Chapter 564 Monument

"Why am I just here watching?"

Raymond scratched his head, puzzled.

"What? Do you want to drink some soda and lie down and watch?" The Grand Master glanced at him expressionlessly, "Don't be too outrageous during working hours!"

"No, it's not a matter of how you look at it... But it's not good to stand aside and don't move. Am I really a kid?"

The Grand Master asked without raising his head: "Aren't you?"

"..."

Raymond's expression suddenly became awkward: "Grand Master, this is the only time in my life when I changed jobs, please don't escalate to the level of personal attacks, okay? I have reflected on it after all... Although the direction of reflection is not right, at least it is I have principles as a human being, right?"

"Your principles have nothing to do with me, but I know your work clearly."

The meaning of Grand Master is very simple.

Just do your own thing and don't think about other things.

Raymond shook his head, sighed, and looked at the embarrassed figure in the surveillance video:

"Can he handle it?"

"Looking at what you said, it sounds like he might still be able to handle it."

The Grand Master was quite puzzled as to where his confidence came from.

Raymond was stunned: "Isn't that just to die?"

"There's probably a one percent chance that it can be done, right?" The Grand Master shrugged: "I'm not familiar with Russell's people, but since I'm his student, I'll cut them in half according to Russell's work standards. ... I just hope that his secretary was not chosen just to make up for the numbers."

"What if I'm really going to die?"

"If you can't figure it out, just run away. Otherwise, why would I call you?"

The grand master looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and commanded from a distance: "Stop being stupid and set up the data collection equipment - this is an important record!"

Another instrument panel rose.

Dozens of huge scanning instruments once again appeared on the back of the truck, recording every detail and data in the battle and transmitting them to the location of the Iron Crystal.

That's a completely different fighting style from that of the Ascendants.

The lost craftsmanship created by the unknown road that has never been entered before is another realm different from common sense and imagination. It is also the essence of what was once a prosperous hell.

According to the deciphering of Iron Crystal Base, people who master this power are called casters.

It is not to assimilate the disaster miracle into one's own body, but to impart the power from the abyss into matter through forging similar to alchemy, thus avoiding alienation of oneself to the greatest extent.

The Land of Dusk that remains today is the last creation left by all the casters.

"Although it is not as versatile as the Ascendant, it is much stronger in the way of creation. Is the direction of strengthening not exploration, but defense and creation?

In this case, the threshold must be higher than that of pure alchemists and scholars, and they must also have a physique like a sublimator. No... Now it seems that a physique similar to that of an sublimator is created to compete with the abyss. Erosion, that’s what it is. "

The Grand Master narrowed his eyes: "Only those who can transform their physiques into ones similar to those of sublimated ones can truly become Forgers... Compared with convenience, the high mortality rate is not a problem.

It's such a shame that such skills have been lost. "

Raymond finally climbed back out.

It feels like repairing an old TV, where you have to constantly adjust the position of the antenna to ensure signal transmission and smooth flow.

Hearing the words of the Grand Master, he became curious: "With such skills, advanced civilization and the power to transform the world are not enough to compete with the depth of hell?"

"Who can't say enough?"

The Grand Master sneered, "Didn't those guys who overestimate their abilities have already succeeded?"

"Um?"

Raymond was at a loss, but then he seemed to understand something.

I couldn't help but suck in the cold air.

"You mean...the current Twilight Land was created by them?"

"Yes, all of this is a monument to their success in fighting against hell."

The Grand Master said coldly: "Full of arrogance, after abandoning the original intention of a good death, he crawled out of his own graveyard and took the initiative to jump to another hell.

The former Twilight Country was undoubtedly such a place - otherwise it would not have fallen into the hands of the purgatory workshop owners and would not have been able to escape. "

"The hell you see now is the result of this arrogance!"

"——■■■■!!!"

The sharp roar erupted again.

The Changing One seemed to be getting more and more crazy, waving the lantern in his hand, and in an instant, the huge spider fell apart and turned into iron filings. Then, the asphalt-like furnace overhead boiled again.

Just when Huaishi was about to seize this opportunity and output like crazy, he saw endless iron light flying out of it.

It was a scene as bright as stars.

But what was fluttering in the light were huge locusts one after another. Just as a storm was coming, countless flying insects as thick as arms flapped their wings and flew across the sky like lightning. When they fell from the sky, they roared like cannonballs.

In the loud noise, the ground under Huai Shi's feet continued to break.

The locusts, as heavy as cannonballs, smashed into the ground. Soon they got up, flapped their wings, and rose into the sky again with the faint sound of gears rotating.

Under the continuous bombardment, Huaishi couldn't breathe at all. He pulled out Beelzebub and fired continuously. He was either blocked by the swarm of insects or deflected by the wings extending from the furnace.

Even after hesitating several times, the trial mode was not activated in the end.

There are only three bullets left.

After experiencing Liz's mistake, Huaishi really didn't dare to waste such a precious opportunity. Only by being sure of winning can it create matching value.

But now, as the wind lantern was raised again, the iron light in the sky fell towards Huaishi.

The thick shield quickly assembled in front of Huaishi's eyes.

What followed was a series of loud noises, and soon, even the large shield made of alloy began to twist and deform.

From the beginning to now, the Paradise Guard has lost five members, with less than half remaining.

Death crises continue to emerge.

Huai Shi gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled out the burning flag, and suddenly stabbed it on the ground. He did not call out to the crows, but in an instant, billowing darkness spread.

The Bone Burial Sanctuary arrived instantly.

Disrupting all perception.

In the darkness, Huai Shi took a deep breath and suddenly separated all the afterimages.

The overwhelming afterimages galloped chaotically in the hall, attracting most of the firepower, and Huai Shi's body suddenly disappeared from the place.

Flash three times in a row.

Almost consumed most of his source material.

Amidst the sudden tinnitus, Huai Shi's figure had broken through the long barrier and suddenly appeared in front of the Changing One, ready to strike with the hammer of pain.

The flaming hammer roared and roared.

The eyes above the wolf's head burned blood red.

When the hammer hit, the air made an overwhelming crackling sound.

With a nearly sacrificial blow, this huge amount of pain was unleashed. Now, the punishment is falling from the sky, and there is no dodge.

Loud roar!

The body of the All-Changing One instantly collapsed.

It exploded on the spot.

Countless bitumen-like viscous liquids shot out in all directions, and then, the fragments fell to the ground like rain.

Only the lantern fell into the black liquid as thick as blood.

The fire gradually dimmed.

However, there was a choking sound that sounded from the wreckage.

"Sun Forger...please answer me..."

The hoarse voice asked: "When...will this kind of suffering...end..."

No one responded.

A high-pitched roar erupted from the asphalt furnace, and the squirming mass expanded rapidly, but then it released a roar hundreds of times greater than before.

Countless amounts of viscous material poured out of the cracked furnace.

It's like a heavy rain falling from the sky.

The black torrent poured over the broken wind lantern, causing the burning fire to spread quickly, igniting the darkness.

The broken bones squirmed in the black blood, and then the sticky black blood everywhere rippled.

Ferocious wings rose from it, followed by an outline that looked like a flying bird, but that outline was constantly collapsing and reshaping. As more and more shapes emerge from it, it looks like a giant wolf.

In the end, when countless squirming limbs were put together, a ferocious giant with a huge crown on his head was formed.

It's as if the king of the world has descended here, so majestic that no one dares to look directly at him.

But the majestic giant only had a mutilated half of its body, and its lower body was empty, with only countless deformed organs and broken parts falling out of it. As the arm swings, it is dragged in the black pool of blood.

Once again, it let out that hoarse roar that was indistinguishable to the human ear.

The crazy and strange giant raised his hand and suddenly smacked it towards Huai Shi. Waves of air swept across and the earth was turbulent. Between his fingers, sticky black blood dripped, and countless parts rose from it, constantly pieced together. Various mutilated limbs were squirming randomly.

It is decaying rapidly and regenerating rapidly.

Persistent and unwilling to die, but unable to live any longer...

Amidst the screams and choking roars, the thick black blood ignored gravity and rose into the sky, turning into sharp rainstorms and falling in all directions.

"Fuck phase two!!!"

Huai Shi yelled angrily: "Where did you come from to hunt for strange bosses!"

The Hammer of Pain swung, and with all its strength, it hit the big hand that struck again. The majestic force collided in one place, and Huai Shi flew out upside down.

His vision went dark.

In his hand, the Hammer of Pain shattered inch by inch... The source material structure was defeated by this blow, making it difficult to use it in a short period of time.

Countless disintegrating pains raged in his soul, causing him to roar in pain involuntarily.

And that palm suddenly twitched, struck by the pain transmitted by the hammer. The black blood that made up the flesh and blood boiled crazily, transformed into strange structures, and quickly fell off, revealing the mutilated and deformed bones.

But Huaishi had already fallen to the ground and ran out again.

In his hand, the sword of virtue clanked, suddenly lit up with a bright light, and slashed forward, tearing apart the wriggling rainwater like a broken bamboo.

From the chaos, a fleeting crack opened.

The giant raised his hand, and the dark arm squirmed and changed rapidly, forming the outline of a ferocious giant wolf, biting out towards Huai Shi.

Shadow Burial!

Once again, the afterimage spread.

Shao Siming's ability was activated again, and Huai Shi's body flashed in the air, appearing out of thin air in front of the giant wolf, seeking his own death.

The sword of virtue in his hand was held upside down and thrust downwards as the body fell.

The scream suddenly broke out.

Along with the crisp sound of skull breaking.

As Huai Shi roared, the sword blade penetrated deeply into the giant wolf's face. After scratching the ferocious pupil, it tore the eye socket and carved a crack in its face.

When the cracks began to close quickly, Huai Shi waved his hand and forced the bomb in his hand into the giant wolf's eye socket.

In the blink of an eye, blazing fire burst out from the giant wolf's body, spread, tore apart the hard bones, and sprayed out in all directions.

The air wave spreads.

Sophora japonica poems flew out upside down.

"It's not over yet!"

In mid-air, his body reversed, and he suddenly threw out the rope of sorrow in his hand, wrapped it around the giant's neck, and then shrank!

In the reflection of those empty pupils, Huai Shi rushed towards his face!

Bet on the last source of energy.

The sad melody of the cello plays here!

Ninth Chord·Rong Xiang!

Behead!