"Oh no! it caught me!"

"Don't move! Don't move! The twisted monsters created by the curse are theoretically indistinguishable from the dead. The more you struggle, the more aggressive it becomes. ”

"But it's trying to invade my soul!"

"Damn! I told don't move! you're going to attract the rest of the monsters!"

"It's easy to say! If I don't resist, I'll be assimilated in a few minutes at most. ”

......

In just a few words of arguing, the black unknown substance quickly spread to the whole body, and at the same time, a very low voice came from the air.

"Woo woo woo woo ......"

With the roar of the wind, or some other monster, a distorted and sickly face appeared in the sky overhead.

It was so huge that it enveloped the entire city, exuding an air of pain, despair, and ominousness.

"Oh-no! we've been discovered! Quick! Fight off this monster! Move now!"

The woman clearly sensed how bad the situation was now, and immediately released a huge amount of life energy, and launched an attack on the black unidentified substance.

In the blink of an eye, the green energy expelled the black substance, and at the same time, the huge face shrouded in the sky couldn't help but show a painful look.

There was no doubt that the vibration energy had not really done any harm, but it had made it feel uncomfortable.

As a special being without subjective consciousness, the curse root obviously does not have the ability to think, and will only follow instinct, and when attacked, it will naturally mobilize the corresponding force to fight back.

In less than a second after the target broke free, the terrifying monsters in the center of the city finally rushed out.

A giant piled up like a hill of countless corpses!

A huge spirit filled with all kinds of negativity!

There are also two gray air masses that appear and disappear from time to time, and have no shape at all!

Especially the last two air masses, although they were not as terrifying as the first two looked, the faces of the thirteen kings changed drastically, and some of them even showed frightened eyes.

"That'...... What the hell is that?" asked the man, who was tingling with a chill all over his body, in a slightly trembling voice.

"Don't ask me, I don't know, but I can tell you, it's best not to be touched by it, or you're in big trouble." The mysterious man with oil paint on his face issued a warning with a solemn expression.

Because around these two gray air masses, all the magical energy was distorted, forming layers of circular isolation bands.

This means that magic and weapons in the ordinary sense can't really do any damage.

After all, for a gaseous life, no matter how sharp the sword you wield, it will invariably pass it directly over, instead of causing the other party to be severely injured and bleed like cutting through flesh and blood.

In the same way, magic made of energy will be greatly weakened or even completely dissipated when faced with a circular barrier.

It is conceivable that if these two air masses envelop a person in it, then that person will instantly lose their strength and become fish to be slaughtered.

Nervous!

Unprecedented tension!

As several twisted monsters approached step by step, and a fierce battle was about to break out, the surrounding air suddenly became distorted.

Followed by the next second......

A portal suddenly opened out of thin air, and a short figure stepped out of it.

"Good afternoon, everyone, and I'm glad you're here on this stage that I set up myself. The boy slowly came out of the darkness, smiling slightly.

I don't know why, the curse root and those twisted monsters seem to completely ignore him, even though the two sides are only less than two or three meters apart, there is still no sign of turning the target.

"Who are you?!"

The beautiful woman using life energy narrowed her eyes, her gaze full of scrutiny and vigilance.

She didn't need to ask to know that she didn't realize that the little guy standing in front of her was actually the supreme commander of this expeditionary force, an executioner who personally gave the order to destroy the life of the entire world.

"Who am I? Hahahaha! Have you not even figured out who your enemy is? How strange is it! How on earth did you defeat the last expeditionary force, and how dare you be exposed to my sight?" the boy laughed tentatively.

"You're an intruder? no! No, you're not a Darrant at all!" the woman affirmed at first, then shook her head.

She was visibly confused and confused, unable to confirm the identity of the other party.

"Yes, I'm not a Darrant, but I'm the supreme commander of a expeditionary force. The apocalyptic scene you see before your eyes is exactly what I planned. As for the purpose, of course, it is to force you out of your hiding place. ”

As he said this, the boy's pupils shone with a strange brilliance, as if he were patrolling the prey that had fallen into a trap.

Needless to say, he enjoyed the little game of playing with the sensitive nerves of his enemies before the final battle began.

"Are you crazy, what good is it for you to destroy this world, aren't you here to conquer it?" the man with bright oil paint on his face stood up and asked sharply.

The boy stretched out a finger and shook it gently, "No! no!

It is true that our goal is to conquer one world after another, but you must not forget that conquest is only a means, not an end goal.

Our ultimate goal is to loot resources from the worlds to feed the glorious magical civilization of our home planet.

Therefore, resources are the most important thing, and life is only an accessory to resources.

When we are sure that the sense of rebellion of a certain world life is too strong, and it will cause countless problems for future rule, we can naturally choose to destroy it once and for all.

Okay, now that I've answered your question, I'm going to answer one of my questions.

Tell me, how did you defeat an expeditionary force last time?

And who gave you courage and guts?"

The words just fell!

The thirteen "kings" present all had strange expressions on their faces, and a few of them were even constantly exchanging glances.

After a full minute, the guy who exuded a piercing chill from his body suddenly crushed the shield in his hand like a mirror, and shouted loudly: "Frozen!"

Syllable!

Moment!

Countless pieces of crushed ice wrapped the boy from top to bottom at a speed that the naked eye could not track.

In the blink of an eye, he and the surroundings around him were covered in white ice, strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of powerful magic.