Chapter 475 The Sad Beast

A sad roar of beasts echoed in the sky of Abetus, and then the gloomy sky became dark. Duke Dressel opened his right hand, and in the void behind him, a force that had been suppressed for an unknown number of years Outburst.

That kind of primitive purity comes from the instinct in a person's blood, which has been hammered and honed repeatedly, day after day, year after year, and at this moment, it is completely released.

Many residents of Abetus appeared on the street. They looked up at the figure floating in the sky. An emotion called sadness lingered in everyone's hearts. Even the tears falling from the corners of their eyes seemed like Nobody noticed.

"what happened?"

"Why do I feel so sad, it feels like I'm about to lose an important person, forget an important thing..."

At this moment, the entire city formed a spiritual resonance with the figure in the sky.

Dressel waved his hand lightly, as if taking off a star and turning it into his own weapon, without huge oppression of spiritual power, without the sound of howling breaking wind, his arm was raised.

But this simple action seemed to exhaust all his energy for the rest of his life.

Sad beast.

"I waited for ten years, maybe just to complete today's blow."

At this moment, Ertan, who was originally mad, changed his face drastically. He quickly backed away, but the surrounding space seemed to be completely confined. No matter which direction he fled to, he would appear in the same place after an instant.

"This is impossible?!"

"This is not a power that can be controlled by the seventh level, or even the eighth level..."

"You're right." Dressel let out a soft breath, "Of course it's not my strength alone, it's not me who killed you, but every demon hunter who lost control of Abetus !"

A huge black beast appeared behind Dressel. Every hair of the beast was connected to the void like black smoke. In the swirling black smoke, Sigmund saw many different faces.

Young people, young men and women.

Some of their faces were youthful or resolute, and some were a little dazed, but all of them were doing the hunter salute seriously, repeating a motto that was very familiar to Sigmund:

"He started out as a hunter and returned as a beast."

He remembered that Marek had said something similar to him just as he was signing the contract.

Dressel is the most powerful hunter, but also the saddest beast. He devoured the despair and sorrow of those out-of-control hunters, and then transformed all these into his own strength, giving birth to a sad beast in the void. beast.

And now the sad beast bared its fangs for the first time.

They were about to accomplish a feat that had never been done before.

Killing God!

The huge beast suddenly dissipated, and a tall figure stood out from the forehead of the beast.

"It's His Majesty Fred!" someone shouted from the street.

"Snapped!"

Fred stood behind Dressel, clapping his right hand on his shoulder.

"For Abetus."

The air vibrated, and everyone seemed to hear a voice.

Then came the second, third, and fourth. The spirit bodies of these out-of-control hunters lined up in a row, and then poured into Dressel's body.

Then, Dressel slowly lowered the raised arm.

"For Abetus!" All the spirit bodies let out a roar.

"For the honor of the hunter!"

Sadness spread, and all the strength was like a sharp knife. When the arm swung down, Dressel's body cracked, and after falling, his right hand completely disappeared.

But at the same time, an unimaginable force blocked the entire space, Ertan let out a roar, his body expanded rapidly, strange patterns appeared on the surface of the skin, and an indomitable figure was projected from the void behind him.

But all his resistance was meaningless.

Destroyed.

Gathering water into rivers, it is not Dressel alone who controls this force, but the unwillingness of a generation. The phantom behind Ertan was defeated, and his body as thick as the earth revealed dense bones.

"Send me back!" He turned his head and yelled to Ferdinand and Ugo who were hiding away. A beam of light fell from the sky, but this force was defeated and scattered before it could get close.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and everyone watched helplessly that the mighty ancient god was crushed by Dressel's attack, leaving only a head and many bones.

"Run! Run!" The faces of Ferdinand and the others in the distance changed greatly, and they looked at Dressel as if they were looking at a monster.

Although everyone knows that killing a god with a mortal body must pay a price, such an attack may only be launched once in a lifetime.

But even though Dressel's body was shattered like a patchwork porcelain doll, his entire right arm disappeared completely, and his physical condition was extremely poor. They didn't even have the courage to look at each other, they just wanted to leave and run away.

Buzz buzz!

The light shook, a beam of light fell, and the bodies of the people disappeared in the beam of light.

"Come back!" Ertan let out a roar. The flesh and blood on his body was growing rapidly, but the speed of destruction was even faster. As time went by, his bones gradually turned into powder and disappeared into the air little by little.

Boom!

Elter's left eye exploded, and then a lava-like ray hit the beam of light in the distance. Ferdinand's screams came from the beam of light, and three charred corpses fell out of it. After a few flashes, the beam of light Disappear into thin air with the rest of the people.

At this time, only Ertan was left in mid-air.

"What a terrible guy. You had the chance to become an existence like me, but you gave up the chance to become a god for the sake of the so-called country." Speaking of this sentence, Ertan only had one head left. Intact, everything below the neck has been turned into powder.

At this time, under the feet of the two of them, the rock giant that rose from the ground not long ago has also collapsed, leaving a ground of rubble.

"Haha!" Ertan laughed wildly at the end, "Powerful human being, you killed me but lost this battle!" As soon as he finished speaking, his only eyeball suddenly burst open, and in Ertan's In the roar, it turned into the last force and shot out.

Boom!

Dressel was floating in mid-air, his face was normal, and he didn't make any defensive evasion actions.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't.

But beyond everyone's expectations, Ertan's last attack was deflected strangely when it hit Dressel, and then disappeared into the air.

"What happened?!" Everyone watching the battle on the ground looked puzzled, but after a while, Sigmund's face changed wildly.

At the same time, the blood on Apraia's face faded completely, his eyes were bloodshot, and he opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, "The door, he smashed the door in the secret world!"

"Haha, everything you do is meaningless!" Ertan sneered at the end, "As I said, I will use a city to bury you."

After saying this, Ertan's head shattered.

At this moment, in the secret world, the originally closed red door completely cracked.