Time, space, all inductions are blurred.

Riel's consciousness enters an indescribable place.

All kinds of strange organ-like substances are connected into a strange thing that cannot be described in words, as if countless humanoid creatures are twisted and entangled, and everything in the whole world is entangled in this indescribable image.

Chaos, madness, unspeakable, unspeakable!

It's an ethereal place that doesn't exist in reality.

From these chaotic images, Riel felt an incomparably strong will.

Annexation, assimilation, unity, return to chaos!

The boundless will of the entire world frantically distorted Rare's faint consciousness like the sea absorbing a drop of water, as if it was about to merge into this chaotic world.

In the face of the erosion of this unspeakable world, Riel is as strong as steel.

[Everything is empty]

A strong will [expressed], consciousness was clear, and Rare's will resisted the erosion of the will of this world, although only for a short moment.

In the next moment, the world began to echo with crazy whispers.

“LBinDZJieSZQXin……”

This whisper was the same Ackma that Riel had recited earlier!

His consciousness began to twist and change wildly with the treacherous whispers, drawing some kind of strange energy from this chaotic world......

"Shhhh

The icy air tingles the alveoli, causing Riel to wake up suddenly, and the scene in front of him returns to the dungeon world.

Time seems to have passed only in the blink of an eye.

Everything that just happened seemed to be just an illusory dream.

But Riel knew that his consciousness had indeed gone somewhere unspeakably perverse.

[Where is the source of all chaos in this world?]

This era, called the Age of Chaos, seems to be inextricably linked to the indescribable possessions.

Riel speculates that the source of those strange creatures and the strange power of chaos is most likely that space.

The Akma language is like a bridge between the present world and the chaotic void, and by using the Akma language, you can communicate with that world and bring chaos to your place.

At this moment, that strange and secluded chaotic energy has poured into his body with his consciousness, and it is surging wildly in his body!

Riel clenched his hands violently, "crackling"!

I only heard a bang in my hand, and I am afraid that this power is not under my own servant!

This is...... A twisting force from Chaos!

As the chaotic force surged through his body, Riel also felt an incomparably chaotic will run wildly in his mind, trying to make the body lose control and get lost in the chaos.

Obviously, this power is not very human to control!

Fortunately, his position is not in the chaotic void, and Riel can barely withstand the influence of this chaotic will by relying on the powerful characteristics of [Everything is Void].

But despite this, his mental strength suddenly dropped by half and began to become a little unstable.

Shout!

Without giving Riel a chance to continue figuring it out, the caster hidden in the shadows had already launched the next round of spells, and another wave of extremely powerful wind blades struck Riel all over the world.

With a deep glow in his eyes, Riel walked in the direction of the wind blade with a leisurely stroll.

The steps under his feet changed subtly, and Rare's figure was like a fluctuating catkins, floating in the wind blades, but he would not be hit by them.

Relying on the [Extreme Meme] and super perception attributes, Rare has already seen through all the tracks of the Wind Blade.

He looks like he's pretending, but in fact, this fast and slow mode of action is the best way to dodge all attacks.

It's all in Rare's calculations.

After dodging all the wind blades, Rare suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the whole person broke through the air, continuing to travel towards the front at a rapid pace.

"Surrender, show up now, I can spare you from dying!"

Riel shouts out villain-only nonsense, but he uses his [Expression] skill to shout in Akma language.

The effect of its own skills, combined with the characteristics of the power of chaos channeled by the Akma language, makes the bewitching ability in the words very powerful!

If it were an ordinary person, he might have gotten out and knelt down and begged for mercy by now.

But the caster's mental attributes are very strong, and their will is far beyond ordinary people.

The caster of the Wind spell resisted for only a second before breaking free from his hesitation.

But this second is enough for Riel to influence the situation of the battle.

In just a second, his figure turned into a streamer of light and came to a huge rock.

Without hesitation, Rare's right fist condensed the power of chaos and slammed into the huge rock.

The blue-black fist pierced the air, and suddenly a terrifying sonic boom was released, and in an instant, the entire boulder burst apart.

A figure in a linen robe, like a leaf falling in the wind, flew out upside down in embarrassment.

Although he hides his aura, Riel relies on his superior perception to discover his hiding place during his opponent's first attack.

Just as Riel was about to take advantage of the victory, the air around him suddenly became frozen like jelly as the other man chanted, blocking his movements.

Riel's thoughts raced, and he let out a low roar in Akma language.

"Broken!"

In an instant, Rare's will was transmitted to the surrounding space through language, and the chaotic energy of the entire space instantly became disordered.

After only a few moments, the air returned to its original form, and Rare's figure turned into a blast of wind and burst out.

Obviously, the source of power in the spells used by these spellcasters is also the chaotic void.

It's no wonder that the black-robed servant called them "law-stealers."

Riel figured that these people should be the spell pioneers who were hiding in the spell tower and specializing in spells, as mentioned in Testis's last copy.

Speaking of which, they should be regarded as having the same roots, but they seem to have completely different ideas.

These spell pioneers are to comprehend spells from the chaotic void, to understand the rules and arcane laws, and to explore the way forward.

And his gang seems to be pure Chaos camp people, simply and rudely guiding the distorted power of the Chaos Void to incarnate Chaos.

As chaotic orthodoxy, they very much look down on the behavior of these "law thieves" who secretly conduct research.

I can't figure out that the last time I summoned the Chaos Demon to attack them, it was my own group of Chaos Leader Party......

Riel figured it all out, anyway, it's a game, everyone has their own ability, both high and low, life and death!

After using a bunch of spells in a row, the caster who specialized in wind spells began to lose his energy, and then he became weak.

After a burst of chanting, he put a light body technique on his body, and he no longer had the energy to fight back against Rare, and he fled with his seriously injured body as if flying.

However, the effect of the light body technique he used in a hurry was not outstanding, and he was already injured by the aftermath of Rare's Chaos Fist, and his movement speed was not at all comparable to that of Ryel, who was blessed by the power of Chaos.

The distance between the two was shortened by a distance visible to the naked eye, and at a distance of more than ten meters, Riel used [Expression] to communicate the power of chaos in his body, and fiercely unleashed a burst of dark cyan fist wind containing the power of chaos.

At this moment, a huge rock golem burst out of the earth, blocking the violent fist wind with its impregnable body.

This golem is infinitely powerful, rock-solid, and has the property of traveling through soil and rock formations, which is extremely useful in both surprise attacks and tough battles.

It's a pity that any melee unit with a lack of agility is a standard stepping stone in front of Rare.

Easily seeing through the opponent's movements, Rare dodged the opponent's clumsy attack and leaped over the golem's head.

"Die!"

With a low shout, Ryel's body exploded and he punched the opponent hard.

I saw that the other party showed a decisive look, and let out a burst of earth-shattering chanting.

"I surrender, spare my life!"