The blow was fruitless, and the communicator withdrew the mustache.

Tianyang arched his body, lowered his center of gravity, and made a running posture.

As soon as he leaned forward, the image in his field of vision became blurry. The tunnels, the walls, the pillars of stars, everything turned into a colorful streamer in the eyes of the young man.

When he stopped, it was the communicator's back that appeared in view!

The Darkling's woman's face was glazed. Just now, the teenager on the other side disappeared. It was about to search for Tianyang's body when suddenly its whole body shook.

A pillar of blood gushed out from the body under the cloak, and the blood condensed into the form of a sword blade, as if it was due to the rules of some kind of power.

After a pause, the power that bound the blood dissipated, and the blood, which was as black as oil, spilled to the ground.

A hand burst out of the communicator's chest in the form of a knife.

Tianyang's hand.

The boy who appeared behind the Dark Folk broke through the body of the communicator with a single blow.

But the serious injuries that fall on human beings are not painful for the communicators. It poked out two clumps of whiskers and plunged into the walls of the tunnel.

With a shock, he dragged himself out of Tianyang's hand. The bands stretched like rubber, allowing the communicator to swing to the dome of the tunnel.

The mysterious creature's body suddenly contracted a little, and the flesh and tissue continued to fold, and the density rose all the way. In the blink of an eye, the communicator appears in a regular spherical posture.

The cloak on his body slipped off and bounced like a projectile with the beard straps on both sides as support points. The orb spewed out a thick black mist halfway through, and they covered the surface of the orb, drifting like flames.

Something like a black fireball thundered down at high speed, but Tianyang had already dodged first, and the ball of dark flame fell to the ground. The tunnel shook violently as if it had been hit by a heavy artillery shell, and the ground cracked in pieces, and the sand and gravel that rushed up like a blowout were swept away by a circle of black flames, and then turned into pieces of pitch-black crystals and fell.

The boy appeared next to the pillar of the star marrow, and Tianyang reached out to caress the trunk of the tree, and his five fingers easily pressed into the hard crystal.

When it was lifted again, a large piece of star essence crystals was pulled out. Under the influence of a certain rule, these crystals quickly spliced together to form a crystalline long sword that connected with Tianyang's palm.

The boy pressed his palm lightly and wiped it over the sword. Inside the crystal, the tiny threads of hair gradually light up.

When the dark flame fireball on the ground stretched out its whisker belt again, and when it swung itself upward, the crystalline long sword connected to Tianyang's palm was already shining all over its body.

From a distance, the young man at this time is like a galaxy!

The dark flames roared, full of strength, and catapulted to attack!

Tianyang raised his head slightly, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and it was so cold that it made people palpitate.

The boy raised his sword, and the stars swirled.

A silver light lit up in the tunnel.

This light splits the tunnel in two.

It crossed the ball of dark mist, and where it passed, was the center of the ball of darkness, accurate to the millimeter!

Time seems to have been pressed on pause at this moment.

The black mist on the surface of the dark orb was touched by the silver-white light, and it was lined up and down, revealing the sphere wrapped in the black mist.

The silver thread slid across the sphere and sank into the tunnel wall on the other side.

The sphere, whose surface is harder than the alloy, and an organ that resembles a human heart deep within the sphere, cracks silently like silky cheese cut by iron wire.

The surface of the sphere immediately erupted with a wave of blood.

The organ in the center was glowing orange. But the light was shining brightly, and it was quickly extinguished like a candle flickering in a strong wind.

That organ is the cage of the will of the communicator.

The cage of wills shattered, and the lives of the children of darkness came to an end.

The spalled sphere fell to the ground and slid out for more than ten meters, and the pitch-black blood dragged a thick ink trail on the floor of the tunnel.

And at this moment, the silver thread was submerged in the wall, and there was still a dull roar. If you look through the cracks in the wall, you can see that in the darkness of the wall, the silver light is still advancing like a tide.

I don't know how far away, the energy that formed the silver light disappeared, and if someone turns over the foundation of the city in the future, they will find that near the tunnel, there is a kilometer-long foundation fault!

The flesh of the communicator is rotting and decomposing. After a few seconds, nothing but a black puddle of mold remained on the ground.

Click, click

In Tianyang's eyes, the stars dimmed.

The energy surging in his body like a river is slowly receding.

Also receding was the external peripheral signal, which gently touched the nerves of the teenager before returning to the main body.

Send a signal.

So Tianyang's lips opened and closed, and in human language, the message carried by that signal was released: "Sublimation... Evolve... Grow... O my apostles..."

As soon as the last syllable came out of his mouth, the boy fell to the ground, like a puppet that had just finished a performance.

I don't know how long it took, Tianyang groaned and woke up.

He sat up and shook his head to sober himself up.

Looking around, there are traces left over from the destruction. The boy was amazed, completely unaware of what was happening.

Thankfully, though, the communicator is gone. That's a third-level dangerous dark people, and it's shit luck to be alive when you bump into this kind of thing!

Wait a minute!

Tianyang suddenly remembered that before his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to have been injected with something by the communicator.

He hurriedly took off his protective suit and checked it carefully, but found that there was nothing unusual in the slightest.

In addition to the back of the right hand, there is an extra pattern.

A vague, black aura hand, holding a meniscus-shaped scythe. On the edge of the scythe, there is a symbol: I.!

What is it?

As soon as this thought floated in the heart lake, a cold, emotionless voice sounded in the ears of the young man: This is the Avenger's rank crest!

Tianyang was startled and looked around: "Who is it?" Who's talking? ”

No one answered.

Avenger? Rank?

While pondering these two keywords, some information comes to mind.

Avenger rank

Rank 1: Assassin

Rank ability: Weakness sensing, one-knife instant extinguishment

Sublimation Progress: 14%

Next rank: The Obliterator

......

In the tunnel, there was silence.

Like a sculpture, Tianyang was motionless next to the pillar of stars.

The young man's heart set off a storm!

I...

Am I a sublimator?

Avenger rank? There doesn't seem to be this type in the existing ranks announced by the fortress?

Could it be that it is a new rank?

Sublimator...

Sublimator!

"Haha..."

The boy couldn't help but let out a loud laugh, but he quickly covered his mouth, Tianyang didn't want to provoke something mysterious because of the laughter.

But he still couldn't help but be ecstatic, after all, the identity of the sublimator represents too many things.

One of them, it will allow Tianyang to live a new life. Give your mother a better life and seek justice from Qin Wu, who has the status of a master.

The problems that plagued him in the past, in front of the three words of sublimation, everything was solved!