Chapter 637: Who Exactly Is the Real Mad King Building Player!?
A solemn purgatory gate was opened by the Purgatory's Master.
At the center of the gate was a constantly rotating red vortex, emitting waves of terrifying blood-red mist, as if leading to an extremely ominous otherworld.
The King of Purgatory raised both arms high, as if summoning.
Those blood-red mists were commanded by the aura of command, howling as they gathered toward Xu Lang.
"How much do you need?"
The King of Purgatory turned back and grunted.
"All of it!"
"Stuff me to bursting, blow me apart!"
"Leave no room—lend me all your power!"
Xu Lang stretched out both arms. Seven Killings Blood Qi, Ghostly Deity Power, and Mystic Origin True Qi converged upon the Purgatory's Master, forming a slender blade of light.
The King of Purgatory let out two cackling laughs, seeming extremely delighted. He swung his arms left and right, and more and more blood-red mists poured out from the purgatory gate.
Xu Lang's aura surged continuously, becoming more than twice as powerful!
Such an amplification was unprecedented, even more intense than the boost from the SAN value reduction technique!
On the other side, Tang Heng's laughter had already stopped.
Xu Lang's gaze never left him, and at this moment, he had already formed an estimate in his mind.
Compared to the very beginning, Tang Heng's overall attributes had increased at least tenfold!
This kind of amplification completely defied reason and logic!
Xu Lang's own combat power increase at least had a traceable path—it was the result of various factors stacking together. But while Tang Heng only had a single path, that path was utterly straight and had no end.
Swish~
The two vanished from their spots. The ground where they had stood collapsed, as if stomped by a giant.
Both sides had reached extreme speeds. In the air, only two streaks of light could be seen constantly clashing. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged nearly a thousand rounds.
The blood mist from the purgatory gate poured forth endlessly. Under the amplification of purgatory power, Xu Lang's combat strength was continuously increasing, gradually gaining the upper hand.
"Repair! Repair!"
The King of Purgatory floated behind Xu Lang. With a wave of his hand, Purgatory's Master's Durability was fully restored.
Amid the intense and high-frequency clashes, the cracks on Tang Heng's short axe grew more and more numerous, until finally, with a bang, it exploded!
This was a Mythical-grade weapon.
Yet, even between Mythical and Mythical, there were gaps!
"Hahahaha!!!"
With his main weapon shattered, Tang Heng was angry, anxious, and delighted all at once. All these chaotic emotions mixed together, erupting into a hysterical, manic laugh.
Xu Lang's scalp went numb, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
Could it be that Tang Heng could still get stronger?!
Then, reality took a turn for the worse.
"Blade Prison: Trayastrimsa Heaven!"
The magnificent, illusory scene appeared once more, blooming on Tang Heng's neck like an extraordinarily gorgeous flower.
In Xu Lang's current state, a single strike of Trayastrimsa Heaven could kill Rasputin!
Yet this blade, landing on Tang Heng's neck, failed to kill him. It only caused his condition to plummet drastically, after which his aura surged upward at an even faster pace.
Under absolute numerical values, everything else was illusory.
Purgatory's Master forced Tang Heng's neck to bleed, but the wound healed in the blink of an eye. Even if this blade could burn Tang Heng's soul, it was utterly meaningless.
At this moment, Tang Heng's soul had already grown to an absurd degree!
No embellishments were needed. Just the sheer might emanating from his soul and body was enough to force players with over a thousand in both attributes to their knees.
The derivative abilities of having high dual attributes were numerous, and the specific focus depended on what those attributes emphasized.
And Tang Heng's unreasonable enhancement had actually elevated all the characteristics within his dual attributes!
In terms of Constitution: strength, agility, endurance, self-healing, explosive power, aberration resistance, perception—none were missing!
In terms of Spirit: soul resilience, oppressive aura, mystical perception, elemental affinity—none were missing!
Every single attribute was being raised!
If Xu Lang hadn't had the protection of the Scarlet Shepherd's High Seat, he wouldn't be in such good shape right now!
"Ridiculous!!!"
"Who exactly is the real Mad King Building player?!"
A herd of wild horses stampeded through Xu Lang's heart.
Wasn't this enhancement exactly the same as the boost from a drop in SAN value?
It was just that when Mad King Building players' SAN values dropped, no matter how low they went, there was always a limit. Once it hit zero, they became Mad Vanguards.
But Tang Heng's enhancement had no end at all!
Could it be that he was the real Mad King Building player?!
By the end, Tang Heng had become a monster that even Xu Lang couldn't kill standing still.
"I have already gone completely mad!" Tang Heng ran a hand through his hair, revealing a broad forehead. He spoke human words and appeared to still have human behavior, but inside, he had long ceased to be human.
Hidden beneath the surface of his body was endless madness!
He seemed to have become the embodiment of the very concept of madness!
His cells screamed, his blood mutated, his bones were destroyed and reborn, only to become even harder!
Madness was a primordial driving force. Without madness, everything in the world would be filled with inertia.
The moment of the universe's explosion was madness. A breeze becoming a tornado was madness. A drizzle turning into a torrential downpour was madness!
"Boom!"
Tang Heng threw a punch. Xu Lang was blown apart from a distance—his chest burst open, and his limbs nearly flew off.
In an instant, Tang Heng pummeled Xu Lang to death with a few punches.
Strong as he was, Tang Heng's cognition had not risen along with his strength. So, after blowing Xu Lang apart, he believed the latter was truly dead.
Just as his aura was plummeting and about to return to normal, a cold and sublime voice echoed throughout heaven and earth.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Xu Lang walked out of the void completely unharmed. Behind him, a faint scene of a blood-red highland, capable of destroying the world, loomed.
This scene appeared for just a moment, then vanished.
"You coward, daring to come out again!" Tang Heng twisted his neck. His hand grasped at the air but found no axe handle, instantly filling him with renewed displeasure.
This displeasure turned into mania, and the mania destabilized his mental state.
Boom!
Tang Heng, like a lit powder keg, saw his aura skyrocket once more!
"This is truly my peak state now!" Xu Lang said a line that sounded familiar to Tang Heng. Then, with both arms spread wide, a black box materialized out of thin air.
"Ghost Domain: Endless Purgatory!"
The moment this black box appeared, its mouth opened wide, releasing an otherworld called Endless Purgatory that overlapped with the real world!
Tang Heng suddenly felt a pang of hunger. He leaped into the air, scanning the entire field with his eyes.
The earth here was burnt brown. There was no sun in the sky, yet light and heat filled every inch of space.
What was shocking was that there was an endless army of Tales stretching as far as the eye could see!
They covered the entire world. Most appeared in the physical realm as charred corpses, but many other Tales had no form, hiding in hidden dimensional corners.
"Go kill him!"
Xu Lang waved his hand.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of Tales swarmed forward all at once!
Xu Lang still had two more layers of Endless Purgatory like this.
Now, it was a battle of cheats—who had more cheats, and who was less likely to get their account banned.
Xu Lang felt his odds of victory were very high.
On his arm, the Divine Seal of the Path of Asura burned hotter than ever before!
As long as he defeated Tang Heng, he would take a massive step forward on the path to becoming an Asura, transforming into a Mythical Creature!