The rain is still falling, and this rain that nourishes all things should come from heaven.

The ruins are no longer visible, the lush forest covers everything that was original, and if anyone can get an aerial view at this moment, the only thing that can be seen is a patch of green, and a river that meanders out of this green.

The rain that can't stop has come together.

The wet man walked to the river, where he no longer had to look up, and the surface of the river was like a mirror, easily reflecting the sky.

"Mo Xie...... Mo Ye ...... Mo Xie ......"

The voice of the call sounded again, and the continuous sound seemed to have an echo effect, slight but small enough to spread throughout this small world.

Mo Xie followed the sound and walked in the opposite direction to the flow of the river.

"Who's calling?"

The silver glow in his eyes was bright and extinguished, like a lighter that couldn't be flickered.

It's just that the light and the fire are stronger and stronger each time, and the interval is shorter and shorter each time.

The end of the river was soon reached, where the tallest tree grew, and the river was extended from its root system.

The tree was so tall that from Mo Ye's point of view, it looked like looking up at a tower that reached heaven.

Blessed to the heart, Mo Ye stretched out his hand against the root of the tree.

The lightning-like tremor instantly penetrated Mo Ye's whole body!

"Smack!"

Like the sound of a switch being turned on, the silver light in Mo Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.

The light was not extinguished.

"Lin Ming ......"

Mo Xie muttered in his mouth.

"Ha~!ah!!"

With a long roar, Mo Ye stretched out his arms, and the whole world froze because of his long howl.

The raindrops in the sky no longer fell, the wind that seemed like nothing had stopped, and even the light that shone on everything in this world was stagnant.

The light faded and the river flowed backwards.

"My Mental Space ......"

Mo Xie lowered his head, his eyes closed.

Closing his naked eyes and perceiving that this world does not need to rely on them, Mo Ye, who has stagnated everything in this world, exudes his spiritual power, dissecting every grass and tree around him, as well as the rain that makes the grass and trees grow.

"What the hell is going on?"

His last memory was still the moment when he was defeated by Lin Ming, who had received a large number of sacrifices, and the wave-like power still sent chills down Mo Ye's spine when he recalled it.

"Not an opponent at all. ”

This is an indisputable fact, and this fact makes Mo Ye clench his fists.

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"Shh......h

The sound of a balloon deflating will always sound so emotional, especially when the 'balloon' is made of souls.

The moment Linming's fingertips touched Erin's forehead, this indescribable sourness went straight to the depths of his soul.

That feels......

To describe it as disgusting, it is similar to the moment when someone who is close to internal urgency finally sits on the toilet.

Of course, one person's refreshment is replaced by another person's pain, and Irene, as an outlet, feels like her head is going to explode!

"Ahh

This scream stuck in her throat, and she didn't even have the freedom to pronounce when she was restrained by Linming.

From the perspective of the soul, Lin Ming's inflated soul visibly dried up, and the huge soul power was channeled into Erin's body from Lin Ming's right hand, filling Erin's empty sea of consciousness due to the previous overconsumption.

Soon, Erin's mental power has returned to the highest level, but this stuffing has not stopped.

The pain of the congestion seemed to stretch her whole body apart.

But that's all there is to it.

When Erin's soul was 'blown' to 1.5 times the normal size, Lin Ming withdrew his hand, of course, this level of catharsis was not enough to restore Lin Ming's swollen soul to its normal size, but at this time his soul could already see the human form.

Although it is still a human-shaped 'balloon', and this person looks like an overnourished and fattened type, people can't help but think of the guy on the Internet who is known as "the fattest man in the world".

But this is enough, at this time, Lin Ming can already control his mental power to carry out more convenient 'flood discharge'.

"Fireball!"

The huge soul swung its fingers with great effort, and Lin Ming's spiritual power circulated on the surface and inside of the soul very quickly, and he pinched out a fireball.

Invisible spiritual power can only be seen by people in a certain way, and this process consumes a lot of energy.

"Boom!"

A fireball suddenly formed around Lin Ming, and it hovered in the place where it was born, as if restrained by an invisible hand.

"What a miracle!

The people who believed in the god who had been hanging up at some unknown moment cried out, and their hands with the cross on their chests trembled with excitement.

"Boom!"

The first fireball was followed by the second, then the third, Lin Ming's spiritual power was running at high speed, and he was frantically transforming his soul power into a substantial fireball at the moment.

A 'Fireball Technique' only requires fifty points of mental power.

And what about ten rounds?

What about a hundred rounds?

"Bang!"

Countless fireballs were shot into the sky by Lin Ming, they were like the souls of meteors that fell to the mortal dust in ancient times, and they were called back to the sky at this moment.

And that's just the first batch.

"Not enough...... Not enough ......"

After performing this wave of fireball technique, Lin Ming's swollen soul did not change much, launching those fireballs was just a cup of inferior weight loss tea for this 'fat man', and if he wanted to speed up his 'weight loss', he needed a liposuction operation.

"Drink!"

Lin Ming let out a clear sigh, and with a wave of his hand, the huge wind pressure directly pushed Erin in front of him more than ten meters away.

"Bang!"

The very violent way of taking off, as if the rocket thruster was just used on a civilian aircraft for the sake of wasting fuel, and after an explosion, Lin Ming jumped directly into the air for more than 100 meters, directly catching up with those fireballs that had not yet exploded.

At this moment, countless human figures that appeared on the stone walls in the depths of Lingyun Cave flashed in Lin Ming's mind, and they jumped and connected into a coherent picture.

"Fire Magic, Phase 2!"

'Fireball' is only the most basic thing, but it is also the most primitive and core thing, and all the content about 'fire' magic after that is derived from this most basic 'Fireball'.

Lin Ming's spiritual power poured out like a tide, and there were only two ways for him to release his spiritual power: casting illusions or using telekinesis. The use of magic is the third type.

The third is the most blue-consuming, and magic is not so practical for Lin Ming.

But now all he needs is consumption.

"Fusion!"

Lin Ming's hands made a strange gesture that he had never done before—or never done in reality.

The fireballs that were about to explode were infused with new power, and then the two fireballs that were closest to each other began to close together, and finally collided together.

The whole process was fast, and in just one breath, the one hundred and ten fireballs collided with each other.