The collapse of the Labyrinth City has begun, and from the center of the labyrinth, the waves of magic power begin to impact in all directions in a circle. Every time the waves turn many monsters and tattered ruins into the tiniest magic particles, it is absolutely ruined, and anyone who does not have enough strength to resist the waves will be ruined. It's just that for adventurers who are not derived from the secret realm, the only trouble is that the wild waves of magic will make their power out of control, and if they are too close, they will be hurt by magic - pure magic, but the biggest trouble is the materials and treasures they collect in the secret realm, if there is no protection from their power, it will be a whitewashing ending.

However, now that most of the adventurers have withdrawn from this secret realm, and the masters who remain here are still on the periphery, they have enough strength to protect their loot - except for the guild president, who has no loot on hand, and now they have been scorched by two giants, and their lives are like a broken candle in the wind, and they may be smashed into meatloaf at any time if they miss. But all of them don't have time to regret it, all their attention has to be focused on dodging and counterattacking, Dafan still has time to regret the distraction at this time, and he deserves to be smashed into a meatloaf.

The Count and the others are now on their way again to find out Misha's whereabouts, and of course it would be good to collect a little loot by the way. But it was obvious that this secret realm was starting to be unstable, "It's okay, look at the fluctuation of magic power, this place will not disappear yet-at least not now, but the decline of magic power has begun, something must have happened to the monster lair of this secret realm!" It is indeed true, the two clowns in strange costumes who killed the final leader of the secret realm, the Minotaur King, have now left this labyrinth city in the other direction, of course, each of them is holding a strangely shaped beating stone in their hands, they perfectly converge the power fluctuations on their bodies, and at the same time hide the waves of magic on the beating stone, and leave with them unhurriedly.

Zhou Zhongmou was now rolling on the ground, not because of his own muscles, but because the tide of magic shook the earth, and the shaking earth made this bloody creature roll on the ground with the arch and sink. The rolling Zhou Zhongmou left a cloud of dark red marks on the ground, this guy's internal organs did not drag all over the ground in this case, but because of the rolling and squirming back to the stomach, Misha can only jump to avoid the bulging stones, and at the same time avoid the clumsy attacks of the structures that the crazy houses have become, as for what will happen to Zhou Zhongmou, she has no ability to care at all.

Zhou Zhongmou is now more open, rolling and falling and being lifted aggravated the injuries on his body, the crack is getting bigger and deeper, if it weren't for the clothes on his body with an adaptive size magic effect, it is estimated that it would have been as tattered as the chain mail he was wearing-to say that although this chain mail is now tattered, it is also due to the swelling of Zhou Zhongmou's body that has deeply penetrated his flesh, and in some places it has even worn through the flesh to expose Bai Sensen's bones below. To put it mildly, Zhou Zhongmou's appearance now is a very terrifying dead man--but his breathing is still strong and powerful, and he has not lost his breath at all, but because of this pain, it effectively relieves his itching, making him feel very good--fortunately, there seems to be no tactile nerve on the internal organs, otherwise the feeling of heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys dragging on the ground and rubbing and rubbing must have made him so cool that he flew up.

Finally, with the sound of breaking, muffled by the rumble of falling rocks and earthquakes, the chain mail on Zhou Zhongmou's body was completely finished, and although the magic clothes were soaked in blood, they still dutifully began to swell - but the speed and volume of the expansion were better than the magic of the clothes after all, and with the tearing sound, the first trophy that followed Zhou Zhongmou for many years was declared dead. Now it's slick - no, the pants are surprisingly stiff and still holding on to them without being broken, and the thing is theoretically as strong as the Hulk's pants. The black bristles were torn off as the blood clots fell during the tumble, but the new black bristles grew very tenaciously - on every piece of crumbled skin. Zhou Zhongmou's face also underwent a change - his facial bones were the most drastic, the skin on his face first cracked, and then the muscles below were burst by the hypertrophic bones, making the skin on it still swaying as if it was hanging. But the tissue fluid between the muscles and the skin is also proliferating as much as it can, trying to bind the skin to the muscles - but all efforts fail in the face of the rapidly growing bones.

This guy's face doesn't look like a human at all, and the eyelids are completely torn apart as the eye sockets get bigger, but the eyeballs that have also grown larger stubbornly stay in the eye sockets and don't roll out. Zhou Zhongmou's nose and mouth began to protrude, his jaw began to lengthen, and the original human teeth on the wide gums began to mutate. The canine teeth, which had begun to partially mutate, were now long and thick, with sharp sharp blades and serrated blades, the cracked teeth were equally large and sharp, and the black bristles grew wantonly on his face, but the skin was still hanging on the cracked muscles, making this face look very strange.

This qiē came to an abrupt halt at one point in time—it was the last wave of magic that swept by, and then the wave of magic stopped. And the same is true of the mutation in Zhou Zhongmou's body, which suddenly stopped changing, and the originally proliferated bones and swollen muscles atrophied rapidly, and then the tattered skin covered the atrophied muscles again, and then began to heal quickly under the action of interstitial fluid. Soon, in addition to the congealed blood stains and tattered clothes all over his body, Zhou Zhongmou's whole body returned to normal, and his wounds had healed.

The level of magic in this secret realm has suddenly dropped to a low point, and now this place is really only a bronze-level secret realm - there will never be enough magic power to increase the generation of monsters like minotaurs and giants, and it can be said that this is now a veritable goblin labyrinth. Of course, this also saved the union's gang, and the giant after the outbreak suddenly wilted after the last wave of mana, and then after roaring and swinging a very heavy 180-degree sweep, it turned and ran away. The boulder thrown by the cyclops covered the retreat of the two giants, and the already exhausted union warriors did not want to chase the giants to force them to fight to the death, and the magicians had to give up chasing the giants because they were not properly prepared - in order to kill the giants, they needed some other spells, so they had to spend time preparing and copying them into the magic book - there is a limit to the magic copied in the general magic book, and the total amount of mana is limited.

Due to such a strange change, all the adventurers who entered this secret realm did not want to go to the core to see what was going on for the time being, so they all hurriedly collected the harvest in front of them, and then left this place as fast as possible. Of course, the same is true for Misha, she has never stayed away from Zhou Zhongmou's side, and when those dilapidated house structures began to disintegrate one after another with the subsidence of the magic waves, she also returned to Zhou Zhongmou's side for the first time. Seeing that this man was breathing steadily, and although there were horrible blood stains and clumps all over his body, the wounds had all healed - this smart girl would not come to ask what was going on, she just poured the water from the water bag in her hand into Zhou Zhongmou's mouth as much as possible to relieve his dehydration symptoms caused by the situation just now. Soon, Zhou Zhongmou regained his ability to move—although he was not expected to be able to fight much, but there was no problem in moving on his own—at least he didn't need the petite Misha to support him to move.

If you deal with something like a goblin, Misha herself has no problem, and Zhou Zhongmou picked up the magic sword from the broken chain mail and blood, and the magic sword protected by Zhou Zhongmou's blood was not whitewashed, so it was carried on Zhou Zhongmou's back again, and then walked towards the road where he left.