Chapter 961: Chaos, Over and Above Common Sense (Part 3)
writer:White      update:2022-07-12 14:50
  When masters fought, victory and defeat were often determined within a moment’s time.

  Even if the two sides were only a jellyfish and Slime, this was an unchanging fact.

  Though Sui Xiong himself did not realize it, the moment he showed signs of slacking off, Chaos could feel it right away.

  Therefore, right after that split moment, all he saw was a patch of blackness before him.

  “What is going on? Am I being consumed? When did this happen? Why didn’t I notice anything?”

  Sui Xiong immediately reacted to the situation. He did not spare much time to deliberate over the situation. Gathering all the strength in his body, he headed toward the outside of the Abyss, far away from the direction that Chaos was in and fiercely rammed into it.

  Though he did not understand how he could suddenly be surrounded and wrapped up by Chaos, at that moment, what he needed to do was not to let his thoughts run wild. He needed to break out of where he was immediately!

  Before Chaos executed any follow-up moves, he needed to break out and escape this place.

  With almost every ounce of strength gathered into this one hit, the black “filthy mud” before him was broken upon sudden impact. Sui Xiong successfully charged his way out.

  But the very moment he broke through the siege, what Sui Xiong saw gave him such a great surprise that he was almost dulled into an unresponsive state. He could not believe what he saw with his own eyes.

  He, who was supposed to be charging towards the outside of the Abyss was actually charging off in the exact opposite direction.

  And not too far ahead of him, that body of Chaos which was an amorphous subject that resembled a huge pile of filthy mud, had opened its huge mouth, evidently wanting to swallow him.

  “Impossible!”

  Sui Xiong was secretly panic-stricken, but his movements did not slow down at all. When the critical moment arrived, he demonstrated such an amazing explosive power that even he had to admire himself for. He used merely a fraction of a second, a time so fleeting that it could only be described mathematically, to change the direction of his power from charging forward to retreating backward. His entire body changed its direction, moving far away from Chaos.

  But he was still a bit slow, after all.

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  Dozens of arms that looked as though they were formed by condensing dark, dirty mud appeared in all directions. They were like a net that spread upon the entire earth, firmly grasping him so that there was no way he could escape.

  From these arms, there was an inconceivable amount of power. This power was way stronger than anything else that was felt in all the previous battles. It was hardly even a power that could be placed on the same scale.

  Sui Xiong, who had transformed into a huge beast, was naturally also a top-notch herculean warrior. Speaking of brute force, there was only one “Herculean Hagrid” from the 24 demons who even the gods feared, who was worthy enough to be his match. All this time, he had always had much confidence in his own power. This confidence level was only second to that of his artistic talent and aesthetic outlook.

  But in front of these arms of Chaos, he suddenly had this notion, “Those past thoughts I had, where I used to think that I possessed great strength, were just me being delusional.”

  The power of Chaos was so terribly strong. Even if it was just an arm, Sui Xiong would still need to spend a great amount of effort to break free from it. At the moment, there were at least 30 to 50 such arms swarming around him. How could he possibly break free from them all!

  Being unable to break free would of course mean he had been firmly grasped. Those arms not only held Sui Xiong back, they even spread out in all directions, as though to become a prison cage and trap him in within.

  Undoubtedly, if he was going to be trapped again this time, he would not be able to break through the trap as easily as he did earlier on.

  Sui Xiong did not even hesitate and immediately changed the appearance of his body. In a flash, he turned his entire body into a liquid.

  No matter how powerful Chaos was, there was no way it could catch hold of liquid.

  However, he was quick to realize that he had made a huge mistake. After becoming liquid, though he was able to free himself of the predicament of being caught, being in a liquid form meant that a more extensive area of his body was now in contact with that “dirty mud” that Chaos was made up of.

  After he had become liquid, he first flowed out of the cage made up of those arms that imprisoned him. Then he became an arrow that was released from its bow and headed straight towards the outside of the abyss. But even so, this short, fleeting contact had already caused a large amount of “dirty mud” to penetrate and mix into his liquefied body.

  What was all this “dirty mud?” They were parts of Chaos’ body.

  What would happen if they were mixed into anyone’s body?

  Sui Xiong felt this “dirty mud” that had seeped into his body starting to burn intensely, meaning to say that the very moment he dashed out of the siege, his entire body was already blazing away, as though it had become a ball of raging flames.

  As a god who had carried out extensive research on the field of flames, he certainly had the ability to turn himself into flames. He could get himself to burn up as well. But voluntarily initiating the process of becoming fire was a totally different matter from being ignited into flames by the “dirty mud” known as Chaos.

  Extreme pain overwhelmed all his nerves, and for a moment, it engulfed all his thoughts. Sui Xiong could not help letting out sad howls as he rolled about in the air due to intense pain.

  But this did not solve the problem. His pain was not the least bit alleviated.

  Not only that, attacks from Chaos followed in succession.

  If it was just Sui Xiong against Chaos in a one-on-one fight; the next thing to happen would probably be the end of the battle, Sui Xiong’s defeat and death. Fortunately, he was not fighting alone. He still had many comrades fighting with him.

  Very reliable comrade in arms.

  For example, the God of Justice, Yorgaardman.

  Previously when Yorgaardman had just saved up about two to three seconds worth of power, he released a brilliant white light blade that was so strong that it was bright enough to blind the eyes of an entire pack of Kryptonian dogs. This spinning white light blade spun then hacked into Chaos’ body. Compared to the other gods, Sui Xiong’s attack was indeed more effective. This blow cut an obvious wound on Chaos’ body, with the light blade still firmly lodged onto Chaos. It was probably only after a good half of a second passed before it was drowned by a raging flood of mud and disappeared without a trace.

  This blow exhausted too much of Yorgaardman’s power, so he was a little tired. He stepped back a for a breather and intended to repeat this move again after he recovered.

  It was then that he saw a strange sight.

  The mud that seemed to have tentacles that were constantly waving was fighting Sui Xiong, who was also waving his tentacles. This was Chaos, who was fighting Sui Xiong with a continuous crackling sound, and its body was stiffening to a slight extent.

  This was something very strange. Given Chaos’ ability, to say that it could beat Sui Xiong’s body into a stiffened state, that would be normal. But to say that Sui Xiong had this ability as well, that was not normal at all!

  So Yorgaardman instantly raised his vigilance and that was when he happened to witness a most incredible scene.

  Chaos’ body shook slightly, then everything around it seemed to be slightly distorted. Immediately after this, Sui Xiong, who was originally engaged in a fierce battle with Chaos, was wrapped up by a ball of dirty mud and no one knew where this mud came from.

  “How is that possible?!” Yorgaardman cried out in shock. He exclaimed, “This is impossible!”

  He did not think any much further and immediately ran towards the battlefield. At the same time, his magical axe that had followed him for many years on the battlefield also appeared in his hands. He got himself ready for a full-force attack.

  Chaos’ power was immeasurably powerful and extremely dangerous. If Sui Xiong could not get out of this difficult situation as soon as possible, even if he were to be seriously injured, Yorgaardman would still have to go breakthrough that siege and save his brother!

  He had merely taken a step or two upon charging out when he saw Sui Xiong crashing his way out through the mud that enveloped him. However, for some unknown reason, Sui Xiong did not charge outwards. Instead, he rushed in the direction of Chaos’ body and headed straight into a mouth that had suddenly opened wide without him realizing.

  Yorgaardman hurriedly sped up. Along the way, he kept his eye on Sui Xiong, who was successively changing his moves, from when he was caught to how he struggled, escaped and got injured. And then he saw how Sui Xiong’s body suddenly went ablaze with black flames and was almost completely burnt from inside out. Sui Xiong had let out a cry of anguish as he desperately rolled about in the void space. He could no longer do anything else.

  And at this point in time, those arms created by Chaos were starting to give chase again.

  Fortunately, by this time, Yorgaardman had rushed over as well. Without saying anything more, he caught hold of Sui Xiong, who had turned back into a jellyfish by then. Disregarding the black flames that were spreading onto him from Sui Xiong’s body and paying no heed to the intense pain that deeply penetrated his marrow, he held on to Sui Xiong tightly and did his best to gallop off in a direction that was far, far away from Chaos.

  His reaction was extremely fast. So was his speed. So he managed to catch hold of that momentary opportunity after all.

  Those black arms that were waving about behind Sui Xiong and Yorgaardman brushed past them by a hair but were still unable to catch hold of them. Chaos let out disgruntled roars, while the gods watching the battle were, on the contrary, heaving deep sighs of relief.

  It was only then that they had some free time to ponder a question—what on earth was going on earlier when Chaos suddenly executed that move?