assistirfilmes Chapter 658: A Powerful Strike! Swift Resolution!
Chapter 658: A Powerful Strike! Swift Resolution!
658 Chapter 658: A Powerful Strike! Swift Resolution!
Just as the Will of Hell began to relax, the next moment, Sterl's tone shifted sharply, becoming fierce.
"This is the last time. There will be no next time. I don't want to see this situation again," Sterl said, his expression stern and his voice icy.
This wasn't a threat directed at the Will of Hell, but rather a warning—or perhaps the final ultimatum. This was a matter of life and death; he couldn't risk his life for Hell.
The Will of Hell paused for a moment, then replied, understanding the gravity of the situation. If something were to happen to Sterl, it too would be left helpless, isolated, and unable to stop the invaders as they slowly consumed everything.
Without needing any further prompt, the Will of Hell immediately revealed everything that had been hidden from Sterl.
It turned out that, even though Sterl had activated Illusory Dream and used all of his Dream Power to form the Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation to strike, it had still been just a little too late.
At the last moment, the mother body had successfully transmitted all information related to Sterl.
During this time, the Will of Hell had indeed tried to interfere, but had failed.
As for the details of the information—his aura, appearance, abilities, and everything else—the transmission was extremely thorough.
The Will of Hell had hidden this from Sterl, fearing that if he learned of it, he might become wary and stop helping Hell altogether.
After confirming the specifics of the information transmitted by the mother body, Sterl didn't feel the level of apprehension and concern that the Will of Hell had expected. Instead, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Because he realized that although the mother body had gathered most of the information about him, the most critical piece of information was still missing.
That piece of information was the Soul Devourer Sphere and Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes!
Sterl had used the Soul Devourer Sphere very discreetly, and aside from this instance, he had never used its soul-piercing power to attack, so it had never been detected.
As for Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes, they were similarly hard to detect, as they were a soul-level talent, silent and nearly undetectable.
Even if he had used them in front of the mother body, it would have simply been treated as a standard soul ability by the mother body. @@@@
It made sense. Unless he revealed it himself, no one could have known the exact effects of Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes, because they were truly beyond abnormal—something no ordinary person would even dare to imagine.
And compared to the other irrelevant information, it was Soul Devourer Sphere and Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes that were the true foundation of his power in Hell. The other factor was his soul strength, but the mother body had no way of knowing this. By the time it would have realized, it would already be too late.
"Continue, don't waste time. Open the next layer's passage for me. We'll press the advantage," Sterl said, his tone resolute, once his concerns had been dispelled.
From the Will of Hell's previous words, he had learned that, in theory, the layers of Hell were infinite. However, in reality, there were only one hundred and eight layers. Moreover, every ten thousand years, the Will of Hell would fall into a deep slumber, and with each awakening, it would have accumulated a wealth of new material.
Originally, Hell had only eight layers—those last eight of the one hundred and eight. As for the upper one hundred layers, they had all been constructed using the excess material accumulated during each of its slumbers.
This was a surprising revelation to Sterl, and it gave him an inkling that there might be some deeper, hidden secrets at play. However, now was not the time to explore these mysteries. The immediate priority was to deal with the invaders.
Having broken through the prison just now, he had destroyed the mother body with overwhelming force. In theory, even if it had been detected, there should have been no time for any reaction.
But the problem was—he had struck the wrong people. He had hurt his own allies!
After only a brief pause, Sterl shrugged it off. Injuries were part of battle. He couldn't waste time worrying over a few accidents.
His thoughts shifted, and with a motion of his will, he used the Soul Devourer Sphere to collect the souls of the creatures he had accidentally killed. After all, a kill was a kill. It wouldn't do to just let their souls go to waste.
As for the backlash from absorbing those souls, with his current soul strength, he was nearly immune to it.
He then scanned the battlefield. After his punch, which had wiped out a significant portion, there were still about four to five million Hell creatures left in Storm Hell, and five of them had reached the level of gods. That was quite impressive.
The reason they had managed to hold on this long under the assault of the storm was twofold. First, just like the Sixth Layer's mother body, the Storm Hell's focus wasn't entirely on this battle.
Second, the Storm Hell contained countless frenzied tornadoes, which harbored the power of Law. They were extremely powerful, and under the control of the Will of Hell, they formed a natural barrier, much like the Thorn Cage's thorn forest.
However, these storm tornadoes were much more potent than the thorny barrier's effects.
"Greetings, Lord Executor!"
After recovering from the terrifying aftermath of Sterl's punch, the five gods of this layer of Hell immediately approached him, bowing deeply in awe and respect.
The oppressive aura emanating from Sterl made it clear without a doubt—he was a powerful being sent by the Hell Ruler to rescue them.
As for why he didn't distinguish between friend and foe, they couldn't help but wonder if it was due to a reprimand for their failure in handling the situation.
The thought made the five gods uneasy. They had felt the immense power of Sterl's earlier punch, and if it had been directed at them, they knew they wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
Sterl gave the five gods a cold, dismissive glance, then immediately activated Soul Absorption. With repeated attacks, he successfully implanted the followers' mark into them.
Afterward, he couldn't be bothered with these expendable pawns.
His current priority was to end this quickly—destroy as many of the mother bodies as possible before the enemy could react.
In this process, even beings at the godly level posed no threat to him; they were entirely irrelevant and would only add to the casualties.
Once he had marked them as followers, he turned his attention to the Silver-white Torrent below.
At a glance, their numbers had surpassed ten million, with many elite creatures resembling Silver Mantis among them.
With a thought, Sterl activated Phantom Purgatory. The vast, surging torrent in his vision instantly froze in place.
Then, with a loud boom, all the Silver Spiders turned into silvery-white goo. Even the elite monsters suffered the same fate—once their souls were extinguished, their bodies also disintegrated.
"Heh... so they were trying to guard against me," Sterl sneered at the scene. This was clearly a countermeasure taken after the information was exposed, likely to prevent the soldiers they'd bred from falling into his hands.
But it didn't matter to him. Even these so-called elite monsters were disposable to Sterl.
With a wave of his hand, he collected all the goo and, in a blur, vanished from his position, heading straight for the location of the mother body.