Chen Feng is now going to do something crazy, which is to absorb the soul power of the Burning Demon engraved in this artifact. Since it cannot be erased, he might as well do the opposite and integrate it into his own body to create an illusion for the sword that he is the Burning Demon.
Therefore, Chen Feng ordered people to cool down the temperature at the door, because he was the only one who knew how dangerous what was going to be done now was. If they were not careful, the entire ship might turn into a sea of fire.
Take a deep breath.
Chen Feng adjusted his breath to the best state, then he stretched out his hand and slowly approached the sub-artifact.
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As the distance gradually increased, Chen Feng could already feel a burning sensation. Even though he was best at fire, his fire resistance was still several levels lower than this temperature.
Chen Feng did not hold the sword directly. He knew that once he held the blade, he would be seriously injured within a minute. He now had only one goal, which was to get close to the blade and absorb the willpower of the Burning Demon.
Chen Feng's body slowly transformed until it turned into a demon with sharp horns and a pair of wings, and then it stopped.
Close your eyes.
Chen Feng did not feel darkness. Instead, there was a presence like a fireball in front of him. Chen Feng controlled his own power, like a magnet, slowly absorbing the power in front of him.
The fireball slowly melted, and the soup that should have fallen to the ground strangely flowed into Chen Feng's body. The hot current like magma poured into his body. Even Chen Feng couldn't help but groan and endure the pain in his body.
Of course, this is not all bad. As the heat flow slowly gathered throughout his body, the flames in Chen Feng's body, as if they were covered with gasoline, suddenly became turbulent and actually covered the heat flow and completely enveloped it.
Devour.
Although Chen Feng did not have the magical abilities of the inferior demon, he was very friendly to the element of fire. Moreover, possessing the demonic body of the Burning Demon, he could absorb flames to enhance the strength of his body.
This method was very effective. Chen Feng could clearly feel that the power of the Burning Flame Demon was being devoured by him bit by bit.
But just as Chen Feng tried to continue, his body trembled, and then he found that the fireball in front of him became a little violent. Suddenly, a heat current that was ten times stronger than before rushed into his body. When the heat current appeared, it did not disperse, but instead rippled. Not long after, a fire man with the appearance of a Burning Demon stood straight in front of him.
As a legendary being, if the Burning Demon didn't have some trump cards, he wouldn't be able to survive in the abyss.
…Flame Forming!
There is no doubt that the Burning Demon also added some backup plans when leaving the mark. When his energy is in danger, he will condense his body and keep the sword safe.
This is not a projection, but rather a kind of instinctive protection.
At this time, the fully formed Burning Demon opened its chest and roared, rushing around in Chen Feng's body like a violent beast. The Burning Demon transformed by the heat flow inherited the original body's tyranny and madness. It tried to destroy everything in front of it. If it succeeded, the consequences would be disastrous.
If the projection of the Burning Flame Demon descended, Chen Feng might have been a little afraid, but it was just a body transformed from energy, which did not make Chen Feng feel afraid at all. On the contrary, the raging flames in his will were slowly condensing. Not long after, a monster with a hunched back and a beast's head appeared in front of the Burning Flame Demon.
The humanoid form is not suitable for combat.
Since this is a battle of consciousness, Chen Feng must of course transform himself into the most suitable appearance for fighting.
Cerberus.
Chen Feng closed his eyes at this time. This person, who was his first stepping stone in the apocalypse, had not even developed 1% of his potential before he was smashed to death by Chen Feng with a shovel.
He vaguely remembered that in reality, a lonely and terrifying figure slowly emerged before his eyes, causing countless bloody incidents. It had a huge body, sharp limbs, sharp teeth, and brutal eyes that looked down on life.
It was this monster that was killing people in the city. It killed insects and people. As early as the early days, a group of mutant beasts gathered around it. It could be said to be a real beast king.
People often say that Chen Feng is violent and ruthless. When facing enemies, he often wipes them out completely and does not give them a second chance to choose. But who would have thought that this person who made some people grit their teeth and wish to eat his flesh and blood raw, ended the future bloody massacre as early as the beginning.
Killing beasts, killing insects, killing demons, Chen Feng would never explain to anyone, because the corridor he was walking on was originally a bloody corridor. For example, in the past, anyone who was hostile to him would turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear from this world, and the same was true in front of him!
In his consciousness, Chen Feng looked at the Burning Demon with contempt. Not long ago, the other party did not hesitate to send down his projection, but did not seriously injure him. Instead, he took away his coveted sword. And now, just a wisp of will in the sword blade wants to devour him. This is simply a daydream!
"Bang!"
At this moment, the flame in Chen Feng's consciousness finally condensed into shape. Its appearance was exactly like that of the hellhound, a real and terrifying monster.
Compared to humans, wild beasts are more suitable for fighting because the purpose of their existence is to hunt and kill.
Chen Feng never likes to sit on the defensive. To him, offense is the best defense.
"Ah..."
The hellhound transformed from fire roared. Although there was no sound, it still gave people an extraordinary momentum. It leaped forward and knocked the Burning Demon to the ground in one fell swoop.
The hellhound bit down, and its terrifying mouth bit the neck of the Burning Demon all of a sudden. Suddenly, a hot flame began to splash everywhere, and this was far from over. The hellhound's right claw also exerted force, penetrating the Burning Demon's body, making it unable to condense like before.
“Puff!”
The battle between the two sides was far from ending so easily. While the hellhound was biting, one of the arms of the Burning Demon was deformed again and became a long sword. It looked like that sub-artifact. It seized the opportunity, swung the long sword, and broke the hellhound in half!
Flames flew everywhere.
What the Burning Demon cut off was not a hellhound at all, it was actually a volcano. The flowing magma immediately permeated Chen Feng's consciousness.
Chen Feng's breathing became disordered and a trace of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead, but the situation had not reached its limit. On the contrary, all this was still within his plan.
The hellhound was cut in half, but its ferocity was still shocking. It pounced again and hugged the body of the Burning Demon. Then, the surrounding magma gradually moved closer to the Burning Demon and slowly wrapped it up, leaving no gap.
"Break it for me!"
Although the Burning Demon was still holding on, Chen Feng gathered all the strength in his body, and the magma began to boil, as if it wanted to completely melt the Burning Demon into juice!
The Burning Demon was making its last resistance. In the magma, it waved its sword like crazy, trying to find a way to survive, but the result was contrary to its expectations. Chen Feng's power was everywhere around it. Even if it escaped once, it would be surrounded by other magma in the next second.
Slowly, the Burning Demon's body showed signs of melting, starting with the sword in his hand, then his limbs and chest, and finally, the head, which could not make any sound but could still feel great hatred, completely melted in the magma.
The energy of the Burning Flame Demon was like an accelerant. The calm magma gradually began to ripple. Then, bubbles appeared in his consciousness one after another. Chen Feng's power... was boiling!
Chen Feng opened his eyes again.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the temperature of his body even exceeded 100 degrees. If an ordinary person touched it with their hands, they would immediately get blisters.
The heat flowed slowly outside the door. Several professionals were still releasing their strength, but for some reason, a burst of white smoke suddenly came out of the door. The iron door, which was originally covered with frost, had turned bright red. Several people looked at each other and saw each other's panic.
But this is a special period, and Chen Feng had already warned them that no matter what happened, they must ensure that the heat wave could not spread outside. The few of them knew Chen Feng very well, so they gritted their teeth and turned the remaining strength in their bodies into ice, covering the iron gate with it all.
Several people have already overdrawn all their strength, and now they can only hope that Chen Feng can end this swallowing as soon as possible. Otherwise, the worst plan is to abandon the ship and leave.
At this time, Chen Feng had already lost all distractions, and his gaze was completely replaced by the long sword in front of him. The next second, he grasped the hilt of the sword without hesitation, and in an instant, he felt an unbearable pain in his palm.
Chen Feng sucked in a breath of cold air. He could clearly feel that the power of the Burning Demon was at work. It was trying to force him away and prevent him from touching the sword.
Chen Feng is only at the Gold level. It is simply impossible for him to destroy the consciousness of the Burning Flame Demon in one go. The devouring he just did only consume one tenth of the opponent's power.
"Did it fail?"
Chen Feng frowned and was about to let go of the hilt when he suddenly felt the temperature in his palm suddenly dissipate a little.
The Necromancer was not wrong!
The weapon had no intelligence. Because of the power of the Burning Flame Demon, it mistook Chen Feng for its master, thus weakening some of its burning power.
Three minutes later.
Chen Feng loosened the hilt of the sword and leaned aside to make some adjustments. There was still a lot of the will of the Burning Flame Demon inside the artifact. With the other party's mischief, Chen Feng could only hold the sword for three minutes without being burned.
Three minutes is not long.
But that's enough.
Compared to the previous one minute, after the battle was extended to two minutes, Chen Feng could fully feel a sense of wanton comfort while fighting!
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