With the shattering of the demon egg in the gap, the majestic cloud mountain that surrounded the town and eroded the night sky seemed to have received a fatal blow, as if it had been blasted from the inside by a nuclear warhead, and suddenly shattered and fell apart, collapsing into pieces of black tide peaks and fading towards the sky.

Pushu Town was soaked in the refreshing cool breeze and gradually woke up. A silvery glow lit up a vast expanse of the sky, spilling down from the twinkling starry sky and enveloping the entire city in a watery night—in the process, the red mist disintegrated into a thousand swam shimmers of light at a speed visible to the naked eye, burrowing back into the body of a stone statue.

The thousands of blue and white statues in the town, after absorbing the red mist that burrowed back into their bodies, as if they had thawed from hibernation, quickly recovered from petrification.

These people did not immediately regain their vitality as soon as they came into contact with petrification, but showed expressions similar to those of a serious illness, and sat down to rest on the spot with weak qi, and for a time the space was filled with weak gasps.

......

In the open gap, the atmosphere was oppressive and cold.

Like insect eggs, piled up on the upwardly bulging spar ground, a few strands of scarlet light like fish in the deep sea swam from time to time, fleeting, and everyone looked at the puddle of bloody corpse fragments, all with heavy expressions.

"It's over. ”

After making sure that the dreadbeast that claimed to be a saint was dead, Evan turned calmly, glanced at the dark clouds that had dissipated in the sky, and said to the captains:

"From now on, all the disasters surrounding Pushu Town originated from this dreadbeast. It is an unprecedented king of monsters, with a power far beyond that of the 'fire dragon', and once hatched, it will inevitably cause unprecedented disasters. We were lucky enough to find it and deal with it in a timely manner. ”

“......”

Beirut closed his eyes and spread his telekinesis into a silk thread, feeling the power fluctuations of the remnants of the corpse fragments - his whole person seemed to be thrown up by some invisible giant force in the air, and for a while, the sky was spinning, and the cold and suffocating pressure came like a tsunami, and his frozen body couldn't help shivering, and the pores of his whole body were about to be frozen.

"Hiss——!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, poured a breath of foul air, staggered back a few steps, slowly exhaled a breath, and said convincingly:

"It's all your merit. ”

"Without the Inquisitor, we wouldn't have survived for sure. ”

Dikmas sighed and shook his head, looked at the scattered eggshell fragments, and said with some distraction: "If that 'fire dragon' is an enhanced dreadbeast, then this 'corpse' that is still hatching is a monster of another dimension, right?

"It calls itself a saint......"

Lopez lowered his head, like a contemplative bard, and said softly, "We can call it a saint-level dreadbeast." ”

"It is a saint in the vanity, a mortal enemy, and we cannot call it a saint. ”

Tessa frowned, indicating that she couldn't accept this title, and said very seriously: "In my opinion, let's call it the Demon King." ”

"Demon King ......"

Beirut stood aside with his hands on his chest, chewed it a few times, and said in a joking tone: "In this way, the current fear beasts are divided into three types: ordinary type, enhanced type, and demon king type?"

"Hmm...... Not bad. ”

Ivan pondered for a moment, feeling that it was imperative to classify the dreadbeasts, and these titles were quite appropriate, so he happily made a decision:

"From now on, we'll divide the Dreadbeast into normal, enhanced, and demonic types. ”

Hearing this, everyone became serious, and after exchanging glances with each other, they all bowed their heads:

"There is a huge gap in strength between the upper and lower levels of the Dreadbeast, and it really needs to be more clearly divided.

"That's what we'll call it from now on. ”

"There are still some more detailed rules, the enhanced Dreadbeast can't be handed over to ordinary witchers, that will only cause unnecessary sacrifices. ”

It was originally a joke about the lively atmosphere, but as soon as he said this, and then the strongest captains admitted it, it was equivalent to a king-whether it was a free witcher, a temple witcher, or an imperial official, they all had to be divided according to this rank.

......

Originally, Evan's status among the witchers was very close to Lu Ban's status among carpenters, and after experiencing the disaster in Pushu Town, his prestige became more and more grand, and there was already a faint taste of 'commanding the heroes, don't dare to disobey'.

The Free Demon Hunters stayed in the town for a few days to recuperate and observe, and then left one by one. The Templars continued to stay here, setting the area around the rift as a martial law zone, and working with Evan to 'guard' the Evil Crystal.

The reason why he stayed here was, of course, to 'guard and steal'.

The evil crystal left behind by the dreadbeast 'Clara' contains an unimaginable mutated nightmare breath inside, and if he can take this power for himself, Evan is confident that his Hades Holy Book will definitely be able to break through the third stage.

“......”

His eyes narrowed, he jumped onto the broken demon egg, lowered his head, and suddenly stretched out the index finger of his left hand, directly piercing the hedron and touching a blood-colored pattern that was still squirming slightly.

When he killed Clara earlier, Ivan didn't absorb the nightmare aura, he knew that this was because the other party had not successfully hatched, and its essence was likely to remain in these crystals.

Hiss.——!

It's like the sound of roasted meat.

His forehead squeezed out slightly, as if he was enduring intense pain.

At the same time, on the skin of Ivan's left index finger, a clear metal pit line was suddenly filled with black lines, which quickly climbed along the fingers to his arm, and then into the flame nucleus on his chest.

Countless black dots of light slowly flashed in Ivan eyes, and he stared at his left hand tightly, his teeth clenched. The metallic blue-black body swelled in a circle, muscles bulging, green tendons bursting out, and a roar similar to the high-speed operation of an engine from the inside out.

"Ah!!h

There was a sudden scream, like the screams of despair before the woman died

There was a sudden shock inside the crack, like a ball of explosives exploding suddenly, and Ivan's left hand was bounced away.

He gasped for breath, raised his left hand, and pressed the flame protonucleus on his chest, with a painful expression on his face - the inside of the originally pure flame pronucleus was now filled with thick black smoke, rushing left and right like a living thing, as if ready to break through the obstacle and regain freedom at any time.

"I can't digest this nightmare breath!?"

Ivan felt the power plundered from the crystal, and found that this nightmare aura was extremely tenacious, and he had been resisting the power of the Holy Book of Hades, so much so that he could not absorb it for a while.