If there had not been the power that would have erupted at the time of the end of the world, it would have infected everything in this world. Even if it affects this underground world, which doesn't know how far away from the ground.

If you want to come here, it's a living no-man's land, and it's impossible to even be discovered.

And in this regard, right now, Pomegranate actually wants to find a trace of fresh soul in this barren land.

I have to say, this joke is actually quite ridiculous!

But that being said, this is not the case, or it is precisely because Pomegranate has his own self-confidence that he can definitely find his goal, and he may have noticed something a long time ago.

It has the soul power it needs, and even if the amount is not large, it can't solve the severe erosion of the sequelae of the destructive power in its body at the moment.

But the good thing is that he only needs such a little pomegranate, as long as he can get such a little bit of soul power as a respite for himself.

At that time, even if you can't fully act, as long as you can do it once or twice, anywhere in your body.

As long as you have the strength and respite time to move, then you also firmly believe that you can definitely rely on this crucial opportunity to turn things around, and turn defeat into victory.

At the moment, and in his own body, he swept wildly, like a violent storm blowing on the plain, destroying every inch of land on the grassland with all his might.

It was the after-effects of the destructive power that had made Pomegranate miserable, and he had become an enemy that Pomegranate had to deal with.

In order to suppress this symptom of something wrong, so that he can complete the last step close to the power of the mutant ant king egg, and it can be completed for the purpose, it is also a stubborn strength as soon as he comes up, and no one will let go of him.

When he was about to scare for a moment, he saw that it was a pomegranate with amazing means, looking for the wandering soul that still existed in this dark and silent underground space.

Although he couldn't touch the pomegranate of its figure, the good thing was that he didn't need to see its soul, as long as he could find its dead body, it was enough to find it.

After all, he wasn't a necromancer, and he wouldn't summon a soul, even though he had a soul power in his body that was larger and more powerful than any other powerful being.

But he will not do such a thing as a pomegranate that is detrimental to his own interests, as the so-called rabbit does not eat the grass next to the nest naturally, and then the target falls on the dead corpses around him who have not been dead for a long time.

It was a coincidence that there was a dead body around him that could give Pomegranate this indispensable help.

Looking at it, at this moment, sure enough, it was when I noticed the corpse, and I saw that it was looking at everything in front of me with open and empty eyes.

Although he couldn't see Pomegranate at all, he showed no signs of seeing anything, as if he were a master with no self.

But in fact, the pomegranate, who was really looking at everything in front of him with this pair of eyes, began to become deeper and deeper under the sequelae of the destructive power that had absorbed the last of his power, and his eyes that had become completely godless and cold began to become deeper and deeper.

That's because I don't know what happened to me, I only know that I am constantly rampage under the stubborn energy of the sword, and the last trace of consciousness that has completely disappeared has been successfully transformed into obsession.

Even in the case of resentment, he only felt that his strength had returned to his body again, although it was not as full of upper limit restraint and no harm to his body as before.

This time, the power generated by negative emotions such as obsession and resentment is full of danger, and it is a pomegranate that has unconsciously begun to blacken to a certain extent.

Although I don't know if this level of negative rampage will have a certain impact on his personality and body in the future, but the so-called reluctant child can't trap the wolf, and he is also a truly enlightened pomegranate.

In the belief that even if you are hurt, even if you are attacked more seriously, you still want to get what you want and need.

As the saying goes, "Break a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred", pomegranate who is mentally prepared for this.

Especially when there is still a hateful existence in front of him, entangled with himself, he is even more unwilling to give up, or he wants to take revenge on the other party's pomegranate with practical actions.

Under the rarely exposed character of Jianhui, it was also quite smooth, with the strange power generated by such a strange negative emotion running madly in Pomegranate's body.

That's really the pomegranate who has taken back a certain amount of control over his body, although it's only a little bit, but it's better than him.

As the head that couldn't even turn its neck was "creaking", it was extremely stiff and twisted back to the front little by little, and a pair of godless eyes looked upwards at the petitioner.

It's like a toy that has been torn over.

Then the originally godless gaze gradually began to deepen, like a black whirlpool, although the control of vision gradually returned to his own hands.

But not satisfied, or rather that it was only the first part of the plan for Pomegranate he, along with that pair of eyes that had lost at some point under the vision of the eyes of light that had been given to Pomegranate.

This means that it is no longer a pomegranate who can see the darkness around him as he used to.

Obviously under such blind environmental factors, but what he didn't expect was that it was a pomegranate who didn't care at all, and he didn't say a word at the same time.

I saw Pomegranate's deeper and deeper gaze, or a pair of black pupils, and the black vortex that existed in it became deeper and larger.

It was as if it was about to completely swallow Pomegranate out his gaze, and as the black swirls grew larger and larger, until finally it completely filled Pomegranate's eyes.

It was a pomegranate whose eyes were already indistinguishable from two black swirls, staring coldly at everything in front of him under that ruthless and increasingly strange gaze.

I saw that it was a pomegranate who seemed to be able to clearly capture every move of everything in front of him, and he was under the cold gaze of that pair of eyes that were not at all like the original pomegranate.

It seems to be a pomegranate with his eyes on something, and he looks at it, right now.

It was under Pomegranate's unblinking black swirling eyes that looked at everything in front of him as if it were about to swallow it all.

As they continued to rotate clockwise along with the traces of the swirls, the air began to stir in the place where their focus was.

It was as if something dangerous was approaching step by step, as a cold and incomparably dark aura began to gather and spread.

It was like an ice pack that had been opened, and the moment the cold aura stored in it was released, it was the place where it began to become very wrong, or the place where Pomegranate's gaze was right now.

It was on the cliffs on both sides of the underground space that were at least dozens of meters higher than the pomegranate and hidden the mutant king eggs, which was the soul heavy sword inserted on the cliff next to it.

At the moment, looking at it, the blade of the sword that had cut Pomegranate's arm was still covered with blood, and it was even a soul heavy sword dripping with blood drop by drop.

As a strange force swept over it, although the blood on the blade was still flowing downward, it was not dripping, or even no longer moving.

As if it was frozen in place by the immortal spell, as the black strange power became more and more condensed on it, it should be the soul heavy sword that was obviously locked by the pomegranate right now.

It was gathered by a strange black force around it, and then gradually began to form a notable, even visible spatial vortex under the clockwise rotation.

It was as if the space had been torn apart, and in this strange black vortex could actually distort the space.

I saw that it was a strange vortex that locked the soul heavy sword quite steadily, after completely throwing the existence of the soul heavy sword into the black vortex.

It seems that he knows that he has grasped the goal he needs.

In the next second, I saw that it was a strange vortex that suddenly shrank violently, and it was a sharp turn in the counterclockwise direction from the crazy twisted state with the soul heavy sword.

Suddenly, the originally distorted space returned to normal, and it was the same as the original, as if the original space distortion was just dazzling.

However, in fact, if you take a closer look, you can also find that it is the soul heavy sword that was originally inserted in the rock wall, and it disappeared at some point.

It was as if someone had pulled it out, leaving only an inch of sword marks that had been pierced by a sharp sword blade in its place, and there were no other traces of it.

It was as if it had suddenly disappeared into place, and it was only a moment of effort, from the appearance and end of that strange vortex of distorted time and space.

At best, it was only a few seconds, and in those few seconds nothing could come close to the Soul Ephemera, as if it had been teleported away.

You don't have to guess to know that it must be related to the strange space-time distortion vortex just now.

And the space-time warp vortex was made by the pomegranate, naturally, and then shifted his gaze to the current pomegranate that was no different from a corpse.

Look around, at this very moment.

I saw that it was a pomegranate lying on the ground, and sure enough, I saw that in his black swirl eyes that had stopped rotating, his black and white pupils recovered again.

And if you look closely, you will find that they are still godless and cold, just like dead fish with wide eyes, and they seem to be no different from before.

It's as if the strange incident just happened was just a blind eye, but in fact, if you turn your attention to the following, then you will find out.

It was on the pomegranate's left hand at the moment, it was the pomegranate who was holding the soul sword in his hand, and it was his own blood that was stained on the soul sword in his hand and flowed down the trend.

All sprinkled on the pomegranate at the same time as his hands, it was clear that the soul heavy sword was in his hand, but it was the pomegranate who couldn't laugh at all, and he felt his blood flowing down from the soul heavy sword.

When his left hand was wet, he couldn't sense the presence of Hel Akti in it.

It was a heart under his chest that was sinking more and more, and he felt unprecedented worry and anxiety, or rather a grumpy pomegranate.

Although he didn't know what was going on with Heracti, he clearly knew that things were not going well, or that he was already in the worst situation.

If it is said that even if the state of Hel Akti was very wrong before, he can still sense the existence of Hel Akti.

Now, in a situation where it can't even be sensed, it's as if Hel Akti's existence has disappeared.

Naturally, it was quite anxious, or rather angry, Pomegranate, who was planning to use the soul of the mutant ant king hidden in the mutant ant king's egg to treat Hel Akti and let it recover as soon as possible.

But who would have thought that in the end, it would be the sequelae of the destructive power of the last and the most difficult roadblock, not only frantically extracting the pomegranate's life force and spirit and power, but also the tortured pomegranate he couldn't bear to die.

You have to rely on the bottom of the kettle to draw salary, and the consciousness and belief of desperate struggle can barely act.

On top of that, it also delayed Pomegranate's most important purpose, which was to obtain the soul and power of the mutant antking egg to save Hel Akti.

However, what should have been a good plan was completely ruined by the aftermath of the power of destruction.

Under all kinds of unhappiness and failure, it was a situation where he only felt an indescribable emotion rushing up under his chest, and in an instant, he felt that he was like an emotional bomb that had been ignited and exploded.

It was the pomegranate who had been completely enraged, and his expressionless face, which was almost the same as a zombie's face, instantly became extremely hideous and distorted.

It's like a corpse that has suddenly changed, under the indescribably weird and terrifying, under the negative emotions that seem to be on top, almost exploding.

Then let the body functions and blood in the body, which had almost stopped functioning, start to rampage wildly everywhere again, directly rushing into Pomegranate's brain.