze fell on the kneeling Chosen Ones. He frowned and asked, "Get up, all of you. Tell me, what happened?"
"Yes, sir. We recently discovered traces of the God of the Underworld, but we thought it was just an ordinary god wandering around here. The guards protecting the Valley of Sinking Souls are too weak to confront the god of the underworld head-on, so they had to retreat and seek reinforcements..."
"When we arrived again, the outer barrier of Soul Valley had already broken. We dared not step into it to investigate, so we stayed here to guard it. Soul Valley remained quiet until a few minutes ago when the undead tornado suddenly formed."
Garrett looked up at the location of the undead tornado deep in the Valley of the Dead, his brows furrowing even deeper.
The Valley of Sinking Souls has been sealed by the Gods for many years. Before being sealed, the Gods searched it several times. Theoretically, there is nothing of value inside. Sealing it was just a precaution.
What exactly caused the giant tornado?
After thinking it over, Garrett decided to take some men in to check out the situation.
"We'll go in and check the situation. You stay at the entrance and keep watch."
"Yes!"
Garrett immediately led his twelve elite members of the divine race into the Valley of Sinking Souls, rapidly approaching the location of the undead tornado. (End of Chapter)