Chapter 382 The Great Fear Technique (Please Vote for Me)

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Not only Shahruman did not expect, but even his teammates did not expect that Wang Yan would take action directly.

Shahruman is "known as" the Dark Mentor, and has been famous for decades. He is ranked ninth on the Most Wanted Black List of the Holy See of Light, and his dark magic is very superb and powerful. In this world, there are as many people who want his life as carps crossing the river, but he is still alive and well.

It can be seen that Shahruman is by no means an ordinary person.

Even if he suffered some injuries and was too exhausted when the auxiliary demon lord came, no one could kill him if he wanted to. What's more, there is an even more powerful demon lord, watching eagerly from the side.

Only if you are crazy will you choose to take action at this time.

Is Wang Yan crazy? Of course he's not crazy. It's just that he has confidence in himself, and after understanding the power of the law of heaven in a trace of flame, his control and understanding of flames have reached a whole new level.

He also has confidence in Mother Earth. With her as the will of the earth as her strong backing, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Wang Yan flapped his wings as the King of Bats, flying at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a lingering flame shadow in the air. The natal flying hammer held tightly in his hand was connected to his soul, like one body.

As the flying hammer swung, extremely high-temperature flames burned, and the air was burned and twisted into heat waves. The fierce friction produced harsh sound waves. Because the hammering speed is extremely fast, a large amount of sound waves accumulate on the surface of the hammer, and there is no time to escape.

Finally, there was a loud "pop" and the warhammer broke the sound barrier. A wave of air struck in all directions.

"Hiss~"

Everyone was stunned and gasped.

Break the sound barrier with one hammer!

Has Wang Yan's strength skyrocketed to this level?

Especially August and Gao Mingyue, two A-level combat masters, they knew how difficult it was to break through the sound barrier with their weapons. The large accumulation of air and sound waves will seriously restrict the speed of swinging weapons.

Only when they are in excellent condition can they barely break through the sound barrier. And Wang Yan's casual hammer blow actually caused a sonic boom, which is really incredible.

Facing the menacing Wang Yan, Shahruman was shocked and his pupils shrank, revealing the background of an old monster that had been famous for decades. His steps slipped and he took half a step back.

It was this half-step that allowed him to distort space and appear dozens of meters away. Turning his hand over, the magic weapon "Evil Spirit Curse" that had been carefully refined for many years appeared in his palm.

The evil spirit's curse is a magic weapon that looks like a voodoo doll. It exudes an extremely evil and dark aura, and the evil spirits' resentment emanates outward like energy fluctuations.

Once ordinary people are entangled by the resentment of these evil spirits, they may suffer from hallucinations and confusion, and may suffer from mental disorder and mental breakdown.

"I curse you and let you go to hell to repent." Shahruman recited the incantation, and a cold, evil, mental shock wave full of malicious chaos instantly erupted from the evil spirit's curse.

That mental shock wave gathered together in the air, condensing like a solid substance into the head of a terrifying demon with a diameter of tens of meters. It had a green face, fangs, and a weird smile, exuding frightening mental fluctuations. He opened his big mouth and swallowed Wang Yan in one gulp.

"Great fear spell!"

This is a very famous and powerful spiritual shock magic in dark magic. Shahruman used the magic weapon "Evil Spirit's Grudge" to perform this move, and its power was increased several times.

In an instant, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly went dark, and he felt like countless cold and evil spirits were clinging to him with their claws and teeth. They laughed ferociously, cried in pain, screamed wildly, and tore at Wang Yan's flesh and blood with their teeth and claws.

Extremely severe pain struck Wang Yan's soul. In just a moment, Wang Yan felt that all his flesh and blood had been torn to pieces and devoured, turning into a bloody skeleton.

If someone with less strength suffered such a horrific end, their souls would probably collapse.

"Jiejiejiejiejie~" Shahruman laughed wildly, "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth. Even an A-level holy master with a slightly weaker willpower will fall down if he is hit by my 'Great Fear Technique'. Enter the endless abyss of fear and enjoy the power of fear."

"Wang Yan." The Saint of Light fell to the ground in the distance, her eyes full of anxiety, worried for Wang Yan. She knew deeply how terrifying Shahruman's "Great Fear Technique" was. If her power was still there, she could dispel Wang Yan's fear through the power of holy light.

But now, the extremely weak Holy Lady of Light is unable to do anything about this. She can only secretly pray that Wang Yan's mind is strong and determined enough. Otherwise, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you may live in endless fear your whole life.

However, Wang Yan's own spiritual power is not weak. When he understood the laws of heaven in the volcanic crater, he spent countless years in "loneliness" in the void, and "witnessed with his own eyes" the birth of the solar system and the birth of life on earth.

In the process, his mind has been sharpened to a very clear and vast state. Even if he suffers the impact of this powerful "Great Fear Technique", he can still guard his heart, without joy or sorrow, and not be moved by any illusions.

"Break it for me!"

Wang Yan's eyes were extremely clear, and his powerful mental power enveloped the pure Yang true fire and exploded outward, with streaks of free flames impacting him. Those cold, evil and filthy evil spirits' resentments melted away like snow meeting fire, disappearing without a trace.

Pure Yang True Fire itself is of extremely high quality, and has the effect of breaking through illusions and burning away all evil and filth. In addition, Wang Yan's mind was honed to a clear state, and his spiritual power was pure and powerful.

The chaotic mental magnetic field formed by the "Great Fear Technique" was completely broken like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. As soon as those chaotic magnetic fields disappeared, Wang Yan's skeletal image with no flesh and blood suddenly returned to normal.

"How is that possible!?" Shahruman roared in disbelief. He was very confident in one of his ultimate moves, the Great Terror. Even A-level masters with strong willpower can only try hard to keep their minds calm.

When the great fear spell was broken, Shahruman's spirit also suffered a backlash, and an invisible shock wave hit his sea of ​​consciousness. His face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But being experienced in combat, he subconsciously took a step back and twisted the space to teleport dozens of meters away.

"Still want to escape?" Wang Yan sneered, turned into a meteor, and chased after him. His speed was extremely fast, astonishingly exceeding eighty meters per second, like a sharp arrow speeding through the air.

The demon lord who had been watching the battle with the old god felt that something was wrong. He took a step forward and rushed forward. The bone spear turned into a meteor and blasted towards Wang Yan: "Boy, stop it."

Of course the demon lord doesn't care about Saruman's life or death, but now it is alone on the earth, and it still has to rely on Saruman to help it hide and help it plunder human souls.

Therefore, how could the demon lord let Wang Yan really kill Shahruman. Seeing that the situation was unexpectedly wrong, it couldn't wait to step in and stop it.

"Despicable, shameless, so shameless." Wang Yan's teammates are also experiencing a spiritual roller coaster. One moment anxious, the other moment happy. But at this time, when Wang Yan was about to perform a feat and take down Saluman's head, the demon lord suddenly interfered.

This of course made them full of anger and unwillingness. Unfortunately, no matter how angry or unwilling they were, there was nothing they could do.

"hehe!"

Wang Yan stared at Shahruman who was still dozens of meters away from a distance, his eyes extremely firm. With a wave of his hand, the natal war hammer turned into a natal flying hammer. It burned with blazing flames, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Domineering, mighty, and extremely fast. On the surface of the war hammer, energy fluctuations that squeezed the air continued to erupt. It instantly broke the sound barrier, like a roaring cannonball.

The speed of tens of meters just passed by in an instant.

The dark mentor Shahruman only had time to hold up a dark shield before he was hit by the flying hammer of his destiny.

The absolute mass of Wang Yan's flying hammer is 300 kilograms. At the speed of breaking the sound barrier, the impact force produced is extremely terrifying and powerful. Moreover, Wang Yan's natal flying hammer also contains the power of pure Yang true fire.

"boom!"

There was a deafening explosion.

Centered on the natal flying hammer and Saruman, a crimson mushroom cloud exploded, rolling straight into the sky dozens of meters high. The energy shock wave created a huge wave on the ground. Rotten soil, rocks, and remaining trees were all torn into pieces by this shock wave.

With the help of this wind-like shock wave, Wang Yan avoided the demon lord's sniper attack and flew backwards for seventy or eighty meters like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. He opened his bat king wings and slowly floated in the air. As soon as I moved my hand, the natal flying hammer flew back obediently.

The violent explosion only lasted for a moment.

But at the center of the explosion, a crater with a diameter of more than ten meters and a depth of five or six meters was created. Poor Shahruman, including his body and shield, was torn into seven or eight pieces. His corpses were scattered in the crater, and the remains were still burning with unquenched flames.

You don't need to look too far to know that Saruman, the evil lord who was ranked ninth on the Vatican's most wanted list, has been completely destroyed. He was afraid of death, and he never thought that he would die in the hands of a "weak" who was only half-step A-level.

The demon lord missed a single hit, but when he saw this scene, he was so angry that his huge body kept shaking. He held a bone spear and roared angrily: "Boy, I ask you to stop."

It is a legendary demon lord, with countless subordinates, and has always existed like a god in its territory. This guy, who is only at the domain level, dares to challenge its wrath repeatedly.

"Haha, are you mentally retarded?" Wang Yan flipped his wrist, raised his war hammer, looked at the demon lord sympathetically, and said, "We are mortal enemies. If you ask me to stop, I will stop. Then I will How shameless?"

His eyes were full of sympathy and pity, as if he was caring for the weak and children.

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(O(∩_∩)O haha~, the lovely Lao Ao is asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket. My dear brothers and sisters, go ahead and smash it. Don’t pity Lao Ao just because he is a delicate flower.)