The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas Chapter five hundred and forty-two drink it, and then meet the new destiny bestowed by the witch
Chapter five hundred and forty-two drink it, and then meet the new destiny bestowed by the witch
Yi Xia stared at Aldor, the Corruptor of the Stars and Moon, in the void, whose corpse had been broken into huge filthy particles.
This enemy's strength is average, and its main threat lies in the alien weapon in its hand.
Yi Xia could vaguely feel some threat from it, but it was not very strong.
But just like the subtle enchantment application of mops in certain special areas, some things do not necessarily have pure lethality as the core element...
Yi Xia waved the witch flag, and the flames burned away the filth in a certain area in the void.
Then, with a thought in his mind, the space flashed directly there.
In the thick flame particles, a bright explosion of light is constantly evaporating.
Yi Xia's eyes were filled with endless fire, penetrating the obstruction of that light.
He could see that in the center of the multiple shining explosions, what looked like the remains of a twisted creature emerged in the void.
Yi Xia could tell at a glance that it was the Corruptor of the Star and Moon, Aldole, and he was trying to use it to corrupt him.
To be honest, this is not a very suitable collection.
Although it contains a certain concept of decay that is unique to this world, it has a certain collection value.
But even with Yi Xia's rough aesthetics, it is difficult to accept such things.
It should be a good material for a war sacrifice...
Yi Xia thought this way, then opened the Multiverse Network Player Trading Center and temporarily purchased a closed container with a small void inside.
His item backpack is used to store ingredients.
If this thing is thrown in directly, strictly speaking, it may not have any impact.
But it is always better to close it off, and now Yi Xia is not short of this expense.
The death of Aldor, the Corruptor of the Stars and Moon, does not mean that the resistance of the relevant life forms in this world has completely disappeared.
When the violent witch fire burned all the way along the rotten earth.
Those rotten lives that are lingering on have probably understood something:
Yi Xia did not come for revenge or any more noble purpose like some of the previous guys.
He just wants the world to burn...
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The dying Yu Ren looked at the majestic figure in the sky blocking the stars exuding plague and decay.
The sight of Mo Lake is gradually sinking into darkness...
Noble Feather God, is this the messenger sent by you?
Please forgive me for wavering in my faith here...
Yuren should not fall into darkness...
But I... am too tired...
Flames engulfed its twisted and corrupted body.
The feathers that were once bright and now dirty, under the burning of the flames, once again emit a brilliance that is completely different from before.
The feathered man did not notice the pain, and a long-lost relief appeared on its face covered with sores.
For Yu Ren at this moment, death should be a more complete relief.
The rot and distortion that have been entangled deep in the bloodline are the fear brought about by death.
It pursues the light and the eternal truth that enable it to resist the present.
And today, it will usher in the final ending...
Yuren thought this way.
The flames quickly burned away its body.
Under the extremely rotten flesh, the light soul was able to escape.
The long-broken wings spread out again just like in the memory.
Yu Ren glanced at his body that had completely dissipated with the last burst of fire, and there was no longer any hesitation in its soul.
According to Yuren's beliefs, it will fly to the kingdom of God after death and cannot be entangled in the material world.
That is the place where glory and justice intersect.
When it rises again from the kingdom of God, it will submit to God's will and find the giant in the sky who freed it to express its gratitude.
But the great door engraved in the sacred contract did not open as expected...
God's light fails to shine in this filthy land...
Or is my wavering will making my faith no longer so pure, and therefore unable to open the door to salvation?
Yuren's soul revealed some confusion.
And in the next moment, some indescribable danger exploded in its consciousness.
In the void, a ferocious bloody light roared in!
In an instant, Yuren's will turned into a sharp spear.
Yuren are never afraid of fighting, even in their current state.
But the bloody light ignored it, and it flew straight towards the burning earth. Yuren could see what the opponent was trying to swallow from the remains of the corpses.
The flesh and blood burned by the flames obviously did not satisfy him very much.
Then, Yuren felt some kind of malice coming toward him.
Yuren can feel the strong malice of the other party on it, which is a kind of bloodthirsty greed that needs no words to express.
But in the end, it seemed that due to some considerations or restrictions, the other party threw it away angrily.
In this way, the only sound left on the earth was the crackling sound of flames scorching the earth.
The Yuren's soul is floating in the void, and it doesn't know where it should go.
It has lost its life, but it has not abandoned the justice that has always persisted under the power of decay and distortion.
Naturally, it will not try to occupy the life of a mortal like those wandering souls.
And in such a rotten world, how can there be such pure mortal things?
What's more, now, I'm afraid there aren't many living creatures left...
Confusion drove the Yuman, and it looked at the giant in the sky who was waving boundless clouds of fire.
That might be a powerful being from a foreign land. Yu Ren can feel some ancient and magnificent power from the powerful breath of life that makes it burn.
At this moment, Yu Ren already had some clarity:
The other party probably did not come to this world for pure justice.
But there is no doubt that the mother is indeed engaged in the act of eliminating evil.
Maybe, he will be a righteous...interstitial ally?
In this way, it flew towards the magnificent giant.
No matter how the future unfolds, there is no need to consider the fate of Yuren anymore.
Now, it should thank the other party for the relief it has brought to it.
The flames in the air burned its soul, and under the severe pain, Yuren realized the danger of these flames.
Its power is not as "cheap" as the other party's overwhelming power.
Then, the other party seemed to notice it.
Suddenly, the flame particles around him suddenly increased dramatically.
Then, a huge head broke through the clouds and looked down from high in the sky:
"...a bird...um, the soul of a celestial apostle?"
The other party's voice was like thunder resounding in my ears.
Yu Ren suppressed the trembling of his soul, and lowered his head to show respect for such a great thing:
"As you have noticed, I have not yet learned of such a respected identity."
"I am a feathered man, and the Heavenly Father gave me the name of Pablo Sheen under the sacred boundary monument."
"With the mercy of justice and light, thank you for freeing me from a twisted and filthy fate."
The feathered man named Pablo Sheen said this.
Yi Xia looked at the Yuren soul which was weak but contained some kind of perseverance.
This is something new.
After hunting so many times, he has yet to receive the thanks of a soul.
"It's just something that happens casually."
Yi Xia said this.
"The brilliance of kindness never lies in the weight of the favor given by the giver, but in the entreaty of the rescuer."
"You are a being with kindness and light in your heart. I beg to follow you to repay your kindness."
The feathered man named Pablo Sheen looked at Yi Xia's majestic body, then paused and whispered:
"I have nowhere to go..."
Yi Xia looked at Yuren's soul, and then pondered for a while.
Then, a cup of turbid decoction appeared in front of Yu Ren:
"Drink it, and if you can succeed, you will be on the same road..."
Yuren's soul looked at the soup that seemed to contain some indescribable violent power under the turbid appearance.
It didn't feel evil or dark.
Maybe it's just the presentation that's a bit subtle?
In this way, Pablo Sheehan drank the decoction in one gulp without hesitation.
The soup fell directly along its spirit body, but the power mixed in it remained in its body...
