Chapter 463: The End of Ovacin

The Demon Sub-Lord's projection giant claw was getting closer and closer, and the mountain-like oppressive force once again shattered and cracked the space that had just been repaired, and the chaotic abyss energy scorched the clear sky, and a black and red brilliance as if it was in the abyss also unconsciously penetrated every inch of the air.

This is undoubtedly a catastrophe, and on this forgotten desert, such a catastrophe can only be endured passively by powerless kingdoms and innocent poor people if no one prevents it, and then ...... Died in despair!

But the wild desert is lucky.

In the face of the "natural disaster" of the collapse of the mountains, a black figure burst towards the giant claw that covered the sky and the sun like a sharp sword.

It was a pure black dragon, the inky black dragon scales were not stained with any blood even in the blood of the abyss, and the bright dragon pupils were burning with scorching fire, and whenever he stretched his wings and separated the air, the magical aura that wrapped around his body would reflect the colorful flames on the surface of the dragon scales.

Like a petrel swooping down on a storm, Ovac - Sour Throat, the former ruler of the Hoth Mountains, also flew away with a projection of giant claws towards the demon sub-lord!

He wants to stop this man-made "natural disaster" and save all the living beings in the entire raging desert.

"Laugh at it, punk cyan, you can never understand what is good and what salvation is, you are destined to sink in the mire of "evil", and then look at the glory that belongs to "good" alone"!

In this final moment, Ovac's deep accent was clearly heard throughout the battlefield.

As he himself said, he will always insist on and practice his "goodness", even if he is broken for it.

Savior? That's right, savior!

It may be a word that has been criticized and even reduced to a derogatory meaning, but in Ovacin's heart, it is a responsibility and obligation that he must practice, the key to his liberation from the prison of Tiamat's blood, and the belief that he has carried out from life to death!

Maybe he can't be understood, and he can't get anything in return, but this black dragon still flew to the mortal fate without hesitation, and flew to the "goodness" and "redemption" he was seeking!

Of course, Ovac's behavior is also destined to not be recognized by "interests" like punk.

"Goodness" is ridiculous, only strength is eternal, only profit is the pursuit!"!

Looking at the smaller and smaller figure of the black dragon, Punk's expression was still as cold and gloomy as ever, he didn't understand Ovacin's choice, and he didn't need to understand Ovacin's choice.

Punk only needs to know that at this point, choosing to save the black dragon who has given up revenge has become a big help for him, and the next ...... The Demon Sub-Lord's Projection Giant Claw is no longer a concern.

As Ovacin flew higher and higher, the black dragon's soul began to break free from his body, and soon, under Ovacin's intentional peeling, the black dragon's torn soul finally completely broke away from his body, and the meaningless "dragon corpse" also fell quickly in mid-air like a rag hanging from a heavy object.

Ovac, who exposed his soul, immediately attracted the attention of the demon sub-lord Projection Giant Claw, after all, this terrible sub-lord was attracted by the delicious soul from the beginning, and when a powerful and kind soul came to the door, the greedy demon would never choose to refuse.

As a result, around Ovakin's soul, a large amount of abyssal energy quickly formed countless tentacles and whirlwinds, and these chaotic forces almost completely wrapped Ovakin's soul under the manipulation of the secondary lord, and then, they immediately fused towards the demon sub-lord's projection giant claw at the fastest speed.

Ovac didn't resist, he was just indifferently engulfed by the abyssal energy, and then indifferently merged into the projection giant claw of the secondary lord............

At last...... At the moment of completing the fusion, Ovacin finally resolutely unveiled his last, most impractical, and most powerful hole card - Promotion Legend!

Ovac's promotion was doomed, and since ancient times, I had never heard of anyone who had the slightest chance of successfully advancing in a state of broken soul.

But that's what Ovac wants!

The promotion of the legend is an absolute qualitative process, at this time the soul will begin to try to grasp the power of the law, once it fails in the process, the power belonging to the law will suddenly burst out from within the soul, the kind of law energy that has become extremely pure and chaotic because of the convergence explosion can absolutely destroy all non-legendary existence within a certain range indiscriminately.

This is undoubtedly a terrifying method that will end in the same end, and at the same time, it is also the last killer weapon of Ovacin!

Now, in order to save the countless poor people of the Waibien Kingdom, the black dragon who chose to sacrifice his life for the sake of "goodness" has resolutely detonated this power within the projection giant claw of the demon sub-lord, which will end this projection without legendary level power, and shatter the altar along with the abyss, by the way...... Completely destroy your own soul.

"A failure to advance? a sad killer feature to be expected"!

Indifferently watching as Ovacin's soul sank into the black and red giant hand, the punk who estimated the distance carefully took two or three steps back, and then ...... He took the rest of his time to watch the next "closing performance" that belonged to Ovacin!

Maybe it has something to do with the law of Ovac's major, or maybe it's the result of the deliberate control of this "true savior", the outbreak of the Black Dragon's failure to advance is not an earth-shattering explosion.

On the contrary, the destruction he unleashes is silent, sublimated and pervasive.

I saw a flash of colored light suddenly seep out from within the demonic sub-lord's projection giant claw.

Immediately after, this brilliance began to form countless ribbons of energy dancing in the air, in the wind of abyssal energy, this ribbon fluttered and spread at will without being affected at all, and the endless silk continued to emerge with the demon secondary lord's projection giant claw as the center, and a large number of colored ribbons soon spread throughout the space.

Color, as far as the eye can see, the entire space is almost filled with color.

A large number of colorful ribbons are layered endlessly, accompanied by the gentle dance of each silk, for a while, these dense silks are as gorgeous as flowers, and the brilliance of each touch of energy seems to reflect all the beauty that people can imagine.

But...... The expansion of colored ribbons obviously won't really be endless?

In fact, just as the last touch of silk approached the ground about three steps away from the punk, this "splendid flower cluster", which was no less than a city, quietly stopped expanding.

Then, in the next split second......

The whole world of color burst like a dream bubble............