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Chapter 124 Ten-Minute Life-or-Death Defense Line: Everyone Holds the Line During the Power-Building PeriodThe moment Lin Ye closed his eyes, the entire Abyss Core suddenly went quiet.

It wasn’t the quiet of a battle coming to a halt, but rather something heavier that suppressed all the sounds on the battlefield.

The previous dull thuds of the Lord of the Abyss’s tentacles striking the ground, the sound of the Shadow Demon Dragon’s wings flapping, and the constant skill sound effects from the healers in the back row were all drowned out by an extremely low and heavy humming.

That humming didn’t come in through the ears; it rose from the bones, like a very blunt saw slowly grinding against the spine.

The Lord of the Abyss knew that Lin Ye was charging up.

The ancient sealed entity within its body had previously been forcibly suppressed by the four-in-one barrier, but now, taking advantage of the window where Lin Ye had exited the suppression sequence, it surged up again from the deepest part of the seal’s rift.

A grayish-white cold light seeped out from the rift in the center of its torso that hadn’t completely closed yet; the light was faint, so faint it was almost transparent, but every wisp of light emitted a sharp hissing sound upon contacting the air, as if it were burning something.

The Magic Creator God’s chains were the first to feel that power.

Several deep purple magic chains pierced up from the ground and wrapped around the base of the Lord of the Abyss’s tentacles; they were originally pulled very tight, with elemental runes constantly flowing across the surface of the chains, each rune continuously reinforcing the binding.

But after the grayish-white cold light spread from the surface of the tentacles to the chains, the elemental runes on the chains began to fade from deep purple to light gray; the fading speed was not fast, but there was absolutely no sign of it stopping.

The Magic Creator God pulled the chains backward with both hands, the shadow light flow on her robe swaying violently like a candle flame disturbed by the wind; she gritted her teeth and said that the chaos mirror image of the sealed entity was eroding the energy structure of the chains, she could still hold on, but the chains needed regular magic replenishment.

The Cultivation God of Creation stood three steps in front of Lin Ye, with his whisk held horizontally before him.

His purification barrier spread out a pale golden translucent light shield centered on the whisk, covering Lin Ye and a small patch of ground around him tightly.

The vertical-pupil eyeballs on the back of the Lord of the Abyss turned toward the light shield simultaneously, dark red energy beams beginning to accumulate in the pupils, striking the surface of the light shield one after another.

The moment each energy beam hit the light shield, several golden runes on the shield would shatter; the Cultivation God of Creation would gently wave his whisk, and the shattered runes would be replaced by new ones.

He replenished them very quickly, with almost no visible interval, but the knuckles of the fingers holding the whisk were bulging with veins, and fine beads of blood began to seep from the skin at his wrists, dripping down along the handle of the whisk.

The Creator God of Interstellar pushed the power of the gravity beam directly beyond the overload red line on her creation warship.

The deep blue beam pressed firmly against the center of the Lord of the Abyss’s torso, the temperature at the core of the beam so high that it burned a hole through the clouds above the Abyss Core.

The alarms in her warship’s bridge were deafening; the adjutant shouted in the channel that the gravity generator’s temperature was forty percent over the limit, and pushing it any higher might cause it to burn out.

She didn’t reply and manually pushed it to the final power setting.

The Lord of the Abyss was pressed down onto one knee by the gravitational field, shattering the entire expanse of rocky ground beneath its knee, but the grayish-white cold light in the rift at the center of its torso became even brighter, as if it were using the energy of the gravitational field itself to power itself in return.