Chapter Seventy-Five: Laughs
No small change in the world should go unnoticed.
A butterfly flapping its wings, and after a while, thousands of kilometers away, it will bring a storm.
One less nail can lose a war and lose a country.
Wu's prayer did not bring a storm and did not destroy a nation.
She just prayed to slightly change the power in Qin Ran's body.
The power that belongs to the Demon Lord, the silent Origin, is about to dissolve with time.
This power has not become more or less, it has changed in stability.
The power like a broken candle became stable between breaths, still the same trace, still very little, still ...... It makes everything tremble.
Qin Ran slowly started from the ground, and then got up again.
The whole process is like that of an old man who is about to die.
But his appearance is still so young, and the injuries on his body have healed without medicine.
The golden lion looked at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran looked back at the other party.
He saw enough.
So......
"Thank you."
Qin Ran said so.
And with this thank-you, Qin Ran seemed to come to life all of a sudden, not only in terms of breath, but also in body, he seemed to have changed from drooping old to young and energetic.
He strode toward the cone-shaped object.
At this time, the cone-shaped object had already stopped from the pursuit of the high-level evil spirits, and was 'looking' at Qin Ran with a suspicious attitude.
"What? Stop it! ”
"I said it!"
"Stop!"
The cone-shaped object shouted loudly.
A bitter chill that froze into the soul followed.
This cold is no longer a simple spread before, but like an avalanche, it hits your head!
It is no longer just cold, but also ......
Dark!
It's like death on a winter night, suffocating and desperate.
Qin Ran was submerged.
But Qin Ran was not affected in any way.
He is like a traveler shuttling through a blizzard, his steps are steady and powerful, without the slightest confusion, and he is moving straight towards the goal.
The suffocating air pressure could not suppress his breathing.
Because, his breath was burning and burning, and the suffocating air pressure was burned out.
Despair could not crush his heart.
Because, his heart is tenacious and persevering, and his desperate state of mind is crushed.
Call!
Call!
With one breath and one breath, a light appeared in the darkness.
That's, firelight.
The light of the fire grows larger and wider with the breath, becomes like a prairie fire, becomes out of control, and becomes soaring into the sky.
In the firelight, a huge demonic phantom roared in the sky.
A firestorm of chaos, rebelliousness, and tyranny ravages the surroundings.
The darkness cleared.
Icy ablation.
All that remains is the cone-shaped object in front of you.
Only Qin Ran walked with the [Arrogant Words].
"Wait!"
"I ......"
The cone-shaped object wanted to say something to save his life in danger, but Qin Ran would never give the enemy a chance, whether it was in the past or now.
The strange blade slashed from the bottom up.
The firestorm seems to be attached to the blade of the sword, and it grows stronger and stronger as the blade moves.
Until—
Roar!
A low roar.
It was as if it was the first sound of the giant beast waking up from its slumber, the sound was like thunder, the breath was like a mountain, and the shape was ...... It will go straight up to nine days.
Dragon!
The dragon, composed entirely of flames, flew out of the flamestorm and swallowed the cone with a single mouth.
And the Flame Dragon didn't stop.
It smashed the ceiling.
It smashed the ground.
It flew into the night sky.
It stared at Wu on the roof of the building in the distance.
Raise your head to the sky and roar again.
Roar!
The dragon pressure that should have been void seemed to be a real arrival, and the entire Edex trembled slightly.
But Wu, who was kneeling on the roof of the building, was smiling.
She knew she had succeeded.
She's sure she'll be able to reverse that damn fate.
……
Underground, the flaming dragon rises into the air and dissipates.
Qin Ran gasped for breath with his [Arrogant Words].
[Wild Slash], [Sword Technique. The combination of the Ascending Dragon] and the demonic power and the [Lionheart King] was far more physically demanding than he imagined.
Even if he has a special physique, he is exhausted at this time.
I could only watch as the cone that split in two fell to the ground.
One can only watch as the energy escaping from the cone-shaped object pours into Wilk's Redemption and Hilter's Right Hand.
Most of the energy goes into these two pieces of equipment.
The remnants turned into a crystal and fell to the ground.
Bite.
With a crisp sound, the crystal rolled down in front of Qin Ran, blooming with a brilliant light.
Qin Ran reluctantly bent down to pick up the crystal.
At the same time, he felt the deepest power that belonged to the demonic power.
But the origin power that seemed to be one with him just now disappeared at this moment.
It's not gone.
Qin Ran could sense that the power was in his heart.
But.
Cannot be transferred.
The demonic power was like an arm, but the stronger power hidden in the demonic power did not react at all, which made Qin Ran extremely uncomfortable.
Tried several times in a row.
It wasn't until he confirmed that it was impossible to complete such a transfer for the time being, and Qin Ran looked at the arrogant 'arrogance' on his face.
The other party nodded, and then disappeared.
The whole process didn't say a word.
Or in the eyes of 'arrogance', there is nothing to say.
They won.
That's enough.
More?
That's not something he needs to care about.
Qin Ran would naturally take care of everything.
In fact, the same is true.
"Keep those guys out."
"Help me get ten minutes of rest."
Qin Ran said to the high-level evil spirit in the corner.
He didn't want to meet a group of strangers at the worst.
"Are you sure there is no danger?"
The High Evil Spirit asked as he walked.
"Guess."
Qin Ran said angrily.
What he didn't understand the most was why a high-level evil spirit, an existence that was almost immortal, was so afraid of death, instead of making reasonable use of his own talents.
"I don't guess."
"I guessed it right, I'm tired."
"It's more tiring to guess wrong."
The High Evil Spirit shrugged his shoulders and walked up.
And the next moment when the high-level evil spirit left, a figure slowly fell from the big hole broken by the fire dragon.
"It's me."
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the other party directly reminded him, and then looked at Qin Ran with a smile.
That smile, sweet.
That smile comes from the heart.
That smile is enough to exaggerate the crowd.
That smile......
Let Qin Ran frown.
Goodwill, good.
But when one person treats another person and keeps releasing kindness, some people may be willing to enjoy additional benefits, but Qin Ran is not willing to accept all this.
He just knows that what he gets will be paid.
The more you get, the more you give.
Wu in front of you?
In his opinion, it is not surprising.
Therefore, Qin Ran didn't want to have more to do with the other party.
Qin Ran straightened up.
But before Qin Ran could speak, Wu took out a scroll and chose to use it directly.