The God Of All People: My God Domain Is The Endless Abyss

While Pang Ze was still communicating with the "Magic Eye".

Chu Hao himself, in the endless abyss, is going on a very pleasant journey to the abyss.

In the seventy-fourth plane of the endless abyss.

A city supported by the mighty Devil is holding a monthly entertainment event as usual.

And the entertainment of this group of Devils who are keen on blood and destruction is naturally also related to killing.

There is a great gladiatorial fight going on here!

"Roar! Kill!"

"Hack him!"

"Kill kill kill!"

In the arena, more than a dozen gladiators were fighting fiercely.

Their races are different, some are Devils, some are hybrid Devils, some are some kind of intelligent abyss creatures, and some are even descendants of aliens who were previously captured and adapted to the abyss environment.

Each of the dozen or so gladiators wore rudimentary armor and held various shoddy weapons, but their appearance was frightening.

They are just like this, fighting together without rules.

Boom!

A corrupted half-blood Devil, holding the mace in his hand, chiseled the mace into the head of a native Devil amid the cheers of the entire audience.

Countless brains and blood immediately sprayed its body into bright red.

Woohoo!

In an instant, the Devil audience who saw the blood immediately cheered.

They shouted and laughed.

There are even some who actually lick the blood sprayed from the arena to satisfy their bloodthirsty!

It is worth mentioning that most of the audience here are powerful Devils.

Most of them are much stronger than the gladiators fighting off the field.

But that didn't affect their enjoyment of watching the game at all.

Killing yourself is not the same sensory thrill as watching a killing game you don't participate in.

In a way, watching such a game is even more exciting than killing yourself.

The fighting in the arena continues

brush!

A cold light flashed.

A juvenile hundred-armed giant with seven or eight arms was attacked by an enemy more than twice the size.

A long spear pierced through his chest.

Blood and minced flesh tissue appeared in this void like this.

However, just when his enemy thought he was going to win.

The juvenile hundred-armed giant stepped forward and grabbed the "little mouse" with five or six arms.

Immediately afterwards, amid the cheers of all the audience, this juvenile hundred-armed giant directly opened his bloody mouth and devoured the opponent in front of all the audience!

"!!!!" "!!!!!!"

In the entire venue, cheers once again overwhelmed everything.

On the rudimentary stand, Chu Hao, who was in a cloak, was smiling and watching the new fun "invented" by these Devils.

After seeing half of it, Chu Hao lost most of his interest.

Because of the divine fire, he naturally knew who the final winner was.

And when the answer comes, a lot of the fun disappears.

So Chu Hao at this time, ready to leave here, go to the next location, ready to continue his own journey to the abyss, observe and record everything in the abyss.

But at this moment, with his extremely keen senses, he suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly felt that a familiar but unfamiliar existence was slowly descending into this Devil-filled area.

Different from the passionate Devil creatures, this familiar and unfamiliar existence is so gloomy and cold!

Chu Hao turned his head and gently lifted the shield of his eyes.

A pair of black and red vortices slowly spun.

"How could it be this thing? Could it be it?"

Chu Hao did not leave immediately, but sat down again and waited for the end of the game.

There is one thing he must ask!

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As the last stick was knocked down, the huge body of the hundred-armed giant suddenly fell, hitting the ground heavily.

The flying blood and dust made the audience cheer again.

"Roar! Audiences! The winner of this gladiatorial fight is the damned mixed-race bastard, Ymir!"

The owner of the arena came to the center of the arena, pulled the half-blooded Devil, and shouted at all the Devil audience.

"When the next blood moon comes, the gladiatorial fight will continue, when that time comes"

Just as the owner of the arena was explaining, the Ying Family Ymir, who had killed more than a dozen enemies, had returned to the empty cage.

At this moment, he was kneeling in the arena with his eyes closed, holding his hands together, muttering something in a low voice.

And as he whispered, the environment around him suddenly began to change drastically.

The originally harsh environment began to become distorted.

The previous prison began to appear with various symbols and patterns of unknown meaning, and finally became crooked.

This distortion is not that kind of pollution caused by magic and technology, but a feeling similar to dimensional collapse.

In fact, if the senses are not so keen, or people with insufficient strength, they cannot detect such changes in reality.

Because in reality, it is not the environment around Ymir that changes, but Ymir himself!

At this moment, Ymir's strength is rapidly increasing with his whispers!

The speed of this strengthening is almost visible to the naked eye.

His body has become stronger, his will has become more tenacious, and his potential and bloodline, the upper limit has become higher.

And the continuation of the whispers also allowed new changes to appear in Ymir.

"Wow!"

Ymir let out a painful cry.

A wound suddenly exploded on his back.

And above the wound, the soul of an enemy he had killed before was screaming and being dragged into its body.

With the new soul fused into this wound, Ymir's body also became rapidly heading towards collapse.

At this time, more dissimilarities appeared in him.

The most notable thing is that on every inch of its skin, there are some special patterns and symbols!

These patterns and symbols cannot be explained in a three-dimensional form.

Because they are not simple planes and symbols, but some kind of cubes that connect several layers of dimensions!

Every symbol and pattern actually represents some kind of information originating from a higher or lower dimension.

It's just that due to the limitations of this creature, Ymir, this information can only exist in this way.

But even this kind of information is enough to make ordinary creatures go mad because of the harmful information after seeing it.

"Huh, it's finally over!"

Ymir gritted his teeth, finished the last prayer spell, and lay powerlessly on the ground.

At this time, he has completed a sacrifice to the existence of the ideal plane, and obtained stronger power through the soul of the enemy!

But just when he was about to rest.

All the symbols on his body have mysteriously disappeared!

And a moderate footstep, followed by a man in a cloak entered here.

The man took off his cloak, revealing a pair of eyes with black and red swirls as pupils.

"Hello, Ymir."

For some reason, Ymir felt a kind of fear from the soul in this strange man.

"Mind talk to me"

The man said with a smile.

"Did you communicate with the hidden existence just now?"

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