After a long time, the stinger type that was dizzy finally shook its body and fell softly The spike was defeated, and it approached Mu Yan's spirit body in a daze, and then ...... Holding Mu Yan's spiritual body, sticking out his tongue is a wild lick

Mu Yan smiled, and the broken palm rested on its soft body...... A blinding green light illuminates the entire area through the black membrane!

Roar!!!

A tyrannical roar came out from the extremely distant darkness, and a big hand that covered the sky and the sun instantly crossed countless spaces and squeezed it down!

As the big hand clenched rapidly, the shadow creatures around it, the largest and only the thickness of its fingers, let out a painful wail, and their flesh and blood collapsed, turning into the most primitive shadow elemental and being sucked into the big hand.

Rumble Rumble......

The violent force squeezed the entire space and sent a violent sound into the distance, and everywhere it went, shadow creatures turned their heads and ran, regardless of their strength or weakness.

For a moment, the space around this fist suddenly became empty.

After a pause, his fists clenched continuously, and his muscles squirmed with a tooth-aching click, as if he was about to crush everything in his palm!

If any other shadow creature were to stay here, they would clearly see the countless hideous scars on the arm, and the simple and mysterious symbol on the back of the hand—a line extending downward from the end of a vortex, connecting an inverted triangle that had been bent three times, and the tip of the inverted triangle again extending a line connecting a swirl pattern in the opposite direction of the vortex above.

The whole pattern is painted in one stroke, and it is a common symbol used by the Shadow Weavers thousands of years ago, symbolizing their ultimate ideal - weaving the world!

......

The laboratory erupted with emerald light again, dyeing Mu Yan's entire body green, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a trace of consternation and happiness flashed in his eyes.

Almost just one more second, and that palm would have crushed him to pieces!

Although he couldn't see the mark on the back of the big hand, he recognized the wounds in the palm of the giant hand that still hadn't healed, and the fluctuations of the special spells that the shadow wizards had developed for the shadow creatures.

If his prediction is correct, the owner of this giant hand should have been a slave creature or a modified creature of a shadow wizard before, or simply a special shadow creature synthesized, because of his hatred for the shadow wizard, so as soon as he sensed this familiar green light, he directly killed the killer!

Fortunately, he specially added a magic circle to speed up teleportation......

However, before he could express his emotion, a familiar fluctuation suddenly came from the black shadow above the formation in front of him.

That thorn is awake!

Exposed to the real world, the previous confusion has clearly failed.

A trace of coldness flashed in Mu Yan's eyes, and the frequency of the spiritual power input into the magic circle suddenly changed, and a second before the thorn type on the inducing magic circle was about to explode, more than a dozen balls of light that emitted a violent white light like a three-kilowatt large light bulb rose from in front of him, surrounding the magic circle!

Bright and dazzling!

The thorn-shaped body suddenly stiffened, probably it had grown so big and had not been attacked by such a hooligan, and the spikes that had just emerged suddenly recovered into a ball in a trembling disorder, and subconsciously it began to frantically look for a place to hide.

Soon, it found a slender shadow not far away, so it immediately shrank and burrowed into it!

However, at the same time as it burrowed into the shadow, the thin stick that cast the shadow immediately collapsed, and countless tiny runes flew out from the thin stick and merged into the shadow, and the thin stick itself even broke down into thin black silk threads to wrap its own shadow.

- Shadow weaver: A classic shadow creature capture trap!

After a few moments, all that remained on the test bench was a slender black rod that was identical to the previous one, and the only difference was that there was no shadow.

Mu Yan disconnected the magic power transmission, dispersed more than ten large balls of light in front of him, treated his eyes with healing magic, and secretly wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes by the way.

It was only after his eyes were finally able to see normally that he gently hooked his hand and beckoned the slender black rod into his hand.

Spiritual power probed into it, and there was a stabbing after-consciousness irritable response from the black rod.

"It's good to be young." Mu Yan sighed with a smile and put it in his pocket.

At this time, there were still thirteen minutes before he left this world, and he didn't plan to do any more research or cultivation, so he turned into a puff of black smoke and flew to the library, put all the books that Lucar hadn't taken away before into his pocket, and then stepped into the shadows non-stop and used the "Temporary Advisory Group Certificate" to teleport directly out of the fortress.

The periphery of the Homenis War Fortress was the same as what he had seen in his previous mental state, a small forest, not lush but vibrant, Mu Yan glanced around, and finally chose an open place, used magic to dig out a small hole in the ground, and carved the stone next to it into the shape of a box, loaded it with Albo's ashes, and buried it underground.

A moment later, he smelted the remaining stone into a tombstone, which he held in his hand and pondered for a long time, but in the end only Albo's name was engraved.

A new tomb was quietly erected in front of this thousand-year-old ruin, Mu Yan lay down next to the tombstone, relaxed, put his hands behind his head, looked at the soft sunlight in the sky, his mind was slowly calm, and his eyes gradually drifted a little.

The last few minutes flowed very slowly, and he remembered many people, many things, from those ten days and those thirty-seven years, light and shadow intertwined, as if in a dream.

"I probably won't be back." He looked at the sky a little distracted.

A withered yellow leaf slowly floated down from the branch, swaying, swinging, and falling.

00：00:00……

The leaves stayed one centimeter away from the tip of Mu Yan's nose, Mu Yan's face was calm at this time, the corners of his eyes were a little tired, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and his black eyes were complex and deep, as if he was recalling something, missing something......

This was the last image he left in this world, and in that time when he pressed the pause, his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

Thirty-seven years and ten days came to an end of a long journey.

……

"He left ......" In the dark space, the voice without emotion exploded like thunder, and countless blood-red thunderbolts slashed down in the entire space, as if the world was destroyed.

Tyxant, who was leaning on the cold throne, slowly opened his eyes, red electric light illuminated his face, those eyes were darker and deeper than the deepest part of the shadow realm.

"Where did you go?" A mocking smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, cold and hard as if carved out of a chisel!

"I don't know." Although the thunderous voice still had no emotion, Tyxant still saw Chabottinia's fear in the changes in his surroundings!

The smile on his face became even more sarcastic.

A god who had slaughtered most of the Destruction God System was actually afraid!

Yes, it really should be afraid, what could be more terrible than a person who suddenly disappears under the attention of the rules?

What does this mean? It shows that this person is not within the scope of the rules of this world at all!

Like those who suddenly appeared on the battlefield thousands of years ago......