The collapsed space spreads out of the shadows, and the surrounding light, earth, natural spells, and everything else is distorted and absorbed.

Graham, the Lord of Nightshade, screamed and howled in it, and several attempts to burst out of the vortex were once again dragged into the vortex.

The shadow of the Night Shadow King was at the center of this gravitational collapse.

The super heavy punch manipulates gravity and strengthens the impact of accelerating kinetic energy, and has not yet had time to show its power to the world.

The super-heavy punch strengthened by divine power directly exceeded the limit of the physical reaction that the human body could perform, causing the gravitational collapse.

Gravitational collapse is also known as gravitational collapse. The phenomenon of matter gathering towards the core occurs when the repulsive force between the internal substances is not strong enough to resist the gravitational force. During gravitational collapse, it is accompanied by a large amount of energy release.

In other words, this twisted and condensed power reaches the extreme of this vortex and will explode.

The druids were the first to feel this twisted power, and they were filled with hatred and disgust for everything outside of the natural balance.

Led by the Grand Druid of the Sky Ring, Grantham, who had lost an eye, immediately shouted.

"Retreat! Get out of here!

The druids turned into cheetahs and tigers and quickly left the place. The Church of the Trinity of Justice has experienced a hundred battles and has reacted more quickly. By the time Grantham reminded him, he had already retreated far away.

However, the shadows were everywhere, and the Lord of Night Shadow suddenly stretched out his tentacles from the collapse, dragging them hand and foot, drawing life and strength to fight the collapse, and pulling them to be buried even if the fall failed.

Legendary monsters, and so humiliating?

Grand Druid Grantham manipulates the Hallowed Oak, and the golden vines brutally shatter the shadows to free his companions. However, wherever there is a shadow, there is the power of the Lord of the Nightshade.

Here the shadow tentacles will disappear, and countless hands and feet will reach out and drag them towards the collapse vortex. All life here is a sacrifice for the arrival of the Lord of the Night Shadow.

After Al threw the punch, he gasped in place. The Black Moon Armor on his right hand shattered and weakened, revealing an arm with red flesh and unnaturally twisted, dense blood oozing inside.

Blood vessels burst, bones shatter, flesh and blood melt from the energy generated by carrying unimaginable accelerating kinetic energy.

Even with steel and iron bones, extraordinary physique, and extraordinary regeneration, he still can't withstand such power.

No one knew the horror of the collapse better than him, but at this moment he couldn't get out of it.

The Lord of Night Shadow was coming at him, and if he had the strength to catch the others, how could he be spared.

At this moment, in his shadow, there is a silent and earth-shattering shadow war. It was Alastel who caught the Lord of the Night Shadow before, and at this moment, Alastel and his shadow were captured by the King of the Night Shadow.

The Lord of Night couldn't do anything to him, and he couldn't break free from the Lord of Nightshade, waiting for the collapse and explosion together.

Al took a deep breath, the three rings of the circle rotated, and the power of the huge bloodline supplied the transcendent regeneration to repair the right hand. The black armor was stripped from his body, and behind Al he turned into a cold humanoid black figure, holding two long knives.

One is pitch black and bladeless, and the other is cold and sharp.

The dark side of the moon appeared behind those druids with a leap, and the shadow tentacles that entangled the druids in their passage were simply cut in two.

As soon as the shadow tentacles are broken, new ones are immediately regenerated. As soon as the tentacles came out, the twin blades of the Dark Moon flashed, and they were disconnected again in unison. Cover the druids who are supporting Ar all the way and evacuate from here. Far away, the Lord of Night Shadow, who has not fully descended, can no longer do anything to the druids who are extremely restrained by it.

"Albenstock! Why don't you go!"

Retreating to a safe distance, the Grand Druid of the Sky Ring, Grantham yelled at Ar, who was still around the vortex.

In the face of a terrible evil, the druid saves him once and buys him time to unleash his power. He rescued the druids once and covered them out of the area that was about to be destroyed. Even if the contradiction still exists, it is impossible to deny the noble righteous deeds of the other party.

With his back to them, Al straightened up and walked toward the collapsed place.

"As the master of this stage, how can I get off the stage so embarrassed!"

"As an audience, you just watched the show and applauded the show with your applause. ”

Grantham snorted, roared in the sky, and transformed into a dragon and re-entered the shadowy battlefield.

This face-saving imp!

How could he, a great druid, fail to see the undulating shadows beneath his feet, from which the waves of terrible evil and death burst out. Without the many druids at his disposal, the Lord of Night used all his power to restrain Al, dragging him to the Collapse Vortex.

"Without your weird spells, you're nothing more than an incompetent waste. Let's go home and perform in front of the mirror!"

Although the Great Druid taunted Al, he still took action to save Al.

The rock dragon pointed at Al's feet, and opened its mouth to spew out a dragon's breath made of rocks, and as soon as the dragon's breath landed, it was rocked along with the shadows.

A rocky platform rises from the ground beneath Al and drags Al towards Grantham, the rock dragon, freeing himself from the shadows and retreating from the battlefield.

A terrifying scream of rage in the shadows, and thousands of shadow hands appeared together, shattering the rocks, blocking the rock dragon's breath, and retrieving Al once more.

"Monsters, go back to your world!"

The rock dragon roared, and a huge golden sacred oak tree appeared on the rock dragon, becoming one with the rock dragon.

The Sacred Oak suddenly opened a pair of giant eyes that were not angry and self-threatening, and swung a pair of golden giant fists from the void.

"Grandfather's punishment!"

The golden fist pierced through Al's body, striking the shadows of the earth.

Correcting distortions, restoring balance, and bursting with the vitality of nature, the shadows of the earth are wiped out with a single blow.

The rock dragon immediately retracted his fist and dragged it back along with Al in the golden light of the oak tree.

The shadow beneath Al's feet drilled out a painful shadow giant trying to leave with Al, and countless shadows entangled and dragged behind him.

Alastelle's cry of pleading:

"Father, don't leave me!"

Al clenched his unhealed right hand and forcibly slashed through the golden light of the oak tree, falling from the air and letting the shadow tentacles grab him.

The shadows in the earth glowed with joy of being regained, and countless shadow tentacles rushed towards Al in mid-air again.

The rock dragon roared angrily in the distance:

"Albenstock! What are you doing! That's just an evil creature!

The golden hand reached out again to bring Al back.

In the face of evil, no justice should be sacrificed senselessly. The druids stick to the forest, and they stick to all the goodness of the world.

Al was unmoved, shattering Grantham's outstretched hand, and pounced on the struggling shadow giant without hesitation.

"Alastel is the only one I can trust. ”

"No trust can be let down. ”