What the hell is this?!

Rabbi Bird looked in horror at the rapidly approaching black smoke with a look of disbelief in his eyes. ，

A single attack can cover a distance of thousands of kilometers, and all five members of their team can be severely injured in a single blow.

Being able to break out of the encirclement from the surprise attack of the Polar Waterfall Ice Flow Flogra, even if they relied on the broken cover of the camp leaders Mortier and Candace and others, their own strength was not considered weak in the double ring, but now, they were so easily defeated by the attack from this black smoke ball.

This is not the power that the double ring should have at all, this kind of power that far exceeds the limit of the middle and third layers, why is it not forcibly excluded by the rules?!

Seeing the black smoke rapidly approaching, Rabbi Bird and the team members had a look of despair in their eyes.

In the face of this kind of existence, even if you liberate the secret pattern 100% and make a last fight at the risk of complete alienation, I am afraid that there will be no chance of resistance.

Forget it, so be it, maybe dying like this is the best ending for a transcendent.

He felt tired, it had been fifty years since he was born, when he was a child, every day was trembling, growing up in the outermost circle of the city of refuge, every day he had to be frightened by the risk of alienation, for a little food to put aside all dignity, even relatives had to be careful to guard against each other, and later, fortunately chosen by the conquerors, after nearly thirty years of hard study and cultivation, finally became stronger and stronger.

But the powerful power did not bring him any sense of security, on the contrary, internally, he had to fight against distortion and madness every moment, suppress his own secret patterns, and walk on thin ice all the time, and externally, because of the special identity of the conqueror, he was constantly fighting and running around.

For more than 50 years, there has not been a moment when his spirit has not been in a state of tension, and he has never known what it is like to get a good night's sleep.

He really felt a little tired, maybe just closing his eyes, not making any resistance, and leaving this world easily is also a good choice.

A slightly eerie and peaceful smile appeared on the corner of Rabbi Bird's mouth, and his eyes drooped slightly, as if he had given up resistance.

Then, he snapped his eyes open.

Wrong!

He was able to grow to the double ring, far beyond the ordinary transcendental, and still walked the path of a twisted conqueror, neither qualifications nor will was he weak, if it were not for the idea that he would rather be broken than destroyed, the conqueror would not have been able to come to his point no matter what.

How can such a person give up so easily?

"Influenced, my will, is being extracted"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Rabbi Bird's mouth, and now he reacted, it was too late, the black smoke was already close at hand, and now even if he wanted to release all the secret pattern power immediately, he would not kill them faster than the other party.

He tried his best to see what was inside the black smoke.

Even if it is death, it must be understood.

He vaguely saw the presence in the black smoke ball.

A figure covered in a black robe, holding a slender sword with purple lines in his hand, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes full of chaos from under the hood of the robe.

What impressed him the most was not people, but the knife in the hands of the black-robed man, this knife was full of unspeakable contradictions, the first feeling was extreme evil and filth, as if gathering all the evil in the world, but the second feeling was that in this extreme evil, it seemed that a different light was born. ，

To cut everything and gather all the darkness, ugliness and filth of this world is to bring new light to this world in a new era.

Destruction is a new birth.

This is not a magic knife, this is clearly a knife of the Holy Spirit.

"Conqueror"

The black figure holding the long knife of the saint and the demon made a terrifying sound full of overlapping sounds, and his body trembled slightly, and the long knife that was about to be cut off stayed in mid-air, as if he was fighting against something, struggling with something.

"A new goal has emerged"

"Their evil will, more delicious"

“”

The black figure whispered to himself like a dream, as if it was discussing something with some being, and had reached some kind of agreement.

Then, Rabbi Bird saw the black-robed figure tremble slightly, and a black smoke ball quickly moved away from them, heading in the other direction.

Whew! Whew!!

The five conquerors, including Rabbi Bird, couldn't help but gasp violently a few times at the moment when the black-robed figure left, with a hint of happiness in their eyes for the rest of their lives, and unconsciously cold sweat had wet their bodies.

The oppression from the shadow was so strong that it was hard for them to breathe.

"What the hell is that?"

The black-robed woman who belonged to the Dark Spirit Sonata among the five couldn't help but ask with a trembling voice.

"I don't know if I can't even see through that cloud of black smoke."

The muscular strong man of the Berserk Chariot shook his head, and said angrily, the mental strength of the people of the Berserk Chariot is indeed a weakness.

"Rabbi, among us, your spiritual power and will core are the strongest, do you see clearly?"

Another female of Abyssal Breath asked Rabbi Bird.

"I see clearly"

Rabbi Bird thought about it carefully, and there was a little more speculation in his mind.

The feeling of that black smoke was generally similar to the power of distortion, and the powerful sense of presence and evil brought by that blade seemed to be similar to the secret pattern sustenance of a certain genre.

"A genre that uses weapons as a sustenance, a devourer of the Black Devourer?!"

Rabbi Bird's pupils shrank, and he whispered to himself, thinking of the other party's mercy just now because of his identity as the conqueror of others, and a suspicion suddenly rose in his heart.

"Devourer?"

Several of the other members asked inexplicably, they didn't have the ability to see through the black smoke, so they didn't know what Rabbi Bird meant.

"It's a pity that there are no conquerors of the Black Devourer in the team, and if you have a chance to leave the spiral staircase alive, you must inquire about who this person is."

Rabbi Bird muttered to himself and did not respond to his teammates' questions.

In fact, although everyone was chatting just now, the power in the body did not stop for a moment, and a large number of twisted silk threads kept pouring out, repairing their bodies in order to recover their mobility as soon as possible.

However, before they could fully regain their mobility, violent fluctuations came from not far away.

"We haven't found it yet, but it has found itself."

The bald man Anjig led two teams of ten people with a total of ten people to watch from a distance as an impenetrable cloud of black smoke approached quickly.

"Can you see what it is?"

One of Anjige's subordinates asked suspiciously, looking at the cloud of black smoke.

"I can't see it clearly, all in all, it's not a treasure, but it can cause such a big movement, there should be something special."

"Do it, remember, adults want to live."

Anjig said with a flat face, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Lord Anjige, how much power do you want to borrow this time?"

One of the black-robed young men looked at the black smoke from a distance and said.

"Fifty percent!"

The black smoke quickly approached, and a large number of purple silk threads escaped from Anjige's body, following some kind of imprint, connecting to the ten people who were traveling with him.

The immense power on their bodies was forcibly absorbed by these black silk threads, and all of them converged on Anjige's body.

At the same time, another part of the purple silk threads converged on the surface of Anjige's body, constantly expanding, temporarily forming a huge extracorporeal circulation system, and his body also rapidly expanded, gradually turning into a terrifying figure more than ten meters high, which looked like it was stitched together by corpses, hideous and terrifying.

This is Anjige's special ability, using the power of the "Strange Corpse" secret pattern, he can fuse a certain amount of external force in a very short period of time, and build an extracorporeal circulation system to manipulate this power, exerting extremely terrifying power in a short period of time.

In his fused state of power, even Flogra had to retreat for a while, waiting until his brief outburst was over before he could defeat him.

As you can imagine, what a horrific attack.

The strength of the surrounding Fallen dropped by half in an instant, which was almost the peak of Anjige's ability to absorb fusion, and if it was more, the extracorporeal circulation he had constructed would not be able to hold it at all, and it would be B in an instant.

Although the strongest said that he didn't care, he was unambiguous once he made a move, and Anjige also knew the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit.

Under Anjig's command, these degenerates unleashed a variety of attacks on the black smoke masses.

A large amount of mixed force field, smoke and dust, and power fluctuations spread, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The shadow seemed to be bewildered, slowing down for a moment.

Black Domain, Ten Thousand Souls Prison Cage!!

More than ten meters high, Anjige's hand slammed into the palm of his hand.

Boom Boom!!

Tens of thousands of ghost shadows turned into terrifying forces rushed out from the ground, instantly covering a radius of five hundred meters, constantly shuttling, causing huge damage, and the ghosts were entangled together, weaving into a huge cage.

For a moment, the world was turned upside down, and the area shrouded in power seemed to be experiencing the end of the world, the ground was ploughed open, and no living form could survive in its passing, all of which were cut and imprisoned.

Some of the fallen were too close to the horror cage, and they were instantly penetrated by ghosts, and the powerhouses of the double ring level, even if their strength was reduced by fifty percent, it was equivalent to the peak of the ordinary single ring, but because they were rubbed by this ghost, they suffered a lot of injuries.

"Bang! Boom! ”

The black smoke ball hit the cage twice in a row, but they were all bounced away by a strong force, and the cage contracted rapidly under Anjige's control, and the range became smaller and stronger.

"It's useless, this is the Ten Thousand Souls Prison Cage condensed after absorbing ten elite double rings, I shot with all my might, even if it is an ordinary three rings, it is difficult to break free, the first time I can't break the cage, and then the power will become more and more solidified with the decrease in the range of the cage, to the point that the three rings can't be broken, you missed the best time to escape, and then it's just a useless struggle, I didn't expect this hunt to be so simple, I thought it would take a lot of twists and turns."

Anjige calmly looked at Meng Xuan in the cage, as if he was looking at a piece of loot in hand.

Not long ago, in the battle with the Fire Ring Palace, he also used this trick to directly imprison and annihilate a hall branch hall with a hundred and ten layers of solidified defense rituals, and hundreds of single ring transcendents were squeezed into a meat ball in his move, that is, that battle made him really enter the sight of the legion higher-ups, and arranged him by Flogra's side.

And this position is almost equivalent to the henchman of the future army commander, the top executive.

But that's not what he really desires.

He had always longed that one day he would be able to replace Flogra, and even the Captain of Winter.

Flogra is nothing more than a springboard for him.

"It's this taste ambition, evil thoughts, n hee hee, it's so good, these are the most delicious nourishments to eat you!"

A voracious, terrifying overlay sounded in his ears with a creepy hunger.

"This thing wants to trap people too? Are you serious?! ”

A black light rose into the sky.

The Ten Thousand Souls Cage was like a large watermelon, cut in half in an instant, no different from cutting tofu.

And, the blade passed through the cage and slashed at him at a speed that made it impossible to react at all.

A line of blood spread from the top of Anjig's head to his cross.

Thorn!!

His body exploded in half, and everything in his body—will, evil thoughts, ambitions, fears, and so on—seemed to be pulled into a great whirlpool, shattered, swallowed, and seemed to let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The power on his body surface gets out of control, and the external circulation collapses, producing a powerful b.

The Fallen who were not far from him were seriously injured by this bshock, and they could only see a cloud of black smoke raging continuously, and everywhere they passed, the Fallen had lost the breath of life, and their bodies were dry, although their appearance had not changed, and there was even a certain breath of life, but intuitively, they seemed to have turned into a puddle of rotten meat, and they had lost the most precious thing as an intelligent life.

Their will, or consciousness, was absorbed in an instant by the black smoke.

Devouring thoughts, this is the powerful ability condensed by Meng Xuan's devouring device, and it is also the fundamental reason why he has not gone completely crazy under the twisted power so far.

This devourer's ability is simply no different from that of the devil.

It can absorb all the illusory power of the will, emotions, and so on of living beings, crush, crush, swallow, and store them in the devourer, becoming a huge source of will that can be mobilized.

This was Meng Xuan's hope for survival.

As long as there is enough will of the lifeform to be absorbed, and the source of the will in the devourer is strong enough, it will be able to suppress the riot and chaos of that distorted seed, and delay the time of his alienation!

And he has no time now, so he can only resort to the most primitive and effective means.

That is the primordial killing, and at the moment of the death of the living beings, absorbing all their will that escapes is the simplest and most effective method.

"It's not enough, more is needed"

Meng Xuan's eyes were blood-red, the consciousness power he had just absorbed from the phagogue was not enough, he let out a crazy murmur in a low voice, and looked in one direction from afar.

This crazy killing that I don't know where the end is, in a series of coincidences, officially kicked off. 11