Because there are many book friends who want to read the Red World chapter, I updated a chapter when I had time. Let's finish writing about the pirates first, so if you like Xia Na, please be patient Xiao Bai's words made a trace of surprise flash on the face of the apostle in front of him, and then laughed happily.

"Hahaha! A low-ranking apostle who had just been born dared to speak like this to the great Lord Aral, little one! Now I'm going to ......."

The self-proclaimed Apostle of Arar lowered his huge body slightly, and his ugly toad eyes flashed with coldness, staring at Xiao Bai word by word.

“…… Eat you! ”

"Oh, if you can, make sure you do it." Xiao Bai looked at the apostle in front of him who couldn't see reality at all, whistled playfully, raised his right hand with his backhand, and a cluster of flames gradually burned on his palm, a cluster of ominous pale flames.

Pale powder of fire drifted out with the burning flames, and with it came the power that belonged to the pillars of the gods. The sublime sense of oppression made the corners of Alar's mouth, who was about to open his huge mouth and swallow the small man in front of him in one gulp, to the limit.

Not to eat each other, but to be too shocked, or rather afraid.

"Are you...... Impossible, this kind of power is only available to those three highnesses......"

An irrepressible fear rose from the depths of the concept of dependence, and the apostle named Arral, both in expression and tone, had completely lost his former calmness. Teeth chattering up and down slurred words of disbelief.

"-- Abueta ―――――― Abueta ――――――"

Under the tall lighthouse, there were faint voices of countless stalks, as if there were many unknown beings singing softly. There was a high-pitched chant in the void, as if it were coming from far away.

Xiao Bai's eyes, who were dressed in a black suit, were as plain as water, and the pale flames on his raised right hand were burning strangely, and a hazy and hideous phantom in the sky behind him began to slowly condense.

As the monstrous giant turtle became clearer and clearer, a faint red light slowly lit up in the huge dragon's eyes. The singing in the air grew louder and louder. The giant turtle moved slowly, its mouth open, no fangs, no teeth, only a snake-like red letter quickly spit out.

"Roaring !!!"

A furious roar suddenly resounded throughout the sky and the earth. Endless pale flames began to cover the surface of the phantom layer by layer, and with a bang, all the ground in a radius of tens of thousands of meters around the giant turtle shattered, including the towering lighthouse, which was pressed out of a perfect circular pit by the huge invisible force field.

Severely suppressed by the terrifying coercion, the Red World Apostle Aral's mind was blank, looking at the huge hideous giant turtle, his face was full of despair that could not be concealed at all.

The singing in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the air faintly echoed with high-pitched chanting, as if countless men and women were singing in unison. It's a constant chant of one name—Abueta. This is another name for this world Xiao Bai, in the language of the Red World, Abueta means guardian god, known as the impregnable wall of the world!

"Is this the power of the Pillar of God?" There was a warm and soft, mother-like aura in the surrounding void. Xiao Bai could feel that the whole world was his own power, endless, and seemed to be replenished at any time. This feeling of being the darling of the world of heaven and earth can be mobilized at will by any power in the air, in the earth, and in the clouds.

And as the song slowly sounded, all the voices fell silent, except for the hymn of the name of Abouetta, as if even the red world itself was responding to it. Alar tried to make a sound, but to no avail. The giant ao phantom in the sky exuded a huge and powerful indiscriminate momentum oppression, which was the natural fear of the order gap being too large.

It's not the formation of energy, it's just the natural fear of the superior from the depths of the concept of dependence.

It's like a rabbit sheep meeting a lion crocodile. It is an imprint of the essence from the depths of the bloodline. Just seeing each other creates a deep fear in your heart.

Arar trembled, he was too close to Xiao Bai, the huge and almost substantial coercion, even the flow of air was condensed, and the breathing gas was like inhaling a mass of gelatinous liquid.

He squeezed his lungs desperately, increasing the force of his breathing, and barely took a breath. Just breathing, you have already used the whole body. So much so that Aral's toad-like head was now flushed, and its serpentine body was constantly trembling.

Then, he was relieved.

The huge pale phantom opened its mouth, and the red letter like a snake quickly spat out, as if breathing. In an instant, the pale flames that suddenly appeared on Aral's body were like igniting a gasoline can, and the apostle in front of him instantly burst into flames.

"Uh-huh-ah-ah......"

Before he could let out a terrible scream, Aral, the apostle with the simple concept of a lighthouse, was enveloped in an enlarged pale flame, and his own existence turned into a part of the pale flame, which was slowly sucked into the mouth of the giant turtle.

"Is there only the most superficial concept, what a small existence." Feeling the insignificant trace of storage power in his body, Xiao Bai pouted dissatisfiedly.

"But this guy's memory is pretty useful."

With a snap of his fingers, the phantom of the pale crow in the sky gradually dissipated. Xiao Bai, who had devoured the Lighthouse Apostle Alar, walked slowly forward and walked into the distance.

……

The area of the Red World is very vast, and even because of its relative barrenness, it looks even wider than the present world. Xiao Bai has been wandering alone in this barren red world for more than ten years. For Xiao Bai, who has become the pillar of the gods, time has no meaning to him.

And as time went by, Xiao Bai also saw more and more people in the red world. Of course, most of them were devoured by him, and with it came the great name that resounded in the red world. The surviving people of the Red World under Xiao Bai sang the name of the fourth pillar of the gods, the wall of the world, Abueta. There is no order in today's red world, whether it is a demon king or an apostle, there is nothing left between each other to gnaw and kill, and battles and disputes are full of this red world. In these chaotic times, new demon kings and apostles emerge from time to time. Some of the ancient existential zài also disappeared due to the ambiguity of their own concepts, and at the same time, under the influence of the present world, new concepts slowly appeared in the Red Century.

The Red World is a world that is constantly expanding and changing due to the influence of phenomena and the interference of the will. In other words, it is a world that is dominated by the will and the law alone, and is a world composed of concepts. The sky, the earth, the mountains, and the sea are all concepts that exist here based on the present world.

Therefore, when one day, the red world and the present world, two spaces that could never have reached each other, like two sides of a coin, began to resonate with the increase in the existence and concept of the red world and the present world.

The information and concepts that erupted from the present world overflowed from a weak point of space to the Red World at an unimaginable speed. Subsequently, with the development of human society and the progress of civilization, a small crack was created in this space, as the weakest place on both sides of the coin, which was the passage of the two realms called the Cave of Canaan.

"The time has finally come!"

Xiao Bai, who has lived as a primitive man for more than ten years, looked at the slowly rotating black void in the sky in the distance, and let out a happy cry.