With some kind of huge roar, Bibuduri and others felt that the ground began to churn!
It was as if a powerful shaman was performing a forbidden earthquake technique, and the earth was twisting like an activated python!
And the Well of the Abyss, which penetrates most of the living beings' purgatory - the giant pit that appeared due to the original depression of the material world, began to continuously fall into large areas of material debris!
The mountain made of dark red is as fragile as a mud patch!
Bibuduri felt that they were witnessing the destruction of a world, and the legendary disaster was nothing more than that.
But in Bibuduri's heart, there is still a trace of luck.
He understands the terror of the ruler of this plane, which is a troublesome existence for many righteous forces.
Those ancient forces with a long history can naturally destroy it.
But because of its evil and twisted characteristics, destroying it requires paying a heavy price.
Before it produces more serious evil, it is just in a sequence that needs to be eliminated.
But before that happens, there are more evils that need to be dealt with immediately.
Compared with destruction, redemption always seems more difficult.
For redeemers, people always assign higher moral expectations and restrictions.
But it turns out:
Sometimes, not every redeemer saves out of the good intentions in his heart.
The pure redeemer is still in a difficult state.
In a world where matter is intertwined, pure light is no more acceptable than pure darkness.
And just when Bibuduri was a little confused, a terrifying roar came from the entire well of the abyss!
Countless amounts of soil fell from the upper level of living purgatory. Apparently one or more layers of living purgatory completely collapsed!
"Damn it! We have to leave immediately!"
Bibuduri said decisively.
Although his face looked ugly, he knew that the current situation no longer allowed him to hesitate.
Although Bibuduri doesn't know what is happening above now.
But he knew that it was definitely not something that characters like them, who had not even touched the legend, could participate in.
After saying this, Bibuduri ignored the opinions of his teammates and directly applied for forced withdrawal.
But a scarlet reminder message instantly refreshed on everyone's retinas:
"Network reminder: The plane fluctuates abnormally, and it is temporarily impossible to escape."
"Dry!"
Bibuduri uttered a vulgar word that was equivalent to the concept of Sun Daoren's material world. His face was extremely ugly now.
And at this moment, an even more terrifying roar came from the Well of the Abyss!
It's tearing, it's shaking!
Then a monster with many tentacles as huge as mountains fell hard from the well of the abyss!
The living hell where Bibuduri and others were located did not block its fall.
But three of its tentacles are stuck in this level of living hell!
The ground was pulled hard by the tentacles of this monster, creating deep ravines!
Every ravine is enough for a giant ogre to run wildly through it.
"God-killer!! In the name of my Earth-destroying Gun, you curse you, and you will surely sink into the deepest hell!!"
Throughout the living hell, there was a roar filled with rage and fear!
"What the hell is that?"
The fel warlock, who was almost seriously injured by the roar, said with horror on his face.
"The Corruptor of the Ileum is the ruler of this plane."
Bibuduri took out a group healing scroll from his item backpack and tore it open without hesitation.
Then, he said with a solemn expression.
In this situation, any savings are a waste of money.
In this current state, Bibuduri cannot guarantee whether their souls can return to their original material world after death.
If not, they are likely to be trapped in the ruins of the destroyed plane forever!
"There is a God Killer fighting it. I have a feeling the battle won't last long."
"We must be prepared for the destruction of this world - if our luck is not too bad, some of us will still come back alive."
Faced with the dire situation, Bibuduri seemed much calmer.
Of course, this was just the panic in his heart that he forcibly suppressed.
He knows that panic can't change anything, and only calmness can lead him to climb out of hell!
"The Godslayer?"
Taoist Sun pondered for a while, and he seemed to have some understanding.
"I remember you said that the ruler of this world is an evil creature?"
Sun Daoren looked back at Bibuduri and asked.
"A legendary evil creature, its notoriety has been known to multiple planes."
Bibuduri didn't know why Sun Daoren asked this, but he still suppressed the irritability in his heart and said.
"If my divination is not wrong, I think my luck is pretty good..."
Sun Daoren's expression did not change, but he privately initiated a certain contact through the comprehensive network.
"It is no longer safe here. We are too close to the Well of the Abyss and are easily affected by the battle."
"I suggest we head towards the entrance of this level - there, we will have to face much less falling objects."
Bibuduri quickly thought of a temporary plan.
Although I don't know if they can escape this world-destroying battle, if they don't try, they will only be in more danger.
The other teammates didn't say anything when they heard this, and they had no idea now.
But just when everyone was preparing to evacuate, Sun Daoren still stood where he was.
Bibuduri noticed that the other party's mood seemed to have returned to normal calmness.
Could it be...
Bibuduri's eyes flickered, and he guessed a fact.
But he also knew that there were some differences between Taoist Sun and them:
Daoren Sun's hands are too clean.
Although he is not a philanthropist, he obviously does not like killing either.
But they are not. Almost all of them exude the light of the scarlet camp.
Being able to gather together this time is all driven by interests.
Bibuduri was not sure how the God-Slayer, who might have an old relationship with Sun Daoren, would deal with them.
This is a gamble, the stakes are life and death.
Bibuduri gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the entrance of this layer of living hell:
He didn't believe that the other party would save these villains.
As an old warrior whose hands are stained with blood, Bibuduri is aware enough of this.
He is an evil man who abides by order and has his own judgment.
Looking at the other teammates ahead who were running faster than him, Bibuduri's eyes were cold:
It is difficult for these blind, profit-driven guys to survive this disaster.
Just when the Well of the Abyss was already at the end of Bibuduri's field of vision.
He heard a huge roar, and then he couldn't help but look back:
Under Bibuduri's gaze, the upper living hell was torn apart, and an eight-armed giant flew down from it!