Chapter 116 Space Collapse

"Damn it, damn it!"

Duriel's roar echoed endlessly, full of anger. At first, it was just the ground shaking, but after just a few seconds, the entire space seemed to be about to collapse and shook violently.

Lan Wu was hanging on one of its claws. The sharp claws pierced his body and came out from his chest. He hung on the claws and swayed with the vibration of the space, and large streams of blood gushed out along the claws, already dyeing his whole body red.

"Lord Ende." The barbarian Hank staggered and barely stabilized his body, looking around anxiously.

"I'm here." Ende half-knelt on the ground, supporting the ground with his right hand, his face was white, without a trace of blood.

His armor was already stained with blood. A hideous cut was cut open on the front of his chest, extending diagonally downward along the right shoulder and all the way to the left rib. In the previous battle, he was hit by Duriel head-on. If he hadn't avoided the vitals in time, that blow would have almost taken his life. Fortunately, the healing potion has a very good healing effect, and this skin injury healed quickly.

"What should we do?" Hank stumbled to Ende's side, his face pale.

Ende's face was as gloomy as water, and his mood had become irritable. His long-time lover betrayed him. Now he was trapped in this closed space with no way out. Not only did he encounter Duriel, who could not be harmed, but he also encountered space collapse.

He inherited the Dark Raven for more than ten years and knew countless secrets. If it was said that professionals were most afraid of death, he would only sneer. Before the Sin War, death was not terrible. There were many ways to bring people back to life all over the world. Even if the Sin War destroyed almost all magical civilizations, there was a chance to find them by exploring ancient ruins.

What was really terrible was the space collapse.

He had read about it in the ancient scrolls collected by the Dark Raven. There are many ways to bring people back to life, but either the body or the soul is required. And space collapse is a terrible thing that destroys both the body and the soul.

He didn't want to die so completely.

In remorse, he couldn't help but look up at his wife who was not far away. At this time, Barbara was half-kneeling beside Vinya, with a cold look, looking at this follower who had followed him for ten years, and it seemed that she didn't care at all that the space was about to collapse.

Vinya's face was pale, and there was a look of relief on her face. There was a transparent hole in her abdomen. This was because she used her body to block Duriel's attack in order to save Barbara.

Barbara survived, but she lost her life.

"Barbara." Ende was angry. Why look at a dead person at this time.

"Duriel is dead." Barbara looked up at him, and then retracted her gaze again. Her voice was very calm, without any fluctuations. Even if the space shook like a tsunami, it didn't affect her at all.

Ende's face was completely black. He didn't want to die so completely. He didn't care whether Duriel was dead or alive. He just wanted to escape the collapse of space.

"Damn ****." Ende cursed in his heart, and was about to explode with anger.

This woman has always been like this. He didn't care about her having a child out of wedlock, and was willing to marry her and inherit the powerful organization of Dark Raven. But she didn't care about anything at all. Apart from her two daughters, cultivation was her only thing.

What was he?

He hated Barbara's ruthlessness. So he would rather accept Yinata, and secretly send his biological daughter born to Barbara to a cruel and ruthless training camp to train her into an inhuman tool. He wanted to vent the anger that had been accumulated in his chest for more than ten years in this way.

But he had to admit that Barbara was knowledgeable. In this desperate situation, only this woman could know how to resolve it. Because she was a genius, an absolute genius, a genius that even Archangel Tyrael looked at differently.

"Barbara, we have to leave quickly." Ende suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to stay calm.

"Wait." Barbara didn't even raise her head, gently stroking Vinya's pale face, her eyes wandering.

Ende's eyes turned cold, and the anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty surged again. It was this indifferent tone. Since the marriage, this woman has returned to Dark Crow several times, accompanied by this cold and ruthless voice.

"Lord Ende, that God's Grace..." Hank's voice suddenly came, interrupting his thoughts.

"Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with us." Ende's teeth were clattering. At this point, what does it matter if it is just a God's Grace, and what does it matter if Dark Crow's future needs Rogue Camp.

Hank immediately shut up honestly, leaning on the two-handed sword to stabilize his body stubbornly so as not to fall.

At this time, the space was shaking more and more violently. The deep darkness had become distorted and clearly visible like the high-temperature lower air. Ende's face became even uglier.

This was an illusion before the space collapsed. Rather than saying that the space is distorted, it is better to say that everyone's vision is deceived and the illusion caused by the collapse of space. He has seen a record about the collapse of space on a scroll. There is only a short sentence.

I had an illusion, and then the world suddenly became nothingness.

Ende didn't know which ancient great man wrote this record. But this short record is very clear. The appearance of the illusion means that the collapse of space is about to begin.

At this moment, Ende regretted it very much. Why was he so careless and rushed in here rashly? If he had known that there were many dangers here, he might as well take that damned God of Grace back to Dark Crow. Yes, it was all that damned God of Grace.

He suddenly shot his eyes at Duriel who was vaguely visible in the darkness. His face was ferocious, as if he had pierced through the darkness and saw how the damned God-Blessed One died at Duriel's hands.

But now Duriel had no time to swallow Lanwu.

The magic circle lost its main node and went completely berserk. The huge magic contained in dozens of ancient alchemical items leaked out, mixed with Duriel's magic, forming a magic that destroyed the world and caused the space to collapse.

Duriel cursed, and several pairs of claws clicked around in panic. With each click, the magic power belonging to it in the air was forcibly separated and then quickly absorbed by it.

Crack.

The light sound like glass breaking suddenly echoed in the rapidly vibrating space, clearly identifiable. Duriel was completely panicked now. At this moment, it also hated itself very much.

Why was he so arrogant?

Even if he didn't seal this space, what if his strength was suppressed? Couldn't he deal with a few small insects?

If we had dealt with these little bugs earlier, would we have ended up with a situation where we both died?

"Damn it, damn it, look at what you did." Duriel was so angry that he threw Lan Wu off his claws, then hurriedly separated his magic power and quickly absorbed it. Now the space collapse is inevitable, at least the power of space collapse must be weakened. With his strong body, he might be able to survive.

With a puff, Lan Wu, who had lost consciousness, fell far into the corner and stopped when he hit the wall. Life quickly drained from his body. There was not much blood flowing out of the huge and hideous wound. After such a long time, his blood was almost drained.

At this time, Barbara suddenly took out something from the space bag. As soon as she took it out, the entire vast space suddenly turned white, making it impossible to see anything.

"Barbara, what is that?" Ende had to raise his hand to cover his eyes and shouted loudly over there. But he didn't get a response. Instead, Duriel's roar resounded again.

"Damn it, how come you have this thing?" Duriel waved his claws in a panic, using his magic power to build a magic barrier around him. His tone was very panicked, with a hint of fear. The space was already about to collapse, and the white holy light power was like pouring a pot of kerosene on the fire.

"What is that?" Ende's face sank, and his resentment towards Barbara soared again. As the husband of this woman, he didn't even know that this woman had such a mysterious and powerful thing.

Even Duriel was afraid of the power. If he had it, the Dark Raven would definitely become the sixth pole of mankind.

Almost subconsciously, Ende stood up and took a step towards Barbara. After taking a step, he stopped again. In this white environment, even if he was next to Barbara, he still couldn't see it.

Click, click.

Two more clear and audible crisp sounds echoed in everyone's ears. Duriel's roar became more and more rapid, and his tone became more and more panicked. His claws left afterimages in the air. Powerful magic surged out of his body, building layer after layer of magic barriers around him that he knew were the most effective.

The sound of cracking sounded one after another. The space here has reached its limit, like a piece of glass covered with cracks, which will shatter with just a slight touch.

"Barbara, I order you to use that thing to protect us." Ende was about to collapse mentally, and he ordered in the name of the Dark Raven leader like crazy.

"You won't die, don't move." Barbara's cold voice floated over.

Her tone was still a thousand miles away. Ende didn't care about this at this time, and honestly half-knelt on the ground again, holding his hands on the ground to stabilize his body.

Hank did it more thoroughly. Hearing Barbara's words, he simply lay down, holding his hands and feet tightly on the ground to prevent the vibration of the space from rolling.

Every second feels like a year.

This phrase fits Ende's mood very well. With the crisp sound of space disintegration lingering in his ears and the anger towards Barbara in his chest, he felt that every second was so long, as if a whole year had passed.

Bang.

A crisp sound echoed quietly. Ende's heart suddenly rose to his throat. According to the records on the scroll, this was a sign of the beginning of space disintegration. At this moment, his mind was blank. When he came to his senses, he was stunned.

Not dead?

Ende raised his head in confusion, saw the scene in front of him clearly, and opened his mouth in shock.

In the distance, an angel with illusory wings on his back appeared at some point, floating in the air with his arms open.