Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 355

Chapter 355: Chapter 65

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Sui Xiong had been dedicated to studying and analyzing various powers and mastering various fields.
He had greatly enriched his research knowledge after he took in the information from the God of Sun on his deathbed. Over the years, he had basically mastered the most common domains in the world and was continuing to learn the powers of deserted domains.
As the most powerful God who had reached Great Divine Power from the Mighty Divine Power, the former God of Sun had made a comprehensive research of all domains. In this information, almost all kinds of domains were included, save for some particularly deserted domains, and almost all of them were elaborated in detail.
It also included the Death Soul and the domains which could be used to resist it.
This time when Sui Xiong was striking back, hundreds of his tentacles gathered the power of domains that could be used to resist the Death Soul!
The King of Death in Blood Bath had experienced hundreds of battles and was certainly aware of what was happening. He realized everything quickly and was very shocked at what he saw. He had seen lots of masters in his life. He had seen those whose positive energy rolled like mighty rivers and were very anxious to purify their whole bodies, but he had never seen such a person who could used dozens of different powers, each in conflict with the power of dead spirits.
What kinds of means was he using? What was the origin of this jellyfish?
The King of Death in Blood Bath also paid attention to the battle in which Sui Xiong had killed two Gods in succession, along with the battle in which he had bombarded the kingdom of the Master of Mystery. However, in these two battles, Sui Xiong had demonstrated extreme ferocity and strange spells that belonged to deserted domains. What he was showing now were profound powers that only powerful Gods possessed, which was totally different from what he had been like in the past.
Could it be… that this jellyfish knows how to hide its strength?
The King of Death in Blood Bath was puzzled, but his subordinates didn’t dare to hesitate. They urged the power of the dead spirits and the black flames to rise around them.
Flames were one of his typical weapons, and their power wasn’t the most terrible. The most terrible thing about them was that they were difficult to get rid of it once they burned flesh, unless the part of the body that was burned directly by the flame was cut off, like in Sui Xiong’s case. Otherwise, even a giant beast would be burned alive in a very short time.
Moreover, this flame could also turned all the living creatures that it burned into dead air. The stronger the opponent was, the stronger the power of that air would become. Many powerful subordinates of the King of Death in Blood Bath were created by him by using the flame to burn countless creatures and gather lots of dead air.
If Sui Xiong was burned there today, he would certainly collect an astonishing amount of dead air and perhaps even create a powerful subordinate.
The King of Death in Blood Bath’s lifelong dream was to set up his own organization and fight against the Grim Reaper. In fact, he hadn’t meant to resist the highest powers, but he was unwilling to submit to the the Grim Reaper, so over the years, he had been working hard to accumulate his strength quietly, waiting for a day to seize the opportunity to kill the Grim Reaper and replace him.
At present, he had trained several powerful subordinates comparable to the top demigods, but these subordinates were still not strong enough and could only beat drums on the key battlefields. If he could create a person who could attack in front and kill two powerful Gods in succession, or even defeat the subordinates of the powerful Gods, then he would immediately dare to attack the Grim Reaper and steal his clergy!
Thinking about this, his cold and rotten heart couldn’t help but become heated, and even the black flames had become red-hot.
Sui Xiong couldn’t think too much. Now, the idea of fighting surged in his mind, and he was trying to exert more than ten types of powers. Every tentacle with its colorful lights swept through and cut off the black flames, destroying it bit by bit. Just like he was cutting meat with a blunt knife, he was weakening the power of the Grim Reaper slowly.
The King of Death in Blood Bath deserved to be a world-renowned strong man. Sui Xiong’s three hundred and thirty-three spurred tentacles couldn’t even pierce the black flames of his shield. Instead, at least thirty or forty tentacles were burned by it. Fortunately, these tentacles were filled with power that could be used to resist the King of Death in Blood Bath, so they weren’t ignited by the black flames, which helped them avoid even greater damage.
Sui Xiong was stunned at first, then he understood the reason—if he scattered his strength, he would naturally become weak, but if he converged his strength, he could become much stronger. It seemed very powerful that he had used hundreds of tentacles to attack at once, but faced with the strong, did it not mean that he had spread his strength thin?
How stupid he was!
He scolded himself and quickly converged the power, each tentacle working with one kind of power. More than a dozen tentacles controlled different forces, each like a sharp blade flying up and down, and he fought with the King of Death in Blood Bath.
The power of the two sides was totally different; one was vigorous and complex, while the other was pure and accurate. It was difficult to tell which side would win at that time, but the buildings around them suddenly turned into ruins and broken walls as soon as they were touched by the power, just like the abandoned urban area that had just gone through a war. Moreover, there were also lots of black flames that danced like weird demons, cheering on the fierce battle.
Fortunately, all the followers of the Goddess of Harvest who had lived here had been taken away by Sui Xiong. Otherwise, although it was difficult to tell which side would win, it was certain that the followers would have died.
But Sui Xiong was blocked by the King of Death in Blood Bath, and he couldn’t save followers of the Goddess of Harvest who were elsewhere. Over time, they were eroded by the power of the Dragon of Chaos. A moment later, some people’s body suddenly became old and withered, falling to the ground and turning into ash.
Moreover, the power of the Dragon of Chaos was gradually raging in the Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, which was expanding like an abyss and occupied nearly a quarter of the whole Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest.
By this time, the effects of the ritual that the Dragon of Chaos had put into use had also started. This ritual had greatly accelerated his erosion of the Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, which was now advancing by leaps and bounds compared to the previous slower speed. It was very clear that the Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest was being eroded quickly, and if it continued at this speed, the whole kingdom would be totally eroded within just an hour and completely transformed into a chaotic world, like an abyss.
The battle between the Dragon of Chaos and the God of Justice was gradually moving in a direction that was bad for the God of Justice.
When it referred to forces, Yorgaardman was never weaker than the Dragon of Chaos, but now it was just his avatar that was fighting. Although with his ability, his incarnation wouldn’t be much worse than his real body, after all, it was just an incarnation, and the power it could store was very limited. In real battles, he needed his actual body to provide more power. Previously, he could still control the battle, but now, when the surroundings had been turned into an area like an abyss, he was greatly hindered in transmitting power from his real body to his incarnation.
It was like an internal combustion engine that needed to add fuel constantly when it was working. As long as the fuel was sufficient and the machinery wasn’t bad, it could run for several days without any problem, but now, the fuel pipeline was blocked. Although there was a lot of fuel in the tank, it was impossible to move it into the cylinder.
How terrible! If we continue fighting like this, in at most half an hour, the strength stored in my incarnation won’t be strong enough to cope with this intense battle!
Yorgaardman was very anxious, but he didn’t show his feelings on his face. He still fought with the Dragon of Chaos steadily without seeing any decline in his posture. Even the Dragon of Chaos was extremely stunned when he saw this and couldn’t help but doubt whether his means had worked or not.
Over the past years, he had used these means more than once, and every time, the effects had been very successful. No matter how powerful a God was, once they fell into a chaotic environment similar to the abyss, their power would be stagnated. Even if their ability wouldn’t be limited, the transmission of their power would be hindered, which made them feel weak, and soon, they would be defeated.
But this time, what was wrong with this method?
Generally speaking, if one found themself unable to fight a battle, one should have been nervous. However, Yorgaardman looked like a brave barbarian and seemed to be full of power.
Therefore, the Dragon of Chaos was more careful and paid more attention to defend him.
He was still confident about his own means and felt that as long as he delayed him for longer, it would work anyway in the end. He firmly believed that time was on his side and was determined to adopt delaying tactics. He would bide time until Yorgaardman was unable to exert his power, and then he would use a special skill to defeat him.
Thus, he started a little slower, which gave Yorgaardman more energy and time to send out messages.
He took the time to send out three messages.
The first message was sent to the Goddess of Harvest, telling her that the situation wasn’t good, and he was unable to stand up to it. What was more, he also told her to break through while he could still hold them off.
The second message was sent to the God of South Wind, who was the Goddess of Harvest’s best friend in the natural holy pedigree, reminding him to inform the Nature Gods to help the Goddess of Harvest breakthrough.
The last message was sent to Sui Xiong with four simple words: Wind tight, start off!
Sui Xiong didn’t know what the Goddess of Harvest and the Nature Gods would do after they got the messages, but when he received the message, he was frozen on the spot to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat.
What’s going on? Can’t my older brother still handle the situation ? Why did he suddenly send me message that says, “wind tight, start off”?
He even doubted whether his older brother had misremembered the wrong allusions and mistook the two countersigns “brother shoulder to shoulder” and “wind tight, start off.” After all, they had talked about this when they were drinking and chatting, and it seemed that everyone had been a little drunk at that time… Or perhaps it was possible that he had simply said the wrong countersign?
It was quite possible…
He muttered and slowed down his movements, so the King of Death in Blood Bath suddenly saw his opportunity and used his unique skill without saying a word.
With a roar of anger, the fat and fleshy body of the evil God backfired, covering the whole God’s kingdom.
Sui Xiong was shocked, as he had never thought that this guy would explode, since he was still fighting a battle. He tried his best to resist the surging force while cursing in his mind, “What the f*ck! He should have at least cried out ‘XX was the best or ‘XX Akbar!’ Why is this guy so unprofessional?!”
But at this time, alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind.
Terrible!
Sui Xiong used his whole Divine Power to resist, and a bright white light shone around his body, as if it had turned into a small sun that could almost wash away the blazing backfire.
But before he could exert his Divine Power to the utmost, a stick of black bone with a ferocious skull appeared over his head and hit him directly.