Let's chirp~

At that moment, like slapping a worm to death, the thorn ball that Diggie turned into was instantly slapped into powder by Denver's big palm.

The silent darkness around him fluctuated for a moment, this was its inner world, its main battlefield! A black and white one-eyed eye on it stared at the giant body that Denver Ao had turned into, full of solemnity.

Diggie knew it was time to fight hard.

But the reality is often much crueler than imagined, just after reorganizing the body, before it can react, the big hand that covers the sky is fiercely closed again.

Syllable!

Like a slap in the face, the pain of the dissipation of the soul comes again. But it was immediately condensed and restored, and then dispersed.

Again and again..... "Come, keep recovering, little devil!!" the giant let out an ear-feeding roar, and he didn't believe that this little thing could recover indefinitely.

You must know that every soul has a limit to endure. Even in the inner world of the self, the limit of tolerance is relaxed, but there is a limit (and demons are no exception).

Denver now wants to see the image of this stubborn demon's soul when it collapses: a brilliant firework or a puff of powder.

Bang Bang Bang .....

The applause continued to ring, and in the cycle of life and death, the endurance limit of Diggie's soul was much higher than he imagined, and it was still reorganized. It's just that the limit is too high, and it seems like a kind of purgatory torture for Diggie.

Think about a person's body, which has been crushed back and forth countless times by a steel plate machine tool, shattered and reassembled..... What a pain and suffering!

Unconsciously, the speed of Diggie's condensation became slower and slower, and the number of big hand slaps became lower, but the intensity became greater and stronger. Denver Ao has a feeling like the next time this little worm will die!

Come on, come on! The giant's eyes were blazing, and he did not miss a moment to defeat it. It wasn't Denver Ao's toughest fight, but it was the one he looked forward to winning the most.

What a stubborn demon! There is nothing more rewarding than destroying a stubborn enemy.

Oh~ Look, how funny and stubborn these demon's little eyes are - I like it!

Syllable!

The big hand closed again without mercy, and Diggie turned into a pinch of powder again.

Weakness, extreme weakness, completely hollowed out weakness.

It's like a social animal soaking in a warm bathtub after a tiring day. Every inch of its soul is a declaration of laziness, and it doesn't want to move a single bit.

"Maybe it's a good choice to give up like this......" Diggie's consciousness began to blur, as if it had had enough of this torture and chose to give up. The glistening powder in the darkness drifted lazily, and then was slapped more and more scattered by the giants again and again.

"What's the meaning of being alive?" inexplicably, Diggie thought of this question. The remnants of its collapsing consciousness have emerged with many images that look like marquees:

There was the first time it ate a demon, the first time it ate a man, the first time it met the demon called 'Yog', there was the clown mask in front of it......

In the end, its memory picture is fixed on the scenes of the dead. There are people it kills, there are demons it kills, and there are others who kill, but their last eyes are the same. In addition to the fear of death, they all carry a deep attachment to survival.

"Why do they want to live like that?" Diggie thought, the fluorescence of the fine powder in the darkness getting fainter and fainter.

......

On the Mia plate, which was occupied by the Bright Civilization, four tired figures across the six major plates in just a few days collapsed on the ground, and their faces were full of anticipation.

"The preparations are all done. The rest is up to you, Wizard Klan. Old Green's long red beard, which shook with the heaving of his chest, said to the clown man.

"Hmm.... It's time to go back....." Crane, who had been given high hopes by the other three, looked at the thin brown clouds in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

After recovering some magic and spirit after a long time, the four wizards returned to the continent of Odin, but what they saw shocked them a lot.

- "This is ......" Filina's red lips opened slightly to indicate surprise, she looked at the reckless and bloody ocean below, and her brain was a little confused.

"This is the breath of the 'Denver Arcane Void Technique', and I remember that Crane's apprentice practiced this secret technique. Old Green had seen Diggie once, and he quickly thought of something, and looked at Crane with a shocked expression: "You want to perform the 'Philosopher's Stone' sacrifice?"

"That's right. From under the clown mask came Crane's unequivocal words.

"What the hell do you want to do?!" the excited wizard grabbed his collar, "You also planned that plan, right?"

Lifted by the collar, Crane was still calm, but with deep exhaustion and nostalgia in his tone: "I just want to go back." ”

"Go back, what the hell are you thinking?!! such a huge soul sacrifice, the Philosopher's Stone..... I think one of the things I regret most in my life is knowing you!!" Wizard Jay snarled at him, spitting stars.

"Anyway, as a participant, you also have great benefits, right? Our purpose does not conflict......

As soon as these words came out, the three of them fell silent.

Firina looked at the sea of blood surging below, and a strange color flowed through her eyes. She glanced at Jay vaguely, and Jay's gaze just happened to collide with her. For a while, in the silent atmosphere, strangeness quietly breeded.

I don't know who made the first move, the flames, black erosion, vines, the three huge supernatural powers that have been accumulated, all aimed at Crane and blasted down.

Burst~

Several clown bugs turned to ashes in an instant, and their attacks were useless. The main body of Clown Crane is no longer known to have been transferred to.

The three of them looked at the ashes that formed the clown pattern, and their faces were dripping with gloom - they had been tricked.

But soon they recited the incantation one after another, and left the thirteenth layer of the Abyss Naia Realm at great cost, because the instinctive warning had been sounded. A certain madman has been induced, and the preparations buried in the ground of the six plates.

They didn't want to die in the catastrophe that was about to befall them.

Boom!

Odin, Mia, Tracy..... The huge blue crystals under the six plates all shattered in unison at this moment. The chain reaction produced triggered the irritable magic that wrapped the seal inside, producing wonderful changes.

On the ground, above the sea of blood with no end in sight. Clown Crane looked at it and weakly chanted a spell.

With a long and obscure incantation, it was chanted. In the sea of blood, the clown beetles that thrives and splits close to each other, forming a huge and complex pattern in an orderly manner—it is a sacrificial circle that envelops the entire sea of blood.

When the clown beetles were connected end to end and took place one after another, an eternal aura came. This magic circle, which had several regular circles and multiple law code language patterns, began to emit a misty blood-colored brilliance.

"Between winter and spring, all living beings melt away..... After purgatory, the shining white sunlight will appear in the world....." After chanting the lengthy incantation, looking at the sea of blood slowly closing in the formation, Crane's eyes were filled with hope.

"Barcelus, eternal world!I, Hugo Crane, will use the Philosopher's Stone to recreate your glory!!" He looked up at the sky, and seemed to see the smile of his father in his memory, the figure of his mother, and the colorful festive life in the original world.

"Enough, really enough. If that's not enough, then is there enough for the whole of Naia?!! and you are alive!" Crane outstretched his arms and hugged him wildly.

In his countdown, just the moment when the sea of blood was condensed to the size of a fist, the Odin plate under him, the nearby Tracy plate, etc., six huge floating continents exploded!

Whether it's a knight of light or a demon, all living beings in the Naia realm are fair at this time. Everything vanished in the all-encompassing explosion.

In the central area, shattered continental fragments flew in a torrent and fell into the deep void below. The terrifying power of the explosion even tore through the stable boundary wall! The void at the center of the explosion cracked open cracks of different sizes and exuding the aura of time and space.

Then the aftermath of the explosion erupted from the center, sweeping around the Naia realm in an instant. The many fragments dotted around the aftermath followed in the aftermath of destruction.

The unwilling roar of countless lives finally attracted the attention of an unknown existence.

Tens of thousands of dense pupils appeared in the void one after another, observing this destructive world. Countless bloated dark green vesicles appeared out of thin air in the void at the other end.

Among the vesicles that were constantly living and dying, one by one the blood-red eyes quietly opened, also observing the destruction of the Naia Realm.

Inevitably, a large number of unwilling souls who lost their lives were easily absorbed by these two majestic and indescribable beings, and the demons or unknown creatures that appeared afterwards disappeared without a trace as soon as they sensed the breath of the two great beings.

"Naia.....

"Yog......"

The two great beings, without interfering with anything, watched and communicated with each other.