Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

A dark gate tens of thousands of feet high stands in the black fog.

The entire Dark Portal is like the head of a giant dragon. The dragon head is hundreds of thousands of meters tall, with its eyes slightly closed, as if it is sleeping.

Looking up, you can see the dragon's drooping eyelids.

The dark pupils were inlaid with two strange black crystals. Black lines of unknown material extended out from the two eyeballs, outlining a complex and intricate magic array on the surface of the giant dragon statue.

A steady stream of orcs poured out of the Dark Portal. These hairy, strong, muscular orcs drove countless slaves to the Dark Portal.

Affected by dark energy, the frequency of wars in the dark multiverse is far greater than in the real universe.

The battles between planets and between universes could easily last for thousands of years.

According to the rules of the dark multiverse, if one side loses, the entire planet or even the entire universe will become a slave to the winner.

In the dark multiverse, there is no such thing as humanitarianism. Once you become a slave, not to mention freedom, even your soul no longer belongs to you.

Of course, for the dark multiverse, the most precious thing is everything from the material world.

Flesh, blood, and soul are all top-grade materials and the finest delicacies.

Tens of millions of captured slaves were driven to the bottom of the Dark Portal by these ferocious orc servants.

A sturdy crocodile man, holding a mechanical battle axe in both hands, stood upright in front of the Dark Portal. With his cold eyes, he looked at the tens of millions of prisoners who looked ashen, and coldly spat out two words: "Blood sacrifice... Kill them!"

The black lines on the surface of the dragon head of the Dark Portal suddenly twisted, and two rays of black light shot out from his eyes, shining brightly on the captives.

The black light shone on these captives, and in an instant, their flesh, blood, and souls were all swallowed up by the dark gate.

After devouring the flesh, blood and souls of these captives, the dragon head above the Dark Portal let out a satisfied roar.

The size of the Dark Portal doubled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hundreds of millions of monsters and their servants continuously poured out of the Dark Portal.

Killer Croc, whose size had increased several times compared to when he was in the Gotham sewers, looked coldly at the dark army marching out.

His gaze looked into the distance, where a Mount Sumeru was shining with golden light, illuminating this dark place.

Even though he was tens of thousands of miles away, Killer Croc could still feel a slight burning sensation on his scales.

Only the gods of light possess this kind of power.

But it doesn’t matter. When the dark multiverse conquered the material worlds one after another, they had seen the gods of light before, but in the end, they still destroyed their kingdoms.

Millions of long-haired werewolves raised their heads and howled,

Amid the howling of wolves, the first batch of millions of werewolves rode out of the Dark Portal on giant wolves.
Following closely behind the werewolf army were the other orc armies.

They are all dark creatures under the rule of the dark lord, the Laughing Bat.

When the dark army of the Laughing Bats set out, these dark creatures formed servant legions according to the agreement and conquered the universe for the Laughing Bats.

Team after team of dark creatures walked out of the Dark Portal and set foot on the place where the dark multiverse and the real universe intersect.

However, the channel to attack the real universe was blocked by "humans".

The commander of the Dark Army, the Joker, ordered that a passage to the real universe must be opened within three days.

Killer Croc is the vanguard commander of these billions of servants.

He comes from Gotham in another parallel universe. After his soul fell into the dark multiverse, he was favored by Barbatos, who gave him a drop of dragon blood, allowing him to gain powerful strength while restoring his body.

He lived up to expectations. Over countless years, he conquered countless planets for Barbatos and set off waves of darkness in more than a dozen universes...

Under his command, billions of dark creatures formed a dark tide and rushed towards Mount Sumeru.

The thousand-foot-high Mount Sumeru firmly suppresses the void and faces the Dark Gate from afar.

The densely packed dark creatures at the foot of the mountain were like a colony of black ants, gnawing at the sacred Mount Sumeru.

Countless werewolves, demons, and warriors of non-human races rushed towards Mount Sumeru shouting.

Dark clouds, strong winds, and golden auspicious clouds swept out from the top of the mountain and transformed into golden flowers that fell on the dark creatures that were attacking the mountain.

All the dark creatures that came into contact with the golden flowers seemed to have lost their minds. They chanted the Buddha's name of "Sandalwood Merit Tathagata" and then turned around to kill their own kind.

In less than half a day, more than ten million Buddhist soldiers appeared at the foot of Mount Xumi. Led by Vajra protectors holding vajra, swords, and Zen staffs, they fought against the dark army of over ten billion that swarmed over them.

It is said that the number of people exceeds ten thousand, and it is boundless!
A war involving tens of billions of people, on a planet where the birth rate is declining year by year, it is hard to say whether the total population of the entire planet is even tens of billions.

The golden light of salvation that descends from Mount Sumeru can indeed transform those dark creatures into guardians of Buddhism.

But there were just too many dark creatures.

But as time passed, these dark creatures gradually understood the function of this golden flower.

Whenever a dark creature was contaminated by these golden flowers, the surrounding dark creatures, regardless of whether they were of the same kind or not, would be chopped into meat paste by the swords before the Buddhist soldiers could completely transform.

The area below Mount Xumi was filled with blood, sticky, smelly plasma.

It looks like a sea of ​​blood flooding Mount Sumeru.

However, the dark frenzy composed of these dark creatures was not advancing towards Mount Sumeru very quickly.

In addition to the golden light of universal salvation, there were also huge thunderbolts as thick as mountains that struck down with enormous pressure.

Pieces of dark creatures shattered like rag dolls...

The attack failed over and over, and just when Killer Croc was getting a little angry, he picked up the mechanical battle axe and took action himself.

Inside the Dark Portal, another wave of dark army arrived.

This wave of dark army is also composed of dark creatures.
However, they are composed of priests, wizards, and spellcasters from 137 dark tribes.

The power level of these spellcasters is not very high.

But no matter how weak the spellcaster is, they can still launch powerful magic attacks.

The destructive power of those spells is probably that of a main battle tank's heavy artillery!
One hundred and thirty-seven tribes, tens of millions of spellcasters were selected from hundreds of billions of dark creatures.

Tens of millions of spellcasters are equivalent to tens of millions of heavy artillery.

Plus the tens of thousands of warships that carry them.

In order to allow these warships to pass through the Dark Portal faster,

The dark multiverse had to carry out several large-scale blood sacrifices.

As soon as this dark fleet emerged from the Dark Portal, it launched a salvo at Mount Xumi.
The salvos of all the fleet's guns and the magic of all spellcasters at the same time,

Without any pause, he blasted towards Mount Sumeru.

After all, it is the combined power of so many people and so many heavy naval guns.

Under such intensive attacks, it turned out that Mount Sumeru was just a product of a monk's magical power and not the real Mount Sumeru.

Under this intensive bombardment, the golden light covering Mount Xumi also dimmed.

The bright golden light shrank downwards.

Even the mountain was attacked and began to shake, making a huge creaking sound.

The dark creatures at the foot of the mountain let out deafening cheers, instinctively believing that the golden mountain was about to be razed to the ground.

But the next moment, the entire Mount Sumeru was filled with golden light, and the entire Mount Sumeru was like a mutated hedgehog radiating billions of golden lights.

Countless golden beams of light collided with each other and rubbed against each other, swinging rapidly.
There are countless natural energies of earth, water, fire and wind gushing out,

A huge Buddha's palm with a radius of tens of thousands of miles appeared silently in the void. The huge Buddha's palm did not emit any light, and the huge Buddha character gently pressed down.
Instantly, billions of dark creatures were turned into dust.
The area within tens of thousands of kilometers was turned into chaos.

The power of this blow was so great that in the entire space, apart from Mount Sumeru which still firmly suppressed all directions, only the Dark Gate stood in the void.

The chaotic air waves rolled endlessly, and the dark frenzy, spellcasters, and powerful fleets were all turned into the smallest particles.

Huge waves of chaotic air rolled up.
Countless violent souls were wrapped in a dark evil wind and rushed out, howling loudly.

"Namo Sandalwood Merit Buddha!"

The deafening sound of Buddhist chanting resounded through the void. Facing so many evil spirits,

Patches of dim, colorless light swept down from the top of Mount Xumi.

Wherever the Buddha's light passes, the boiling space is immediately calmed
Those residual souls dissipated one by one, and in an instant, countless monks, novices, and Vajra warriors appeared on Mount Sumeru.

However, the Buddha's light continued to surge towards the gate of darkness.

There is a thousand miles of void under the Dark Portal, protected by its power.

Not affected by the chaotic air waves, many powerful dark creatures hide here.

The Buddha's light descended with pure masculine power.
These dark creatures were burned so badly, each one looked like a potato that had been roasted in a microwave for dozens of hours. They were pitch black, with pieces of black skin bursting open and wisps of black smoke coming out. The shape was so miserable.

Even Killer Croc, a powerful descendant of Barbatos, was roasted and smoking under the Buddha's light.

"Roar!"

Just when the dark creatures could not help but retreat towards the Dark Portal, the dragon head sculpture on the Dark Portal suddenly came to life and transformed into a black-scaled wingless dragon thousands of feet in size.

The moment this wingless dragon appeared, it opened its mouth and swallowed all the fleeing dark creatures in one gulp.

A powerful spiritual wave enveloped the remaining dark army: "Attack, continue to attack, and kill those who retreat!"

The wingless dragon opened its bloody mouth and black flames gushed out of its body, instantly sweeping towards Mount Sumeru.

The power of his attack was more than ten times greater than the combined attack of tens of millions of spellcasters just now.

The huge Mount Sumeru was trembling in the black flames and was about to be turned into a wisp of green smoke in the flames.

On the top of Mount Sumeru, Chaokou, who was sitting cross-legged beside a young monk, chanted the Buddha's name of "Sandalwood Merit Tathagata" and took a step forward, arriving in front of the wingless dragon.

The wingless dragon raised his head and glanced at Clark who was standing in front of him with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, he gave him a sinister smile: "I recognize you, Kryptonian! You have ruined several advent plans!

Hehe, my original body has destroyed Krypton in three universes, you Kryptonians taste pretty good!"

The wingless dragon's head suddenly opened its mouth and bit towards Clark.

"How about letting me have a taste of you!"

The wingless dragon's speed was so fast that it was almost teleportation. The dragon's head moved, and when it reappeared, the dragon's mouth appeared above Clark's head like a black hole.

A suction force as strong as that of a black hole and a peculiar stench of a predator swallowed Clark.

The smell was just like the odor of rotting corpses that had been piled up in a grave in the mountains for thousands of years.

Clark had a blank expression on his face. He kicked his feet in the air and pounced towards the wingless dragon like a cannonball.

"boom!"

Clark punched the wingless dragon's fang, which was as tall as a building.

The dragon's tooth was directly blasted away by a huge force.

The head of the wingless dragon was also knocked crooked.

"Roar!"

The wingless dragon roared angrily, turned its head, and a powerful dark spell was ready to be fired from its mouth.

There was no trace of Clark in sight.

Clark had already rushed behind the wingless dragon and grabbed his tail with both hands.

With a light grunt, Clark's arm muscles bulged, and he grabbed the wingless dragon's body, swung it hundreds of times in the air like a windmill, and threw it away fiercely.

boom!
Clark followed closely behind, turning into golden light and chasing after the wingless dragon.

"What should we do now?"

In front of the Dark Portal, the remaining millions of dark creatures looked at the wingless dragon disappearing into the sky and turned their eyes to Killer Croc.

Killer Croc was also a little stunned. He has never been a person who likes to use his brain.

"Continue the attack!"

Suddenly, another dark door rose from the void behind them.

A clown wearing a green suit and with green hair on his head walked out of the Dark Portal with his arms open.

The Joker was completely indifferent to the heavy losses suffered by the army of dark creatures.

"What a powerful existence!" He looked in the direction of Mount Sumeru, with the corners of his mouth grinning behind his ears.

"But how many times can you use a powerful attack?"

The Joker closed his eyes and acted intoxicated: "We have plenty of people, the Dark Multiverse has plenty of warriors, how many can you kill?

We can tire you out with our human wave tactics!"

The clown suddenly opened his arms, and behind him, a hundred dark doors rose up.

More dark legions poured out of the Dark Portal.

While the Joker was speaking, the number of new dark legions that emerged from the Dark Portal was several times greater than the number of legions that had just been destroyed!
On the top of Mount Xumi, the young monk who had been calmly spinning his rosary beads suddenly showed a look of surprise on his peaceful face for the first time.

The clown took a megaphone from his subordinate and gave a loud command:

"Whatever the cost, no matter how many people die, charge, charge, charge!

Flatten that mountain for me, Baine, and gather some men for me. If one legion dies, send a hundred more to charge forward."

The clown grinned wildly and laughed: "Bullshit him!"

With a roar, the dark army that continuously poured out of the Dark Portal continued to press towards Mount Sumeru like a swarm of locusts. The density of this wave of attacks increased ten times more than the previous wave!
On the top of Mount Sumeru, the young monk who had been trying to use his clairvoyance to find the location of the earth looked down at the rolling black tide and uttered a Buddhist name.

He slowly raised his hand, and just as he was about to slap it down.

Suddenly he stopped and looked up at the sky!
"what!"

A shrill howl sounded in the air, so loud and shrill that it even drowned out the roar of the Dark Legion.

Haw!

A guy in a red leather suit fell heavily at the clown's feet.

Seeing this guy's face hit the air hard, the clown grinned and felt a little pain for him.

"Shit, I forgot I can fly!"

Wade got up from the ground, and his first sentence almost broke the Crazy Joker's defense.

Wade got up and looked at the clown, as if wondering if he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and then stared at the clown again.

After making sure that he was not dazzled, he took out a black compass from his crotch.

When he saw the compass needle pointing to the clown in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

"Thank Goddess of Luck for blessing me. My 20,000 square spirit stones are safe!"

The Joker watched Wade's performance without saying a word until Wade pulled out the knife and put it to his neck.

"Don't move. I am happy to inform you that you are kidnapped! But don't worry, your ransom has already been paid!"

"You want to kidnap me!" The clown raised his lips and revealed a weird smile: "Why don't you look back first?"

Wade turned the katana sideways and tapped the clown's face with the blade, saying smugly, "You wanted to trick me into turning around and then attack me by surprise, but this is all I have left!"

The clown's mouth curled up, and his expression made Wade's heart jump. He held the samurai sword horizontally and looked through the bright blade of the samurai sword.

Reflected in the light of the samurai sword is boundless, with no top in sight, no bottom in sight, no edges on the left or right, and no one knows how many dark creatures there are.

"These are all your people!" Wade looked at the Joker, reached out to straighten the collar of his suit, and asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)