It was only then that he noticed the surrounding environment, a closed environment with only three pillars standing!
 The mechanisms on the ground made his heart tremble continuously!
 “My brother, there is no blood in you. So, don’t worry.”
 Lasma's body was shaking constantly.
 It was as if he had been seriously injured in the previous confrontation with Malthael.
 But his voice did not waver at all!
 A trace of blood flowed from his body and gathered in the lines on the ground.
 But it only occupies a corner of it!
 “You! Me! Fuck!”
　　　The first-generation Bulcaisel spoke this concise and concise statement word by word.
 The flesh and blood in the body that was born in the authority of life began to wither in an instant!
 No need to fight anymore!
Mathael has retreated. Although I don’t know why, the first-generation Bulcaisel can’t laugh!
“What do you think is the meaning of a withered world? Now, I just want to bring balance to the world and let everything continue.”
Lasma's body suddenly stopped trembling, and holy radiance burst out from his body!
 At this time, Rasma looks like an angel!
“Our father died in your hands!? It’s obvious that the person he loved most was you!”
　　The first-generation Bulcaisel spoke out a horrifying conjecture in the most urgent voice!
Bursts of anger emerged from his body, burning Kanai's remains and making an overwhelming sound!
 The boon of Inarius!
 Necromancer’s legendary set!
 This was originally just a gift left by a father to his favorite son!
 It’s just that this gift is stained with his blood and soul!
“A father who sacrificed everything in order to protect our existence. He is noble and admirable. Brother! But what did you do?”
Rathma's tone slowly became ridiculed and contemptuous, staring at the first generation Bulqessor.
 The legend began to emerge in me!
Rasma’s pale face was exposed, and the suit on her body was full of traces of angels!
 At this time, the first-generation Bulcaisel truly understood the material of this equipment!
That is not the soul of forgetfulness, nor the breath of death.
 “Father’s! Corpse!”
Anger rushed out of the body, and Kanai's corpse could no longer bear the anger of the first generation Bulcaisu after experiencing Malthael's beating!
 The most complete piece of the scattered soul of this first ancestor appeared in front of Rasma.
 The soul, as the fuel of anger, is constantly burning!
 “What’s your point of yelling at me?”
Rasma took two steps forward and stood in the center of the ground.
“Mathael didn’t stop me from doing this, he just told me and let me understand what the sacrifice was.”
Rathma glanced at the soul body of the first generation Bulkatho and lowered his eyes.
 “In other words, this is fate?”
 The first generation Bulcaisso looked at the surrounding environment and felt a chill coming from his soul.
 His soul is obviously burning.
 “This is the will of the Father.”
 Lasma raised her head, waiting for the arrival of the next sacrifice!
 …
“Vandaloni, you cannot defeat death, nor can you transcend wisdom. Even your gods cannot save you, and the brilliance of Etta cannot illuminate this world that is approaching its end.”
 Mathael tapped Karasim's forehead with his sickle, and he spoke in Karasim's ear.
 “Now, do you have anything else you want to say?”
Mathail said, turning his head to Li Min!
 Karasim has understood what he meant, and the young mage is next.
 Mathail was very curious about what kind of choices Li Min, a genius, would make.
“Mathail, I will still shake my fist at you.”
Karasim said this and raised his arm covered by the glove!
 The moment his fist was raised, the lion's claw and the fist of Az Tulasco fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of ashes!
 Having personally attacked the essence of death, Karasim did not escape unscathed.
But the power of death was contained by Malthael after swallowing his fists.
 “Reincarnation? I don’t remember that there are other monks in this world.”
 Mathael said cruel things jokingly.
 If you want to be the carrier of the reincarnation of a monk, the prerequisite is that the children are born to those who have the blood of a monk in their blood.
 Otherwise they wouldn’t be able to carry these powerful souls!
Even if the reincarnation method of the monk will not interfere with the normal growth of a child, it will not allow a child to take other paths.
 And now, Karasim is the last monk in the world.
 This is why Malthael chose him!
“I won’t say that spell, and I won’t have to come into contact with death! You can’t threaten me! Malthael!”
 Li Min roared.
Another black hole was thrown towards Malthael in his hand!
 Energy confrontation is the mage's best fighting method, which is why Li Min is not afraid of Malthael's death.
 But in battle, experience is also an important factor that determines victory or defeat.
 And Malthael can not only use the energy of death to infect, but his close combat skills are not weaker than those of the hell demons!
 “It’s just, what can you do?”
Mathael’s tone is extremely contemptuous!
 The power of death suddenly erupts, but it cannot be discerned with the naked eye.
 But in Li Min's eyes, those subtle forces of death have been mixed into this world.
 The breath of death is constantly invading everything, and it won't be long before she is surrounded bit by bit!
 “I’m such a genius!”
 Li Min unconsciously shouted his mantra, and his body instantly turned into pure arcane energy, spreading throughout the world.
 Infinite mana is transmitted to her body!
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 Li Min's consciousness suddenly spread.
Talent has transformed into a strong will, gathering all the mana elements in this world towards your body!
 When the world was complete, Li Min could not be defeated as long as he was still alive when he showed this posture!
 It’s just that it’s not the past after all!
To be continued...