As the black mist rolled, Archibald's body gradually disappeared in front of Ron, and just above that sky, the repairman who was about to break through the barrier between the management room and the Dusk Continent lost the opportunity to descend to the Nether Realm by a fraction of a second, and could only let out an unwilling roar, and bursts of thunder erupted above the sky.

Looking up, the wind and clouds are surging in the sky.

The cracks that were torn apart before were gradually repaired until there was no trace of them in the end.

The sky had returned to its original state, but faintly, Ron seemed to feel a huge eyeball hovering above the sky, staring at the world below!

In the midst of that eyeball, Ron felt a torrent of rage.

Unwilling, unwilling.

He was just short of able to enter the Continent of Dusk.

He was close to plucking Archibald's eyes to avenge the one-eyed.

In just a few moments, he was able to clean up Ron's damn anomaly and restore most of the chaos in the Dusk Continent.

But this little gap is a thousand miles away.

But now, Archibald has re-entered the abyss, and the conditions for the repairman to interfere in the Dusk Continent no longer exist, in this case, even an existence like the repairman is not qualified to enter the repairman, he can only watch Archibald disappear from his eyes, watching that Ron guy show off his power in the Dusk Continent.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

Noctis didn't know where to go.

It's just that...... Did you really do it yourself?

Ron felt that he should not be such a murderous person, but for some reason, when he slaughtered the army of 200,000 bear people, he didn't have any pity in his heart.

200,000.

200,000 bear people elite killed, although the bear people did not completely wipe out, but basically not much worse, now the bear people are only left with a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, in the orc territory, let alone other tribes, it is this bad weather, it is enough to take away the future of the bear people.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this conflict to kill Noctis, although that guy is not the guardian of fate, but after all, he is also a tool man in the repairman's phase, although his strength is not very good, but he still has the slightest possibility of causing himself a little trouble.

The war is over here, and Noctis is not to be seen again.

Could it be that this is the aftermath of stepping into the realm of destruction?

Ron's brow furrowed.

Shaking his head, Ron no longer thought about Noctis, compared to Noctis Ron was now more concerned about Philomena's affairs.

As an administrator, as a repairman on the World Line, when had he ever been humiliated like this?

Even Archibald, who was so focused on the repairman, was unaware of Noctis's presence.

Perhaps, the effect of the Destruction Realm on cultivators is that the soul gradually becomes bloodthirsty, cruel, and murderous? To gradually pursue perfection in the killing?

A well-defined skeleton, wrapped in crumpled bear skin.

Humiliation.

It had always been the wool that had been scavenged from Archibald before, but now it was the first time that this fellow had asked for his head, and Ron felt that if he didn't say anything else, even if it was just for the sake of the fellow, this matter would have to be done beautifully, in case something really went wrong with Philomena, there would be an irreparable rift between the fellows.

All in all, all seven of the orcs of destiny died in this conflict, and that was enough, without these guys, at least they didn't have to worry about being backstabbed while fighting the evil spirits, and the mission was successfully completed.

Even Ron, after listening to a few roars from the repairman, quickly lost interest, maybe this is called incompetent rage?

Although it was impossible for Ron to do anything to the repairman now, seeing the repairman's incompetent and furious appearance, the vanity in his heart was still greatly satisfied, and with a smile, Ron turned his gaze to look around.

As for the energy lost?

Not long after Ron's figure disappeared, a figure gradually emerged from the void, who was it not Noctis?

This guy didn't go too far from the beginning and the whole time, and was always wandering around the battlefield...... Or rather, Noctis fled, fled far away, but came back for some reason beyond his control.

Although it is said that there is a text introduction, but to put it mildly, who will take it seriously?

That's it, that's it, it's just a small character that is not worth mentioning, if this guy is interested, it's not impossible to let him live, but if this Noctis himself doesn't learn a lesson and still wants to find death, then the love of the stand-in puppet will end here.

It's a pity that that guy actually handed over the stand-in doll for life preservation to himself before the conflict, which made Ron relented for a while and didn't kill him directly.

At this moment, Ron didn't care about the loss of mana, and drove a streamer of light, and flew towards the extreme north.

To be honest, it's a small thing that doesn't really deserve to mention.

Without the support of the law of time, the corpses of the 200,000 bear people fell to the ground crookedly, motionless, in the cold wind, the mane that had lost its original luster like a weed fluttered at will.

If you look closely, you will find that there is obviously something wrong with the current Noctis, although the figure is still the same figure, and the appearance is still the same appearance, but the aura on his body is completely different from before.

It seems that this is just a swarm of ants, and if you kill it, you will kill it, and there is not the slightest ripple in your heart.

Naturally, there is no such thing as realm perception.

Ron thought about it for a while, but couldn't get an accurate answer.

In the firmament, the roaring sound was like muffled thunder, endless, but no matter how terrifying the roar was, and how many creatures were terrified, it could not cause the slightest damage to the nether realm after all.

After all, Philomena was Archibald's only daughter.

Although it seems that Archibald should not be a daughter, it is estimated that it is not much better.

He'd been hiding in the void, right on top of this battlefield, so close that Ron couldn't notice it.

Fortunately, he's not the type to get stuck in the tip of the horns and can't get out, and he doesn't have to think about what he can't understand.

In the game, the division of the realm is not so obvious, but it is just a matter of constantly raising the level, and when the level is raised, do a breakthrough task, and enter the next realm.

It was hard to imagine what kind of pain they endured before they died.

Or is it that as the realm ascends, the cultivator's humanity will gradually weaken, and on the contrary, the divinity will gradually increase?

For Ron now, the energy consumed before can be recovered in a few breaths.

And divinity, inherently indifferent.

Compared with the previous flamboyant temperament, the current Noctis is obviously more restrained, but the pair of pure white wings behind him are now covered with a layer of light gray mist, and the wings seem to be much larger than before.

Obviously, it has a very similar appearance to humans, but for some reason, it feels more like a big bird at a glance.

Noctis's gaze was silently fixed in the direction of Ron's departure, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly with indifference, as if he were looking at a dead man.

But Noctis was not in a hurry to catch up, he first glanced down at his body, there was an unconcealable disgust in his eyes, now this body is too weak for him, if he really relies on this body to fight with Ron, his strength has not had time to exert himself, this body will be the first to collapse without being able to bear it.

I have to find a way to improve my physical fitness.

And this method is not difficult.

Noctis grinned, a gloomy smile appeared on his face, his wings behind him were opened, his body snorted straight into the sky, his right claw stretched out and grabbed hard, and the next moment countless figures appeared in front of Noctis out of thin air, the light was obscured, the whole world seemed to be dark, and a thick layer was covered between heaven and earth.

Those figures are the remaining bears living nearby, the bears of the tribe.

Either they are cubs of the bear people, or they are sick and disabled people who have long lost their ability to hunt.

Pity the last members of the bear people, they don't even understand what is happening to them, they just stay in their nests and live honestly, either sleeping or filling their stomachs, no one understands what is going on, they just feel that they appear in the air in a flash.

One by one, the figures subconsciously struggled desperately.

But this struggle is of no use.

Puff puff......

Only a strange sound was heard, and the tens of thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the bear clan exploded in mid-air one by one.

In an instant, the scarlet blood mist turned into a thick scarlet cloud and rolled in front of Noctis, and the last inheritance of the poor bear people didn't even have time to let out a scream, and was directly crushed.

Scraps of flesh and bones fell to the ground in a thump.

This scene looks even more terrifying than the more than 200,000 corpses on the ground.

But the strange thing is that although the flesh and bones fell, the scarlet blood rain did not land on the glacier, but stayed by Noctis's side, slowly wriggling like a sea of blood, looking at the scarlet in front of him, a trace of excitement flashed in Noctis's eyes, and then Noctis opened his mouth.

Call.

He sucked hard, and his mouth instantly turned into a huge whirlpool.

The scarlet blood mist, large swaths began to be swallowed by Noctis.

As soon as the blood was devoured by Noctis, it immediately began to merge into Noctis's body, and Noctis's body even began to flicker with bursts of demonic red light.

The body, which was originally normal, quickly became hard, and gradually began to seep out a metallic luster.

The process was very fast, it only took about thirty seconds, and all the blood had been devoured by Noctis, who smacked his lips and still had a feeling of unfinished.

After feeling it slightly, he could sense that the strength of this physical body had increased threefold.

This improvement seems to be very large, but it still can't satisfy Noctis, the strength of this body is at most for him to use three or five supernatural powers, and then his body will collapse because he can't support it, Noctis exhaled with some annoyance, looked around and quickly chose a direction, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a large number of figures appeared out of thin air.

This time, it's the werewolves.

……

Ron didn't know what had happened since he left, and he was heading to the Far North as fast as he could.

He was a little worried about Philomena.

Originally, Ron was not worried about Philomena's safety.

According to Bai Yuan, although the realm shown by Philomena is also the peak of the legendary level, if it really comes to fighting, the two sisters are not Philomena's opponents, and the most important thing is that Philomena has a complete set of powerful equipment left by the blasphemous, and there are even holy relics specially refined by the blasphemer for Philomena.

It's definitely the type whose strength can't be judged by realm.

It is not clear whether Philomena has entered the Destruction Realm Bai Yuan, but Bai Yuan feels that the average Destruction Realm powerhouse is afraid that it is definitely not Philomena's opponent.

Coupled with Nyaf's help, Philomena's safety shouldn't be a problem.

But Archibald's appearance in person made Ron change his mind.

You must know that this fellow has been hiding in the abyss in order to avoid the pursuit of the repairman, and Archibald will never leave the abyss easily unless it is an extremely important matter, and this time he actually left the abyss specifically, just to ask himself to save Philomena.

Archibald is far more powerful than himself, so it can only be said that his arrangement has been wrong.

Flying at a super high speed, Ron's body has almost turned into a pure light, which is really a glimpse of light, his own speed has been pushed by Ron to the extreme, and a series of afterimages behind him gradually cracked.

Above the ice field, there is a silvery white patch in all directions, and there is almost no difference at a glance.

If it weren't for the large gray-black world in front of him, Ron would have wondered if he would have lost his way over the ice field.

I don't know how long it has been, but Ron has plunged headlong into the gray-black world.

Here, it's a polluted area.

As soon as he entered the polluted area, Ron almost immediately felt the abnormality of this area, obviously there was no trace of flames, but between the sky and the earth, he could clearly see patches of black ashes, like catkins, like goose feathers and heavy snow.

And when the ashes fell on his body, the robe was instantly corroded into large and small holes, and even the skin under the cloth was a hot sting.

Some sinister, insane power was pouring out of the ashes, trying to penetrate Ron's body.

This is the erosion and pollution of evil spirits.

Originally, Ron had already regarded this evil spirit as a very difficult opponent, but now it seems that the strength of this evil spirit is only stronger than Ron expected, and Ron has no doubt that if these ashes fall on ordinary creatures, the high temperature released from them is estimated to be able to incinerate living beings into ashes in an instant.

If it falls on a legendary-level master, I am afraid that I will shed my skin even if I don't die.

Looking ahead, ashes like this, it is simply endless, denser than goose feathers and snow, and there is nowhere to hide.

It wasn't known how far it was from the location of the spirit, but Ron could imagine that the ashes along the way alone would be enough to take a toll on the intruder's energy.

When the intruder finally appears in front of the evil spirit, it is already a skill to be able to save three or five percent of his own strength, which is still a fart?

What's more, there is also the ubiquitous erosion, and the loss of energy is definitely more exaggerated.

Isn't that guy an evil spirit, aren't all evil spirits brainless? Didn't this evil spirit be so clever when he was poured hundreds of bottles of berserk potion with that guy from Noctis?

Ron didn't dare to slack off, complained a few words in his heart, and then accelerated in the direction of the most polluted one.

……

Call!

The sound of the air being violently rolled up.

Above his head was a long, thick shadow.

Just above Bai Lan and Philomena's heads, there was a huge and thick tentacle.

The tentacles, at least a few hundred meters long and at least a dozen meters in diameter, were like a giant python that had been cultivating for hundreds of years, its whole body was dark red, and the surface of the tentacles seemed to be covered with a layer of slippery slime, flashing with a strange light.

Although there are no bulges all over the surface of the tumor, it doesn't look so ugly, but the fear of the infiltration has not diminished at all, at least the round suction cups under the tentacles, as well as the dense jagged, constantly wriggling sharp teeth in the suction cups, are enough to make Bai Lan and Philomena's scalps tingle.

Seeing the tentacles falling from the sky, Bai Lan and Philomena's faces changed drastically.

Almost without the slightest hesitation, the two slapped each other almost at the same time.

Bang.

With a dull sound, Philomena and Bai Lan flew out at the same time, dodging the attack from the sky in a fraction of a second.

Instantly, the huge, weighty tentacles slammed into the glacier.

Thundered.

With a violent roar, the Wanli Glacier also trembled.

There's even a crisp clicking sound in between.

As far as the eye could see, I could only see countless fine ice crystals floating wantonly above the ice, reflecting the dazzling light.

Because of an attack by this tentacle, the Wanli Glacier directly had an extra crack hundreds of meters long.

The violent impact directly rolled up the snow on the ice, and pounced on the chests of Bai Lan and Philomena, who had just landed on the ground, Bai Lan's strength was slightly weaker, she was just an ordinary, normal legendary-level peak master, and her strength was far less rebellious.

The impact came to his face, Bai Lan only felt a pain in his chest, his steps were a little unmaintainable, his whole body instantly broke off the ground, and he rolled violently in mid-air and was directly blown out of thousands of meters away.

As for Philomena, a sickly flush instantly appeared on her face, her steps staggered back, and her fair little face changed several times in a short period of time.

The mercury lamp suspended overhead also seemed to be affected by the violent impact, flickering on and off, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

After retreating for dozens of steps, Philomena finally stopped, and her chest was also suddenly shaken and stuffy, her small mouth opened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the flushing on her face instantly faded, turning a silly white.

The little hand was raised, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and watched the tentacles in front of him gradually retract, and a behemoth appeared in front of Philomena.

That's an octopus.

An octopus larger than a mountain peak.

Chapter I

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