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Chapter 915 Sublimation, constant transfer

A mysterious pattern appeared.

It was condensed when he suffered great pain in the first nine levels of hell in the dream world.

With the appearance of the Demon King's Will Badge, Zhuang Wuming's will has completely shrunk and turned into this badge.

The pain caused by the fire of pain hit him crazily.

He gradually lost consciousness.

"I'm so tired, let's take a nap."

Under the wash of pain, he could no longer maintain his consciousness.

His mind went blank, and he completely lost control of his soul.

As time goes by, the Demon King's emblem transformed by will is slowly changing.

The structure of the devil's will is becoming more and more complex, changing from illusion to more and more real.

I don't know how much time passed, but Zhuang Wuming suddenly woke up again.

He regained control of his soul, but endless pain was still rising in his soul.

But he felt like he could endure the endless pain.

And then he noticed the location of the core of his brain.

There is a flat badge pattern standing there.

This flat badge looks like a thin crystal.

His soul was filled with endless black painful thoughts.

These painful thoughts impacted his will crazily.

He wanted to collapse his sanity, but the crystal-like badge of the Demon King's will remained unmoved like a rock in the sea.

There was a hint of surprise in Zhuang Wuming's eyes.

At the same time, there was a flash of joy, "I'm lucky, my choice was not wrong."

"To endure the pain of hell, what is needed is the sublimation of will."

Just a few minutes after Zhuang Wuming woke up, the scenery around him suddenly changed.

With a faint change in time and space, the fire of his pain for four weeks has disappeared.

When he looked around again, it had turned into a black sea.

Countless black waters drowned him.

A corrosive pain spread throughout his body and quickly rushed towards his will.

He looked around and saw countless souls of various kinds struggling crazily.

These souls are constantly being corroded in the black sea water.

The skin and flesh fell off, exposing the bones and internal organs, which were eventually corrupted into a pile of soul bones.

But whenever they are corrupted into skeletons, their bodies will return to their original state again.

It seems that there is some kind of power affecting their souls.

In the process of constant corrosion and rebirth, the soul will suffer endless pain.

And Zhuang Wuming's soul is constantly being corroded.

Pain came one after another, and shock swept over me.

But this time Zhuang Wuming did not lose consciousness.

With the emblem of the Demon King's will condensed in the fire of pain.

His firmness of will has at least increased several times.

Although he checked his data, their level was still 120 points, no change.

But the strength of the will structure has changed.

Zhuang Wuming suddenly realized something.

"All I see among the five major attributes is their quantity, but their essence can be sublimated."

"The sublimation of will is transformed into tangible crystallization."

"Then can strength, speed, physique, and endurance be sublimated to some extent?"

"After sublimation, can they cause some kind of qualitative change?"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming felt slightly absent-minded. He felt that the so-called attributes might have other mysteries hidden in them.

I seem to have made some kind of mistake by simply thinking that the strength of an attribute is determined by its size.

But at this time, he didn't have much time to consider these issues.

As the body was corroded, endless pain swept over him.

He focused entirely on his Demon King's Will Badge, resisting the invasion of pain.

The Demon King's Will Badge, which was condensed under the fire of pain, began to slowly change under the corrosion of the corrosive water.

Different pains have different effects on the will of the Demon King's Badge.

Time passes minute by minute, and I don’t know how much time has passed in the blink of an eye.

The pain caused by the decaying water is quickly fading and becoming bearable.

When the influence of the decaying water on Zhuang Wuming's will was reduced to the minimum, the time and space around him changed again.

Zhuang Wuming felt very strange. During the time he was suffering, he didn't see any soul like him.

All other souls are in a constant cycle of pain, and no soul will be transferred to other hells.

"It seems that my Demon King's Will Badge has played a huge role."

"It is like an introduction, an introduction that allows the will to continue to sublimate."

"Other souls do not have this kind of inducement, so they are never able to sublimate their will in pain."

Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming's heart became more solemn, "No way, the Demon King's Badge I got in the 18th level of hell can just be used as a guide to improve my will in hell. It's too coincidental no matter how you look at it."

With horror in his heart, he felt a big hand hidden behind the mist.

He is fiddling with his own destiny, as if everything he has experienced in the past is preparation for something.

This feeling became deeper and deeper, causing him to unconsciously feel a sense of fear.

"I'm just a small person, I just want to live a better life."

"Why do I feel like I'm getting more and more stuck in some kind of quagmire and I can't extricate myself."

However, this blind fear was quickly suppressed by Zhuang Wuming.

"It's useless to think about this. Let's get through the immediate crisis first."

"The terrifying power of the fate curse, I must destroy it."

"And the doomsday outside that has a will."

"The Master of the Fate Spell."

"My only advantage now is that the other party doesn't know it yet. I already know his true identity."

"After I received the favor of the five powers, the moment when I gathered the authority of the agent of Hades, that was the time to decide the outcome."

As he thought, the time and space around him changed again.

A black cold wind blew slowly, like a knife cutting.

Zhuang Wuming immediately alerted himself and looked towards Four Weeks.

Ice sculptures stand on the ground one by one.

As the dark cold wind continued to blow by, these ice sculptures turned into colorless powder.

Then in the powder, the souls slowly gathered together again.

After the soul is reborn, if they are blown by the dark ice wind, part of their body will freeze.

The frozen parts gave their souls an expression of horror and despair.

Zhuang Wuming looked at this scene and knew what hell was here.

"A frozen hell?"

A breeze blew by, and pieces of ice crystals began to appear all over Zhuang Wuming's body.

The pain began again, and I continued to gather my will in the pain.


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