American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 442 - 434 Leviathan Hell_4

The tranquil Notting Hill suddenly began to shake, fissures opening up at its base. Accompanied by the roar of an engine, the entire Notting Hill lifted from the ground.

Rock and soil were pushed aside by invisible hands, revealing a massive ship clad in silvery metallic armor, carved with intricate and ancient array patterns, the arrays flickering with the glow of rubies.

Even before the global sea level had risen, the people of Notting Hill harbored a vague premonition of dread.

So using the Eight Demons as a core, along with alchemy technology, various arrays, and modern technology, they transformed Notting Hill into a ship.

This ship, called "Noting," became their Noah's Ark amidst the floodwaters.

One by one, colossal wheels rose from the sea. In fact, the preparation of "Noah's Ark" wasn't just on their part—any power with a bit of strength was secretly preparing these life-saving behemoths.

The people of Noting had not yet settled their spirits, completely taken by surprise that Boston, such a bustling city, turned into a vast ocean in a matter of minutes.

The "Noah's Arks" gradually gathered, and the people who escaped death stood on the decks, staring blankly at the boundless sea.

At this moment, the grand ringing of a bell resounded in everyone's minds, and then they saw a vision.

A grotesque giant hand rose from the ground, while a host of gods led by Jesus set an array to trap it; relentless Dark Creatures surged forth, the priests guarding the array in grave danger.

At the same time, a torrent of information rushed into everyone's minds, and they suddenly understood the whole story.

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They had no doubt as to its veracity; after all, the facts were laid out before their eyes—from the riot of Dark Creatures to the flooding of the city.

Most importantly, they all felt an innate, revulsive presence that made them sick to their core.

"What do we do now, head to the Land of the Apocalypse?"

The name "Land of the Apocalypse" came from the information in their minds.

Everyone's gaze fell on Xu Changrong. Although in Notting Hill, Xu Changrong was not the strongest.

But his special status, coupled with his wise handling of affairs, meant he made many critical decisions.

"Of course we will go to the Land of the Apocalypse," declared Xu Changrong decisively, "but before that, we will head to the Arctic Ocean."

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Xu Yi ran wildly through the labyrinth when he suddenly halted, facing a cold, hard white wall.

He had once again reached a dead end.

A terrifying figure chased after him from behind, Jason's pupils burning with a cold flame.

The moment he caught up with Xu Yi, he pounced without a word.

His machete swung, each slash like the Grim Reaper's scythe, suffocating with its oppressive force.

Xu Yi counteracted with his sword. Their clashes shattered the very space around them.

"How many times has Jason died within the Gate of Truth? He's evolved to such an extent!" Xu Yi's heart continually sank.

Jason possessed the golden "Entries of Infinite Evolution (pseudo)," getting stronger with each death.

To others, the Gate of Truth was a dead end, but for Jason, it was a place of leveling up.

Probably the Gate of Truth, too, seeing Jason grow increasingly powerful, didn't want to waste resources killing him and thus released him.

Now, with the power of the Ancient God Mark as a buff, Jason's combat force was off the charts.

But what troubled Xu Yi even more was West, who was almost invisible on the frontline battlefield.

In Xu Yi's view, West's form flickered in and out of view like ripples on water, ghost-like.

West rarely made a move, but each strike was exceedingly lethal.

Compared to Jason, who was like a frenzied beast, West was like a venomous snake hidden in the bed, even more chilling.

Xu Yi found a weak point in Jason's onslaught. His power as a Subgod exploded, ready to slay Jason with one swing of his sword.

Just at this moment, an elusive disturbance descended, silent yet overwhelming. Xu Yi's swinging strength was reduced to half.

The Mysterious Realm called "Leviathan Hell" wasn't just a simple labyrinth, it was like an invisible undercurrent, constantly impacting the fight.

Caught in a triple assault, Xu Yi was like prey trapped in a snare, struggling in the throes of death.

Under such intense combat, Xu Yi was simply overwhelmed, not to mention summoning Silent Hill to leave this cursed place.

Jason's spider eyes on his abdomen suddenly shot a piercing black light, an attack he hadn't used before. Xu Yi, caught off guard, was hit squarely.

His body became petrified, unable to move.

Such an opportune moment, of course, West would not miss. He suddenly appeared behind Xu Yi, his serpent-shaped dagger piercing Xu Yi's heart in an instant.

Overcome by an infinite sense of weakness, Xu Yi had just regained mobility when Jason closed in. Xu Yi's head was severed with a single blow.

["Do you wish to use a 'Resurrection Coin' immediately?"]

Xu Yi chose "No."

Sitting cross-legged in the silent Resurrection Space, Xu Yi slightly closed his eyes.

This was already the third entrance into the Resurrection Space today, meaning he could only resurrect two more times at most.

Facing Jason and West, both enhanced by the Ancient God, and the strange Leviathan Hell, he really didn't have a good solution.

But he did not feel despair; his gaze landed on the array panel.

The "Entries of the Master of Time" flickered faintly.

Xu Yi had just noticed this when he died and came to the Resurrection Space; he could comprehend the laws of time, speeding up the acquisition of "Entries of the Master of Time."

"The understanding of the Divine Authority of the Master of Time must come from the Resurrection Coin!"

At this moment, Xu Yi was eager for the acquisition of the "Entries of the Master of Time." He had a premonition that this could be the key to a turnaround.

There was very little time to remain in the Resurrection Space, and he could not waste it.

He immediately cast aside all distractions and immersed himself in contemplation. Traces of the Power of Time enveloped his body, the aura of the years ethereal and vast.

On the array panel, the light of the "Entries of the Master of Time" grew brighter.

The unlock was very close now.