Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 431 It seems to be a substitute of the same type as me
The true fire spread wildly on the Nightmare of the Plane. The malice that constituted its nightmare body was in a cycle of burning and regeneration, causing it to roar uncontrollably.

Its anger spread along with the malice in its body, and strands of malice seeped into the cracks in space. Both the reality and the corresponding alien space were all permeated with malice.

There was no room for escape, and a tide of malice surged from it, sweeping towards its enemies.

According to its recorded past combat experience, even an enemy stronger than it would choose to retreat in the face of the wave of malice it exudes.

The principle is the same as when the Old Ones saw the Old Seal. After all, no one will face a pile of excrement flying towards you.

But this time, it miscalculated.

The huge cauldron that was pouring out boundless true fire did not retreat but instead took the initiative to approach it, like a glutton seeing a delicacy and pounced towards the wave of malice.

Faintly, it seemed to hear these words:

"No matter if it's fishy or smelly, it's a piece of meat in my mouth. Ole Gei, fuck it, brothers!"

It never imagined that this cauldron was often used to cook dark dishes, so that its taste had long been distorted.

The big cauldron burst out with a powerful suction force, actively attracting the malicious waves to fly into it.

Today, it will taste the fishy taste of this ingredient.

The true fire ignited, and the big cauldron cooked the endless waves by itself, which were mixed with the scattered remains of the nightmare of the plane, and the original soup was transformed into the original food.

Chen Xingzhi took over the control of the Burning Heaven Cauldron at this time. He injected a trace of the power to create the world into the cauldron, intensifying the internal reaction.

His idea was simple. Since the Nightmare of the Planes liked to throw snacks, he would return the favor with the same thing.

With the joint efforts of him and the cauldron, the thick malice in the cauldron turned into a boiling pot of chaotic soup.

According to his judgment, this pot of chaos soup is enough to poison most of the seventh-level people, and no one would want to come into contact with it.

The chaotic soup in the cauldron is still reacting violently. Every moment, a large number of small worlds are born and die in it, pushing its toxicity to become stronger.

The Nightmare of the Plane suddenly had a bad premonition, a premonition that felt like shit was about to hit him.

It screamed, and with its only remaining sickle limb, it tore through time and space, escaping into the past.

Behind him, there was a pot of chaotic soup chasing him relentlessly.

A chase is taking place in the corridor of time and space.

On the way of escaping to the past, the Nightmare of the Planes saw the rise and fall of the Wall civilization, the influx of reincarnations, and the wars between Chen Xingzhi and Naya.

The blurry fragments suddenly became clear, and the figures in the picture passed through the barriers of time and space, extending their power into the corridor of time and space.

A crowbar with a red tip smashed towards the large cauldron at the back, but was stopped by a giant claw.

The light from billions of stars bloomed in the corridor, shattering one section of it.

But this is not the end. The scream of the Night Demon came from a certain angle of time and space, shattering a psychic attack directed at the Nightmare of the Plane.

The speed of the Plane Nightmare's escape suddenly increased, intending to quickly cross this dangerous period of time and space.

"Xuan Universe."

A singularity that distorts space and time suddenly appears, blocking its way and completely distorting the time behind it.

It was suddenly startled and saw a girl with a charming smile and covering her face with a folding fan suddenly appear.

She put down the folding fan, and her slender figure swelled instantly. She was about to clear the obstacles in its way, but she never expected that a spear shot out from the mysterious universe, piercing through her bloated body and carrying her out of the boundary.

The Nightmare of the Planes cursed inwardly as "waste" and plunged into the mysterious universe.

Here, it survived the raging earth, fire, wind and water, and lived through the chaotic disaster they evolved from.

Finally, with the help of an ugly giant, it successfully broke free from the constraints of the mysterious universe and continued to flee to the origin of time. The ugly giant left behind by it crashed into the cauldron and was swallowed by the chaotic soup that poured out, becoming part of the reaction.

After the thick soup rolled away the bloody tongue, it returned to the cauldron and continued to chase the nightmare of the plane, heading towards the origin of time.

The two chased each other and fled for countless years, even crossing one restart breakpoint after another, until they reached the origin of creation.

Looking at the origin so close at hand, the already scarred Nightmare of the Plane became more and more anxious.

As long as it can reach that place, it will try to steal the throne of creation, and then the offensive will inevitably change direction.

It stretched out a sickle limb and poked towards the origin of all time and space.

"The throne of creation is mine!"

The moment the sickle limb reached the origin, white light bloomed and a tree of light rose slowly.

Under the Tree of Light, a human-shaped shadow grasped the sickle limb and, with a slight force, crushed it into broken shadows.

"I have been waiting for a long time." said the guardian of the twisted garden.

The Nightmare of the Planes wanted to replace him and steal the throne of creation, so why wouldn't he want to annex it and control the newly merged planes?
"I want your name." The humanoid shadow stretched out his hand towards it.

The Nightmare of the Plane was fearless. The nightmare dimension in distant time and space allowed it to return to its original state. It waved countless sickle limbs and rushed towards the humanoid shadow.

It is entangled with the human-shaped shadow, and the conceptual laws that each symbolizes negate and tear each other apart.

The surging malice seeps from it into the enemy's body. As a combination of malice, the Nightmare of the Planes knows very well how to use its own malice to infiltrate and replace the enemy's will.

This method has been proven to be effective, and when it was still weak, it used it to control and replace many powerful enemies.

However, it miscalculated again.

The human-shaped shadow's mouth was grinning wider and wider, and the malice emanating from his body was no less intense than that.

"It looks like a stand of the same type as me."

Cracks appeared on his body surface, and gray slime-like substance seeped out from it. In just a moment, he turned into a bloated mass.

The malice that seeped from the nightmare of the plane was nothing more than a tonic for him.

Outside the origin, the Burning Heaven Cauldron had already arrived. The chaotic thick soup bubbling inside the cauldron overflowed and transformed into a poisonous dragon that bit towards the nightmare entity.

The poison seeped into its malicious body, spreading wildly while destroying its body structure.

"His nature is so similar to mine?" The Nightmare of the Plane had never expected this to be the case. Under attack from both sides, a bad idea became more and more intense.

It seemed to have seen its own end.

All beings who can become seventh-level beings are the epitome of character, wisdom, and luck, and the same is true for the Nightmare of the Plane.

Faced with such a desperate situation, it had only one thought, and that was to fight to the death.

"Even if I die, you can never get my dimension!"

"Self-destructive plane?" Chen Xingzhi smiled slightly. He had anticipated this situation and was prepared for it.

He reached inside himself and pulled a sword out from within the mass of gray slime.

A tentacle wrapped around the hilt of the sword and swung it at the nightmare entity.

A strong sense of crisis instantly exploded in the Nightmare of the Plane's heart.

(End of this chapter)