Become a full-time hunter and become the Supreme Will - Chapter 683

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The frightened god’s body instantly disintegrated, turning into a withered petal flying around.

Directly pulling consciousness out of Wandering Emperor’s spiritual world.

It wanted to run!

Long snapped his fingers again, and a vast blizzard suddenly enveloped the glacier, rolling towards the god’s collapsed and messy sea of ​​flowers.

But it seemed that the cage formed by the wind and snow could not trap the ashes that gradually turned from petals into powder and disappeared.

“Okay.”

Long’s eyes lit up and couldn’t help saying.

He wanted to use the power of the soul to cut off the connection between the god’s remnant and the main body, but he didn’t expect it to escape.

This shows that the god’s attainments in the soul… at least the strongest that Long had seen since he wandered through several worlds.

The next second, Long’s thoughts returned to the main body and came to reality.

With a plop, the body of the dragon-level monster Wandering Emperor had become stiff and lifeless, and fell to the ground like a hard object.

But at least he kept his body intact, otherwise if the god recovered his power normally, his death would be quite miserable.

Long closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and smiled after a while.

He locked the location of the target’s dimension.

The space where the god hides, Tianzhiyanhu.

Then, he inserted his hand into the void and pulled hard.

The space was filled with countless lights and shadows in an instant, like an open book, turning a large number of pages in the blink of an eye, and each page represented a space. Until a few seconds later, Long’s hand stopped… A “black hole” appeared in front of him.

“This is the so-called Tianzhiyanhu, the dimensional door.”

With a smile, Long stepped in and stepped into the opened space-time gap.

There was endless darkness inside, without any light or shadow.

But the strange thing is that this space is obviously filled with black, and the naked eye can hardly see anything, and can’t distinguish anything… But you can clearly “see” a huge human figure curled up in the center of the black curtain.

It was like a person hugging his legs, burying his head in his knees, sitting on the ground.

When Long came in, the god raised his head, and in an instant… the originally dark space was radiant with light, like the Big Bang of the universe, giving rise to all things, and finally the earth and the sky appeared.

“How could you… find this place…”

The god looked at the human being who was treading in the air, and was in doubt.

“I knew you would run away, so I deliberately let you slip away from his spiritual world, for… naturally your body.” Long smiled slightly.

“…”

The god was silent for a while, “Which world are you from… How did you achieve this life form? All along, what we pursue is to descend on the earth and achieve planetary-level perfect life forms… just like you.”

“Tell me, how did you do it?”

“Ordinary flesh and blood can’t bear such a powerful thought as yours…”

The words of the god carried an unconcealable desire.

“Don’t confuse me with you… Although in the final analysis, my coming to this ‘world’ is also a kind of possession, but my body and flesh are also formed by self-cultivation step by step, and they are very different from yours.”

Oboro laughed, “It’s too cheap for you to try to control others with consciousness, nourish them slowly… and then use flesh and blood as shells to pick up ready-made ones.”

“I only believe in myself.”

After speaking, Oboro glanced at the gods again, with a cunning look, “It seems that you have been trying and failing since the ancient times of the earth?”

“…”

“Could it be that there is a human who is stopping you in every era?”

Oboro raised his eyebrows.

He thought of Saitama.

If human willpower can be inherited… then everything can be explained.

Looking at all the worlds he knows, whether it is full-time, Demon Slayer, or One Piece, this seems to be the ‘common template’ of Japanese comics, will inheritance.

Tofuku, Netero… and then Gon’s generation.

Demon Slayer is from Yoichiro to Tanjiro.

The pirates are Joy Boy… They are all the same.

Perhaps, in One Punch Man, Saitama doesn’t know which generation he is…

The way each generation presents its power may be different, but the fate or trajectory is the same.

“It is indeed possible… In the past, you appeared on Earth, and there are corresponding murals or ancient monuments… But I don’t know since when, your path was cut off.” Oboro nodded.

After seeing the true body of the god, the other party’s consciousness was so strong that it could block his soul exploration.

Therefore, Oboro could no longer read the memory.

These are just his guesses.

“Well… It is also possible that you feed on the human spirit and have grown to the present after a long time. In other words, the so-called gods and beliefs are actually created by humans… It’s just that after you have your own will, you want to turn the tables and use human desires… Prepare to invade reality from nothingness. But after being discovered by humans, you were stopped…” Oboro touched his chin and muttered again. In any case, there must be a “protagonist” character like Saitama who appears as a human being.

“It doesn’t matter… It has nothing to do with me anyway.”

After a while, Long laughed dumbly.

Why bother to think about these meaningless things.

His purpose was just to take the god away… as a specimen.

The consciousness of the god is very powerful. Long only had a thought, and the god in front of him sensed the malice.

It saw through that this human was going to kill it in some way.

So, after Oboro smiled and murmured, suddenly, the sky above his head darkened, and a huge fist fell from the sky and came back to him.

It was like a meteorite flying down from the universe.

The power was amazing!

Oboro raised his head, and the smile on his face suddenly withdrew.

His eyes were cold.

The next second, the soul power that rolled like a tsunami erupted completely with him as the center, sweeping across the world.

A big hand condensed by gray soul power like smoke suddenly rose up and held the fist of the god.

“You are a form of soul, in this special space… you are the master.”

“But unfortunately, I have already said… as a soul life, I am invincible.”

Oboro said word by word.

In fact, his previous strategy to deal with Saitama was also inspired by the gods.

Because in the original work, Saitama and the gods had a fierce battle.

Oboro thought back to this battle carefully. When fighting with Saitama, the god was like a physical entity… The power was so terrifying that from the battle scene, it seemed that Saitama was forced into a certain situation. But in other chapters or plots related to the god, the god was just a spiritual idea and could not appear on Earth.

But why can it be done to this extent… It is probably related to the space where it exists, that is, Tian No Iwato.

A special dimension.

Therefore, when fighting with Saitama, Oboro used the space and soul field to create a special battlefield similar to Tian No Iwato.

And now, they came to the real Tian No Iwato.

As the master here, the god got the amplification and buff… Correspondingly, as a “kind”, Oboro benefited equally.

As soon as the words fell, a huge chain was thrown out in the surging sea of ​​souls, entangled with the god’s torso.

And along with the chain, the blazing nether fire burned up, instantly covering the god’s body, turning him into a fire man.

“Ahhhhh!”

The whole space was filled with the god’s painful wails and screams.

The damage he caused to the god was all ‘real damage’, which could not be avoided or resisted.

It was a lethal force that could really touch its root.

“What a good experimental subject… If I only take one away, the World Will Tree shouldn’t mind…”

“Anyway, there are more than one so-called god, there are many.”

“Besides, if I don’t take him away, he will die in the hands of the bald man sooner or later…”

Long looked at the god whose body fell down with a bang and was dragged over by Thresh’s chain, with no power to resist, and raised the corner of his mouth.

Muttered to himself.