Summary of Chapter 1512 The Evil Avatar in the Rainforest (Part I) from The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 1512 The Evil Avatar in the Rainforest (Part I) marks a crucial moment in Liu Ya’s Novel novel, The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
“Golden light…” Caspian murmured.
In his mind, images flickered. However, these scenes could not be connected. He just felt a sense of familiarity with the golden light, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it.
At this time, more than a dozen shape-shifting demons at the scene came down with destructive power and poured down on the heads of Head Dog and the others.
“You’re courting death…”
In the golden light, the corner of Head Dog’s mouth was raised, revealing a mocking smile.
The golden light seemed to be boiling and rushed out of his wound. In an instant, it integrated Head Dog, Flying Eagle, and the others.
Swoosh!
More than a dozen magical powers, fire, frost, heavy rain, and sharpness, had fallen. The void was twisted into pieces, as if it had fallen into eternal desolation and chaos. But, the faces of shape-shifting demons in the air changed at the same time.
They felt that something was wrong.
An invisible wall seemed to have appeared in the mixed light and blocked their magical power.
Magical power that blocked the attacks of more than a dozen shape-shifting demons!
A beam of golden light pierced through the mixed light and went straight to the sky. The moment the golden light appeared, the originally chaotic, vibrating, and destructive void suddenly calmed down. The golden light seemed to carry a supreme thought.
Magical powers sent out by these shape-shifting demons were just a foil and could not be put on the table.
Looking at the golden light, the faces of shape-shifting demons suddenly became more and more ugly.
“Go! Don’t give him any chance!” Great Demon Ericius came to his senses and roared with a ferocious face.
With a buzz, the green light around him lit up the sky more than ten miles around. It was a ghastly green.
A fierce face suddenly appeared in the green light. With a roar, he opened his bloody mouth, revealing his fangs, and bit toward the golden light.
At first glance, it was as if a Primordial Fierce Beast rushed out from the void, carrying an incomparably strong hatred, about to devour all creatures between heaven and earth.
The golden light slowly spread out with a sense of calmness. The fierce beast’s face was so fierce that it could swallow the sky and the earth. Like a pale green sun, it attacked the golden light.
A large area of the void collapsed inward with a deafening roar.
“An ant should die!” Just then, a voice came from the golden light.
This voice was exceptionally loud and clear. It pierced through the clouds and entered one’s ears. One could only hear rumbling sounds and could not hear what it was saying at all. But, the words of the voice seemed to be directly transmitted into the hearts of everyone.
Not only did they let others know the contents of the words, but they also directly felt a towering and vast momentum, like a holy snow mountain that went straight into the clouds, or a deep and boundless blue sea.
The moment people felt it, they felt that they were extremely small, as insignificant as a speck of dust in the universe.
Time, space, and light, at the same time, seemed to have stopped flowing.
The world of reality stopped at this moment. It could only face the crushing force of the golden light.
The eyes of the demonic beasts were full of horror. As long as he was not a fool, he could feel that the golden light contained an extremely powerful divine thought. This divine thought was about to sweep them all away.
Caspian, who was hiding in the depths of the rainforest, felt extremely shocked when he saw this scene.
‘Why do I feel so familiar with the golden light? Where did it come from?’
‘Head Dog is a cultivator of Crape Myrtle Sect… Is the golden light from the Emperor?’
For a moment, many questions popped up in Caspian’s mind. But, like the group of demonic beasts, he was shocked and had no way to calm down to think about these problems. At this time, he was watching the palms wipe out shape-shifting demons in the air.
As for early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts on the ground, the golden palm did not need to care about them at all.
When the palm moved from mid-air, the void was constantly stacked and shattered, directly crushing early-stage of wisdom demons on the ground into blood. When the golden palm appeared, more early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts bled from their seven orifices and died.
The speed at which the golden palm killed the demonic beasts was as easy as wiping away the dust on the table. In a flash, all early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts were wiped out.
In mid-air, half of shapeshifting demons had vanished.
The golden palm moved to the mantis demon with a magnificent momentum.
The Mantis was in human form. Compared to the nearly ten-story golden palm, he was so tiny that he seemed insignificant. Just like the previous shape-shifting demons, even though he was holding a double-edged long saber tightly in his hand, the mantis demon was still motionless like a clay sculpture, waiting to die.
Just as the golden palm touched the mantis demon, a mutation suddenly occurred!
A gust of black gas with an incomparably evil smell burst out from the mantis demon and spread out.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness. Countless evil spirits rushed out, with gusts of cold wind and howls, which made people’s hair stand on end.
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