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"Now that everything is clear, let's come to an understanding between us. We have been entangled for so long, and now we should have a result."
Geer stood up, and the seat beneath him immediately disappeared.
"Understood? What do you want to do?"
Platt sneered, with undisguised disdain in his voice.
"So what if I'm in your soul space? Don't forget that your soul and I are completely connected together. Only when I live will you live. If I don't exist, your soul will not exist alone."
"Indeed, you are right, but you are too confident that I have found your soul, and you made a mistake..." Geer raised his head and looked directly at Pratt's full face without flinching.
The figure of oppression.
"Wrong?" Pratt suddenly stared at Geer and yelled angrily: "You..." Before he could finish his words, its huge body had dragged countless afterimages towards Geer, and the black flames went crazy again.
It burned.
"You forgot, this is my world."
Geer chuckled, raised his right hand, opened it, and then clenched it into a fist.
Suddenly, Pratt's indomitable figure stopped in the air, like a flying insect stuck in a spider web, or poured into cement, with an invisible thing tightly wrapped around it.
The surroundings of the body are oppressing it.
"Do you think you can control me like this? Stupid!"
Pratt roared loudly, and while the word "stupid" was still echoing in the space, dense cracking sounds were already heard, and dense cracks visible to the naked eye spread around Pratt. And the black flames were along the
The gap suddenly burst out, burning everything invisible crazily. The transparent and invisible existence that restrained Pratt immediately began to visibly soften, and it seemed that the next moment it would no longer be able to restrain Pratt.
At that moment, Pratt was like a demon breaking free from hell. The shadow covering the sky was unstoppable and irresistible.
Snap!
A crisp finger snap sounded from Geer's left hand.
Everything is silent.
The ominous flame went out, and Pratt's roar stopped.
Its expression seemed a little dull.
Looking down, I saw dense cracks appearing on its chest, and they were slowly expanding.
"Your soul is hidden in those biological brain modules that have not yet been opened. As long as the modules are destroyed, your soul will also be destroyed."
Geer chuckled and snapped his fingers with his left hand again.
Bang!
In this silent environment, the sound this time was unusually clear.
Following this cracking sound, Pratt's abdomen also followed the steps of his chest, and cracks appeared.
"You are crazy! That is also a part of your soul. You are destroyed, how can you be spared!" Platt's voice sounded panic and fear for the first time.
"No, I won't." Geer's voice was not high, but extremely firm and confident.
Kara!
This time the voice came not from Pratt, but from Ger.
I saw his left foot suddenly shattered into countless pieces, slowly falling with endless reflections.
"Ha! Ha! You idiot, you are far worse than your soul strength. Before you destroy me, you will die first! Ha..." Seeing this, Pratt laughed proudly.
But then, its laughter was cut off, because a strange scene appeared in front of it - the fragments of Geer's broken left foot seemed to be pulled by something invisible. It actually floated out of thin air and reappeared.
The combination formed Geer's left foot. Although it was full of cracks, it still did not separate from Geer's body.
"No!!!"
As Pratt roared, the speed at which its body began to fragment began to accelerate. Every time a part of it fragmented, Geer himself would also fragment. But no matter where it fragmented, it would break again just like his left foot.
It was glued back together, and although it was still full of chippings, it was much better than when Platt had part of it broken and disappeared.
"Wait, we can talk."
"Stop, stop, Wei Yan, I can surrender to you!"
"You can tell me what conditions you want!"
…
Geer turned a deaf ear to Pratt's words and just carried out his actions silently.
The fragmentation became faster and faster, and the fragmentation sounds became more and more frequent. Eventually, the entire space was filled with dense fragmentation sounds, as if it would never end.
"Wei Yan, I curse you, I will wait in hell..."
As the remaining half of Pratt's head was shattered into pieces, its roar suddenly came.
"Bye now."
Geer gently put down his hand, and countless fragments slowly landed where Pratt was originally, shining with colorful brilliance under the light of the soul crystal in the sky, like a crystal ceremony. After a while, this space was no longer there.
There is no trace of Pratt's existence.
Although Pratt has been eliminated, Gal's image is not much better. The entire surface of his body is covered with cracks of varying thicknesses, as if he is a doll that has been cut into pieces and then glued back together.
Suddenly, Geer raised his hand and blocked his mouth and nose. The next moment, blood flowed out from the gap where his hand flowed, especially his eyes, which had not yet been cracked. The pupils were filled with dense bloodshot eyes, like pinkeye.
Just like people.
His ears, nostrils and mouth all started to drip with blood.
Although this battle does not look dangerous, the damage to Geer is far more than any other. This is a battle that takes place completely in the soul. The current trauma has caused his virtual image to be affected by the injury, which shows like this
miserable.
However, Geer still felt extremely happy, as if the dark clouds that had been hanging over his head for a long time had cleared. Although he kept coughing up blood, he still laughed happily.
Hahaha……
Blood sprayed everywhere with laughter, coating the entire space with a layer of bright red.
After a while, Geer stopped.
His eyes wandered between Proptus and Imolais, and finally stopped at the young king.
"You can handle your matter yourself." Geer looked at the king who was born in glory and died in tragedy. He felt something in his heart for a moment. After all, when he woke up, he also felt the same thing about Imolais's life experience.
After reading it again, it can be said that now he can be regarded as another Imolais to a certain extent.
"Thank you." Imolais, who had been quietly waiting for the outcome between Geer and Pratt, finally spoke.
The young king stepped forward and came to Proptus, looking at him quietly, a long sword appeared out of thin air in his right hand.
"Any last words?" Imolais said calmly. There was no resentment, no anger, no sadness in his voice. There was only a silence like death.
Proptus's body trembled, his eyes returned to clarity, and he slowly raised his head.
"This ending shouldn't be like this..."
Imice's right hand moved, and the long sword turned into a virtual shadow.
"No!!"
The Provenus screamed.
The degree of piercing the sword is getting deeper and deeper, the screams are rapidly decreased, the sound becomes smaller, and it will be unattainable.
He began to melt, like a candle, skin, body, bone. Everything turned into black candle oil dripping down, and eventually disappeared without any trace of remained.
At the moment when Provenos completely disappeared, a perfect crystal with colorful light slowly appeared in the air. The crystals of the soul of the sky should be harmonious, gorgeous.
Imoris ignored the crystals that appeared, but dazed at the place where the disappearance of the Provenus disappeared quietly.
"Next. What do you want to do?" Gel stepped forward and asked.
"Next ..." Imoris raised his head. There was no focus in his eyes. "My parents died. My kingdom was destroyed, and she did not exist.
The image is just ... Next ... haha ... "Imoris laughed in a low voice, but it contained in it that it was incredible.
Gel was speechless, and he knew he couldn't help but be silent, but he could only be silent. He could only silence.
"Forget it, it is also a good thing for me, but I still have something to do, so I want to do a deal with you." Imoris looked at Ge.
"you say."
"Your body temporarily takes me a little time. As a remuneration, I will help you save her back, and you have Mo Houshi. It seems that you have absorbed the refinery of the Bridge dynasty.
Yes, it is the one stolen by Salobadi. So, I can help you inspire your talent blood. Do you agree with the two chips? "
What she refers to here is obviously Camerita, who also participated in the ceremony.
"You can." Gel nodded very much, but he asked immediately: "What is the blood of talent?"
"You can treat it as a affinity with a certain element of nature. As long as this bloodline purity is improved to a certain stage, it will awaken the control ability of some elements. The alchemy stone is my ancestor manufacturing to the selected soldiers.
What is used to use blood veins, the piece you get is a treasure that has always been treasured. It is a lucky to fall into your hands. "Imoris explained.
Gel thought about it, and then said what happened in the underground relics and the alchemy stone had self -consciousness.
After listening to these, Imoris also had some puzzles: "I have never seen this situation, but according to the situation you said, this alchemy is very similar to the power of the evil god, and it has self -consciousness."
"I have no time to ask you, what are you so -called evil gods?"
"They are a kind of creature living in the void plane. They can't enter the world where we are in, but they can absorb human force and desire to be strong, condense the body that can act in our world. There was once a paragraph. There was once a paragraph.
History they even slavered the entire human world, but in the end they failed to my ancestors. It can be said that they are our deadly enemy. By the way, the crystals left by Provenus are the fragments of the core of the evil gods, which is also them.
Certainly, you can absorb it directly, which can be absorbed directly, which is very good for your soul injury. "
Gel nodded, grabbed his hand forward, and the crystal flew into his hands without entering his body.
Suddenly, he felt the deepest resonance of the soul, the prayers of countless people, wandering, and the belief surrounded the entire soul space. A kind of indescribable energy was extracted from it, and did not enter the soul of Gel.