Zhou Chen's tone was exceptionally calm. "And like I said, I'm not gay."
"AHH!"
After falling from the wall, the Spirit of the End collapsed on the ground, shrieking in agony. A power that he found utterly sickening was being injected into his vessel.
It was like a single rat dropping had fallen into a delicious, thick soup.
From within the profane darkness of destruction and the End, the power known as the Creation of All Things erupted. It brought with it vigorous life and vibrant Life Force, acting like a potent poison that caused the Spirit of the End's aura to rapidly weaken and fade.
'The effect is surprisingly good.' Zhou Chen was a little surprised. It seemed the power of "life" was an effective counter to the Spirit of the End.
He tightened his grip on the gigantified Hammer of Forging as the Essence in his body surged wildly. The Hammer's flames grew an even more dazzling crimson, and the surrounding temperature skyrocketed.
