Chapter 3250: The TargetEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Boom!!!"

The aura of Law suddenly erupted as the Beetle King charged recklessly toward an elder of the Kate Clan.

"Stop him!"

Over ten God-level martial artists simultaneously expanded their law domains, attempting to restrain the Beetle King’s movement. However, the Beetle King directly unleashed a far stronger domain power, violently pulling and disturbing the surrounding domain energies.

The domains became uncontrollable, shattering one after another, causing repeated explosions high above.

For a moment, the God-level martial artists looked on in astonishment.

The Beetle King had a special ability?

He could directly detonate their domains?

Below, Wu Yi’s heart skipped a beat as she watched the ritual site descend into chaos.

Huh?

Where was Fang Heng?

When had he disappeared?

At the very start of the chaos, Fang Heng had already entered spirit form, using a special infiltration method to slip into the lower layers of the ground.

The spawns had built at least two subterranean layers.

Fang Heng had just infiltrated the ritual magic array, approaching the lower right area, and took a few steps toward the magic array.

The Beetle King had arrived too quickly. The ritual array had not yet been completed, and the God Clan had not finished their descent summoning.

Fang Heng decided to lend them a hand.

"Whoosh!"

A rapidly spinning magic array appeared in Fang Heng’s right pupil.

On the upper layer, the patriarchs performing the ritual magic array looked slightly troubled.

The array, which had been near completion, suddenly came under some interference, accelerating uncontrollably.

Mental strength surged uncontrollably from their bodies, flooding into the magic array.

What was happening? Why was the array speeding up like this?

The Seven Races’ elders exchanged glances.

Not normal!

Someone was interfering with the array.

A Kate patriarch relaxed his perception, raising an eyebrow and said coldly, "Below!"

Huh?

"Boom!"

Immediately, two high-tier guards behind the elder smashed their fists toward the ground.

The punches carried the power of law, possessing terrifying, destructive force, smashing a deep pit beside the magic array.

The two leapt into the pit to the lower layer and immediately saw Fang Heng remotely accelerating the ritual array.

"Who’s there!"

"Humph!"

Fang Heng retracted the Eye of God, snorted, and quickly shifted into a soul body, retreating swiftly under their watchful eyes.

Who could it be?

Someone had hidden here and tried to sabotage the ritual array unnoticed?

"Don’t chase! Let him go! Protect the array!"

Hearing the elder’s shout, the two stopped pursuit and remained behind to guard the array against any further intrusion.

Fang Heng returned to the upper layer in spirit form, resumed normal form, and stood behind Wu Yi.

In the sky, the Beetle King’s scale armor exploded piece by piece like a frightened hedgehog, revealing a body seemingly stitched back together beneath.

Surrounded by over ten God-level scholars and dozens of half-God-level martial artists, the Beetle King had already entered the second floor stage.

With a surge of stamina, the Beetle King darted like a shadow through the defense net formed by the martial artists, leaving afterimages in his wake.

With each heavy impact, high-tier martial artists were severely injured and sent flying.

Fang Heng looked at the Beetle King in midair, his eyes flashing battle intent, "Hey, any potions to restore mental strength left?"

Wu Yi hesitated, then shook her head and said, "No. You’ve already taken the secret medicine. Your body has built resistance; it won’t work."

"Is that so? Never mind."

Fang Heng shook his head lightly and focused his gaze on the Beetle King.

Sensing Fang Heng’s attention, the Beetle King’s previously erratic movement began to slow, hovering in midair, eyes gradually fixing on Fang Heng in the crowd.

Their gazes met.

Tantalus, the Beetle King, squinted.

It was him!

He had obtained the Eye of God!

"Now! Control it!"

A Noel Clan elder noticed the Beetle King had stopped moving at high speed and shouted.

Almost simultaneously, dozens of high-tier martial artists formed a protective domain net around the Beetle King, shrinking inward to compress his movement space.

The Beetle King looked at the surrounding crowd with disdain, raising his hands and suddenly pressing them together in front of him.

Divine Ring!

Marks of the divine ring, unique to the God Clan, appeared on his skin.

"Boom!!!"

In the next moment, a terrifying force radiated from the Beetle King, rapidly spreading outward.

The shock collided with the outer domain protective net, detonating explosively.

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Chain explosions followed, the fusion ability of the Beetle King repeatedly striking the net. The explosions compounded layer by layer.

All the surrounding high-tier martial artists poured their mental strength into maintaining the net, sweat pouring from their foreheads, veins bulging, straining to stabilize it.

The explosions continued for dozens of seconds.

At the limit!

"Pft!!!"

Almost all the high-tier martial artists spat blood simultaneously, flying backward.

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!"

The central protective net shattered, releasing the accumulated energy ripples.

The berserk aura surged outward, instantly flinging martial artists and mutant swarms aside, leaving the center empty.

When the energy subsided, all eyes lifted to the sky.

The Beetle King was still alive!

Tantalus floated in midair, his damaged body slowly regenerating.

He slowly turned to face the Evil Clan team.

"Whoosh!!!"

Tantalus sped toward Fang Heng behind the Evil Clan.

"Step back!"

Fang Heng snorted, battle intent gleaming in his eyes. He tapped his toes lightly and darted from the crowd, racing toward the Beetle King.

"Boom!!!"

A figure flashed across the battlefield. The Beetle King was struck head-on, his scale armor shuddering violently.

"Bang!!!"

At the point of impact, a visible surge of spiritual energy erupted.

Both were violently knocked back, the Beetle King crashing into the ground and leaving a deep pit.

Who?

Who was that?!

All eyes turned to Fang Heng.

Seeing him clearly, the spawns’ consul’s expression changed.

Vampire? Fang Heng?

How was it him?

When had he appeared here?

Even more terrifying, Fang Heng’s physical ability was almost on par with the Beetle King’s, despite the latter having expended much stamina earlier.

This level alone was shocking.

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