"Boom!"

A hand stretched out from the messy dirt bag, and then the other hand pinched a doll with an aggrieved face and also pushed through the covered soil.

"There are many things to develop besides flying......" He Shan had a headache, he found a flaw in the fighter system.

To be precise, it can't be called a defect, the fighter doesn't need to play bells and whistles at all in the early stage, as long as he steps on the ground and punches each other, close hand-to-hand combat, and when he needs to deal with those enemies running around in the world, underground, and water, he is at least the seventh sense, and flying and the like are already basic skills.

Kogayama's environment could not support him to develop his seventh sense, and it required him to face all kinds of strange enemies and adapt to completely different environments.

In this case, he must become a person without shortcomings, which naturally exposes many messy problems.

"That is, this little guy is stupid enough to continue flying up with its strength, until I can't touch it at all, and I can't do anything about him." He Shan shook the baby monster, and he didn't plan to ask anything, so he killed it directly.

[I'll come back to you]

The fragment of consciousness of unknown origin left behind such a sentence, and evaporated along with the corpse of the monster.

The Knight of Judgment was born, but the nourishment was insufficient, the rebellion in Pottington City ended too quickly, and there was no chance for the follow-up, and the sacrifice Arnold who was selected early in the morning was terminated by He Shan in the process of early transformation, and he could only rely on the scale man to sacrifice Demi's body and forcibly reincarnate.

It's basically equivalent to being stuck between two planes, it's not He Shan's credit, it's the wizards outside the plane who are blocking it from entering the blue ocean plane.

The baby's body didn't matter to it at all, even if it was caught and pinched to death by He Shan from beginning to end, it didn't say a word or show any other emotions.

Killing this thing is also delaying the speed of the blue ocean plane mutation, and the concentration of mana has broken through a certain level, even if there is no outsider to convey mana, the rules will transform other substances by themselves to create a steady stream of mana.

He Shan can kill him with one punch, but he can't change the transformation of the entire plane by magic power, that is from the overwriting of the rules, and there is nothing he can do.

Magic is the aura of calamity, but it is not only the aura of calamity, which indirectly replaces a certain rule through planes and rules, thus affecting all matter and life forms in the plane.

If He Shan wants to solve it, the easiest way is to destroy all life and matter, and the attack of the small universe can definitely do it, and restore everything to the original atom, and the calamity breath will not survive either.

The way it deals with it is a little rougher, take your time, eat up everything bit by bit, and the calamity breath is not a problem for it, as long as it is eaten up.

However, the magic power has changed from a simple calamity breath to the cornerstone of maintaining the existence of the plane, once it is excessively withdrawn, life will disappear, the plane will collapse, and when the plane bubble of this hive world bursts more than half, the whole world will lose its blood-forming ability and slide into the netherworld.

He Shan had only recently figured out that it was obvious that at least one-third of the plane of the Hive World was inseparable from magic, so could he have completely ignored it when it was resolved?

The answer to the problem has to be found in the wizard.

"I don't need to think so much for the time being, I'm not an old mother who needs help with everything, I'm only responsible for saving this world that is about to collapse, and the rest is just fine." He Shan didn't worry about this kind of thing, and his goal was very certain from the beginning.

There is no need to think too much, give these natives a choice, and then live or destroy, he will not have any psychological baggage.

"As for that thing just now, wait until I take care of other things......" He Shan called out, making sure that the source of the baby monster had been locked through the fluctuations of the calamity's aura.

"I'll go find you myself."

……

Potdingston City stabilized much faster than expected, after all, there were wizards involved.

The entire kingdom of Antli has become a mess, and the monsters that appear everywhere are almost impossible to solve for ordinary people, and it is often the knights of the formation who can solve a certain monster at a certain price, and the wild has directly become a forbidden place.

The ties between the various territories are almost completely broken.

With the assistance of the night crow, Cyril completed the task of the tool man very well, pacified the middle class, stabilized the aristocracy, and managed the upper city in two days.

Old Dunn in Downtown also worked hard, in extraordinary times and by extraordinary means, using his name to pack tickets and distribute food, and finally got stuck before the third day to clarify the general situation in Downtown, and handed over the information to Night Raven.

Richard was not idle, and contacted the wizards stationed elsewhere through spells, and the situation was not very optimistic.

The blue ocean plane is not big, there is only one continent in the real sense, and the others are islands, there are a total of nine wizard apprentices stationed in the blue ocean plane, Richard can only contact two, and the other six either leave their last words to commit suicide or inexplicably lose contact.

The plane that has just broken through the boundary, even if there has been a magic mutation, there will not be many strong monsters in a short period of time, and the only ones who can make the wizard apprentices lose contact are basically themselves.

Just like Richard, he gave up completely in despair at the first time.

On the third day after the event, the city of Potdingston, the cemetery.

"Don't worry, I won't become one of those disgusting things." Arnold sat cross-legged in front of a tombstone and said to Cyril not far away as he drank a drink.

Cyril didn't respond, he knew that with his uncle's stubbornness, even death would not pursue the power to lose his mind, he just had some words that were not pleasant.

"Do you know how much my father did for you?" He walked over to the tombstone and asked in a calm tone.

Arnold paused and took another sip of wine, "I don't owe him anything." ”

"He told you to go," Cyril stopped as soon as he spoke, "Forget it, you don't understand. ”

"Heh," Arnold chuckled, "I used to protect him, then he protected me, and until you were born, everything was different." ”

"He's put too much emotion into you, I'm still Arnold, but he's Earl Campbell."

"My dear nephew, you will never understand."

Cyril was noncommittal, his father cultivated him and invested in his feelings, not for him, nor did he like him, but simply wanted to continue the family, as Arnold said, his father was no longer the Andrew he once was.

Including all this, he used the power of the nobles to sit in the position of Earl Campbell, which was also arranged by Andrew, and the only requirement was to save Arnold's life.

At this point, he really didn't understand why such a brotherhood of being close to each other and hating each other was.