Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3476: BodyEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ignis watched the scene ahead from behind, so stunned that he was momentarily speechless.

The highest-tier combat strength of hell was, before Fang Heng, cut down like chopping vegetables—more than ten were eliminated in less than a minute!

The two newly arrived Central Federation squad members also wore serious expressions.

They could not discern the true strength of the hell demons, nor could they judge just how powerful Fang Heng really was.

At least, according to records, Fang Heng was one of the presidents of the Necromancer Association.

The move Fang Heng used just now was something they had never seen before, but they could clearly feel the surging undead aura in the hell environment.

A spell capable of altering the entire environment!

What surprised them even more was that the undead creatures summoned by Fang Heng were completely incomprehensible to them.

The creatures in the lower layers of hell had long been influenced by the chaotic hell aura and had descended into madness. They had no instinct to retreat, only to relentlessly attack in rage—and each was slaughtered one by one by Fang Heng.

More than ten minutes later.

The entire cavern grew quiet once again.

The aura of death gradually dissipated along with the retreat of the Death Domain.

Abe Akaya’s vines began slowly spreading out through the ninety-nine layers of hell.

At that moment, as the surrounding aura gradually calmed, even the two Central Federation players noticed faint trails of red hell energy in the air.

These threads connected into a web, all pointing toward a certain direction deep within the cavern.

The two from Central Federation exchanged cautious glances and looked at Fang Heng, asking, ”Mr. Fang Heng, are these red mists the hell power guidance you sensed earlier?”

”Mm, that’s right.”

The two Central Federation members grew serious, exchanging another glance.

At first, they thought Fang Heng was just bluffing, that the real target was still the Hell Orb.

But now they were starting to have doubts.

Could it be that Fang Heng and his group truly had other clues?

”Let’s go.”

Fang Heng nodded lightly and continued following the red mist’s guidance forward.

The ninety-nine layers of hell had been mostly cleared. Abe Akaya moved ahead, spreading out and completely devouring the remaining scattered hell creatures, so that the group encountered no further obstacles along the way, until they arrived at a vast underground area.

”Huh?”

Everyone stopped.

From afar, a large open space appeared within the lava-filled chamber.

In the center of the area stood seven towering pillars, each about five or six meters tall, arranged oddly.

Fang Heng stared at the pillars, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The positions of the pillars formed the outer positions of a magic array.

All the red mist auras of Exillion pointed toward the center of the pillars.

Fang Heng turned his head to look at Ignis beside him.

Ignis shook his head repeatedly, showing he had no idea what was going on.

No kidding.

This was the ninety-nine layers of hell. Their Mag Clan had no right to be here at all.

”We don’t know. Our Mag Clan has never been here.”

”Looks like a ritual magic array,” Zane observed from a distance, shrugging. ”Fang Heng, you’re the expert here.”

”Yeah, let’s go check it out.”

Fang Heng agreed and moved forward to approach.

Soon, the group clearly saw the seven pillars and a body placed at the center.

A giant nearly a hundred meters long!

The giant no longer showed any sign of life force, but its body still radiated terrifying strength. Dark gold chains wrapped around it layer by layer.

Holy attribute chains sealing it!

Fang Heng stared at the giant’s corpse, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, exchanging quick glances with Zane and the others beside him.

The Demon Lord Exillion?

”That can’t be right. Isn’t he from the God Clan?” Zane couldn’t help but say, ”Aren’t those markings unique to the God Clan?”

The God Clan had circular patterns on their bodies called holy runes, which were easy to recognize.

Fang Heng nodded slightly, observing the corpse, ”Yes, it’s the God Clan.”

Zane looked confused and said, ”But do God Clan members get that big? And the aura coming off him doesn’t seem holy, does it?”

God Clan members were usually about twice the size of humans, but this one was a hundred times larger—obviously abnormal.

Moreover, the aura leaking from him was definitely hell aura, without a doubt.

”And the seal on top,” Carl, who had landed beside the corpse, checked the seal and said, ”Your Majesty, this is a holy attribute seal, and its effect is still active.”

No one understood.

Everyone was utterly confused.

What did this mean?

Had they found the wrong one?

Was he not the Demon Lord?

”At least the power that opened the hell rift definitely came from him.”

The source of the red hell aura all pointed to this corpse.

Zane asked again, ”So, can we confirm he is the Demon Lord Exillion?”

Fang Heng looked at Ignis beside him.

Ignis shook his head repeatedly, ”I don’t know. I’ve never seen the Demon Lord Exillion myself, but from rumors, his body wasn’t that big.”

Zane scratched his head, feeling very puzzled.

They came to find the Demon Lord but ended up discovering a God Clan member.

Fang Heng lowered his head to examine the massive alchemy magic array beneath the corpse.

The magic array had a strong hell attribute style.

At first glance, it seemed used for condensing power.

Nearby, the two from Central Federation didn’t understand much of what Fang Heng and the others were saying, and didn’t bother asking, only trying to use their communicators to contact headquarters.

Unfortunately, the hell aura was too dense, and their communicators had long since failed.

The two had been sent to monitor Fang Heng and naturally had the capability to contact Central Federation headquarters.

But there was no need for that yet.

They exchanged a glance and decided to observe a bit longer.

While the group discussed, Abe Akaya had already completely occupied a large area around the ninety-nine layers of hell and settled outside the Seven Demon Pillars, quickly forming a teleportation passage.

The passage’s light shone bright.

Teleportation?

The two from Central Federation tensed and stared at the teleportation passage.

They saw Chen Yu’s Eastern Federation squad walk out of the passage.

”Huh?”

Why was it them?

Chen Yu and the others had waited a long time on the eighty-seventh layer without hearing from Fang Heng. Then they saw Abe Akaya open the teleportation passage, so they tried to enter and indeed found Fang Heng and his group.

The squad of more than twenty people cautiously surveyed the ninety-nine layers of hell.

Seeing the seven towering pillars and the huge corpse at the center, their expressions grew serious.

”Mr. Fang, what’s the situation now?”

Zane shrugged beside him and said, ”The Demon Lord should be found, but there’s a small problem.”

Ignis, observing the edge of one pillar, suddenly discovered something, turned around with a look of surprise, and loudly said, ”Sir, I know now—these are the Seven Demon Pillars of Hell.”

”Hm?”

Fang Heng looked up and walked with the others to the edge of the pillars outside the corpse to observe.