Ring!
Suddenly, Alex felt a stinging pain in his head. The ax within his consciousness was vibrating once more, forming multiple ripples.
He saw a ray of light, filled with life, shaking him awake from his chaotic state.
The Underworld tomb sent out waves of energy, so mystical that it could control one’s mind and soul. It affected consciousness, turning its victims into puppets for the caster.
“Hmm?”
“What’s happening here?”
“What’s inside my consciousness?”
When Alex regained his consciousness, he distinctly felt the ax chopping down onto the lingering energy in his mind. It helped restore freedom in his mind, but the energy wasn’t completely demolished. Hence, he was able to get a hold of it.
It was abnormally divine yet still contained some type of unknown energy. Dark and malicious, inspecting it was terrifying enough.
Alex’s heart jumped, then noticed that the golden boat headed straight towards the foreign divine mountain. However, the mountain was currently occupied in a battle.
The five hundred arhats’ power was tremendous when combined. The repercussion of their powers colliding with the Emperor of the Underworld was earth-shattering, slicing the void and universe in half.
Using his divine eye, he was able to see the ongoing battle inside. His eyes bulged from sheer shock.
There were multiple Buddhist-related symbols, covering the entire tomb with Buddhist sayings.
The emperor naturally didn’t want to admit defeat. The largest tombstone rose, turning into light-filled law power, slicing the arhat formation as if it were a sword.
This mere attack somehow broke the formation, despite having five hundred arhats within. One-fifth of the arhats had been injured by this light and fell back from the impact.
Revealer Maha personally came out to fight as well, standing right behind the arhats.
“Argh!”
“Rise!” Alex yelled, using his divine power.
A gigantic palm descended from the skies and got hold of the golden boat, lifting it up into the air. A tidal wave over a hundred meters tall was underneath them, filled with endless energy from the sea, rushing from afar.
If Alex couldn’t grab the boat in time, this mindless group would have been whisked away by the tsunami. No one could predict the future after all. Even if they didn’t die from the tsunami, there was no way of ensuring that they wouldn’t encounter people with malicious intent or bone demons.
However, none of them were able to break free from the tomb’s control. They only managed to dodge the tsunami as they were all inside of the boat. Without their consciousness, they were subconsciously under the emperor’s control. They were all trying to rush towards the tomb, wanting to contribute as free labor.
“Wake up, all of you!” Alex was panicking. He couldn’t possibly let any of this continue.
On the other hand, Dorothy and the others didn’t want to listen to his orders. After their movements were restricted, these people started fighting the large divine palm that Alex summoned.
They tried to force themselves out so that they could help out the tomb.
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