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Chapter 3513: Illusionary RealmEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The hell creatures continuously fighting around, once they died, their souls no longer continued to merge and rebirth but were uncontrollably drawn toward the vortex.

The souls were sucked into the vortex and torn apart, scattering soul power again.

The power spreading outward merged again with the broken souls outside.

The vortex was like a huge millstone, constantly grinding souls.

The souls that escaped from the vortex and re-condensed instinctively feared the vortex and frantically fled away, but were still uncontrollably torn and pulled back into the vortex, reborn repeatedly and destroyed repeatedly.

”Hu...!”

Fang Heng felt as if a heavy stone pressed on his heart, and he let out a heavy breath.

A game hint appeared on his retina.

[Hint: The player had arrived at the Source of Hell, the player triggered the next tier mission, the player was feeling the power of the Source of Hell...]

Illusions appeared before Fang Heng’s eyes again.

The world before him seemed to rewind rapidly, retreating until it suddenly froze at a certain moment, then began to advance again.

The Demon Lord Exillion!

Fang Heng stared at the figure in front of him.

In the illusion, Demon Lord Exillion stood before the Source of Hell.

Behind him were the seven demonic seeds of hell.

Exillion slowly reached out his hand toward the lava flowing in midair.

A highly condensed power of hell was extracted from the lava and slowly merged into Exillion’s God’s Eye on his brow.

Exillion’s face gradually became grimacing; sweat flowed continuously down his cheeks, as if enduring severe pain. His muscles uncontrollably contracted and expanded, and his bones cracked; his body size gradually swelled.

”Go!”

After a moment, Exillion’s body had grown several times larger. He endured the backlash from absorbing the power of hell and retreated along the original path with the seven demonic seeds.

After a while, as the seven demonic seeds departed, the figure of an elder gradually condensed before the Source of Hell.

It was him!

Fang Heng stared at the elder.

He had seen this elder before in an illusion in the death realm, the one controlling the seven orbs.

Fang Heng strongly suspected this old man was Ymir, the creator of the Black Fog game world.

Gentle holy power spread around the elder’s body, forming a barrier that blocked the hell demons trying to rush toward him.

The elder slowly reached toward the lava of the Source of Hell.

The power of the Hell Origin was extracted from the flowing lava, slowly merging into the palm and gradually forming the third blood-red Hell Orb.

The elder frowned.

Whoosh!

Two round orbs circled in his palm.

Fang Heng stared fixedly at the two orbs.

The Undead Orb and the God-given Orb!

The two orbs and the rapidly condensing third Hell Orb slowly rotated in the elder’s palm, forming a strange stable structure that greatly weakened the backlash of hell’s power.

Fang Heng looked at the elder.

He suddenly realized that the power of hell and death were actually faintly fused in the elder’s hand!

How was this possible!?

Fang Heng tried hard to see clearly.

Huh!? God’s Eye?!

Fang Heng’s gaze focused on the elder’s eyes, seeing the God’s Eye on his brow, and he was momentarily stunned.

The fusion effect of the God’s Eye could fuse multiple abilities simultaneously to achieve a one plus one greater than two effect—for example, fusion of elemental wind spells and fire spells greatly enhances the effect.

This was just the basic application among academic disciplines; theoretically, different disciplines could also be fused and cast simultaneously.

He did not expect necromancy and Hell Studies to also be fusable!

The elder activated the Holy Orb’s power through the God’s Eye, using holy power as a fusion medium to drive the fusion of the two different powers of hell and death, thereby offsetting the backlash effect of hell’s power.

A terrifying control ability!

Fang Heng clearly understood the energy contained in the God-given Orb and Death Orb; to control them to this degree required immense mental strength and control ability.

So, Ymir was also of the God Clan?

After a moment, the Hell Orb condensation was complete.

The elder slowly raised his head and looked toward the high sky.

Fang Heng instinctively followed and looked at the vortex in midair, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Above the Hell Origin, a huge red vortex slowly rotated like a coiled serpent; berserk and terrifyingly powerful soul bodies continuously tried to escape from the vortex but were absorbed inward by the vortex’s power, slowly being crushed inside.

The shattered soul bodies merged with the existing hell soul bodies, resurrecting as hell demons.

”Vortex...”

The hell vortex in the illusion was enormous, and terrifying soul bodies constantly escaped from it.

But in the actual hell environment now, the vortex was less than one-tenth the size, and it could absorb external souls, unable to automatically generate soul bodies.

No, perhaps it was not automatic generation?

Maybe it was a passage!

Fang Heng stared tightly at the vortex and suddenly associated it with the red vortex he had seen in the death realm.

After building an altar around the death realm orb and triggering the Death Orb’s power, two vortices had formed on either side of the Death Orb.

Compared to the illusion vortex, it was clearly a smaller version!

”One vortex leads to hell, the other to the Holy Realm.”

Fang Heng felt he had grasped a clue and muttered to himself.

Looking carefully, a faint black aura seeped from the crimson vortex.

Although it was an illusion, he could not perceive any power fluctuations from the aura, but he had an extremely strong intuition.

Definitely no mistake!

This was the passage connecting the Netherworld to hell!

While pondering, the illusion shifted again.

The elder’s figure appeared in a lava-filled high sky.

The Hell Orb floated in front of him.

”Chaotic evil souls enter the torn hell, imprisoned in endless slaughter.”

The elder murmured.

The surrounding hell power rapidly condensed, forming a red shadow in midair.

The shadow covered above the Hell Orb, gradually forming a slowly rotating hell vortex.

Fang Heng stared at the gradually forming red vortex in midair. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

Imitate!

He understood.

Ymir was using the Hell Orb to create the hell vortex!

From beginning to end, everything he did was imitation!

The death realm was the same; hell was the same!

By obtaining part of the Source of Hell’s power to form the Hell Orb, he simulated the operation of hell through the Hell Orb!

The Netherworld was the same.

So the vortices he saw in the death realm altar and the current one were both smaller versions.

The vortex above the Source of Hell, seen in the illusion, was the original main body being imitated.

This explained many previous doubts.

Fang Heng tried to organize his thoughts and suddenly frowned.

”Boom!!!”

What?

The half-condensed hell vortex in midair was instantly blasted to pieces.