Chapter 324 Can You Make Me Feel Happy?

The black fog rolled in the sky, and even the ground was filled with thick black air.

Once a non-transcendent stepped out of the protection range of Torch City, he would be eroded by the black fog in an instant, either alienated or corroded and degraded.

In the center of this rolling black fog, there is a palace built of cold black stones.

The castle walls, which are 100 meters high, are stained with dark red stains, which seem to show the coldness and cruelty of this place.

This is the Cruelty Palace, which is also the palace of Cruel Beast Master, one of the Black Mist Speakers.

More than ten kilometers away from the Cruelty Palace, Ryan strolled on the gravel road, and behind him, followed the lord of Sanctuary City, Alora.

The slender blond boy was suspended in the air half a meter above the ground behind Ryan, like a hanging "mascot" and a lighting lamp.

As the lord of Sanctuary City, Alora was immersed in the breath of torches all day long, and naturally, she carried a ray of torch light on her body.

Although not much, it is enough to illuminate the black fog within a radius of nearly 100 meters.

In this world of rolling black fog, her existence is like a huge bright light bulb, and it is difficult not to attract the attention of black fog creatures.

Unfortunately, these ordinary black fog creatures are useless even if they come.

Even if Ryan did not take action throughout the whole process, Alola alone could not deal with these "little soldiers".

However, at this point, if black fog creatures appear again, they will no longer be soldiers...

"That's it."

Ryan stopped, and Alola behind him also stopped, saying respectfully: "Yes, Lord Zifeng."

"By the way, why are these black fog creatures so slow to react? They have been approached by people, and they haven't reacted yet?"

Alola was silent.

On the one hand, the black fog creatures have always had the upper hand in the war, so they are naturally a little relaxed.

But on the other hand, who the hell would attack the base camp alone like you?

Once the war started, the mountains and seas roared, and naturally they could be seen from afar, but for two people, even if she tried to become a "bulb", the effect was not so significant.

However, at this point, even if they were slow, the black fog creatures of the cruel beast lord camp also reacted.

Less than ten seconds after Ryan and the others stopped, the surrounding black fog rolled violently, as if some kind of behemoth appeared from afar, and the waves caused by its actions alone caused the black fog to roll endlessly from afar.

In silence, a circle of black shadows appeared on the ground a hundred meters away from Ryan and Alora.

One after another, hideous figures quietly rose from the shadows.

Ryan looked around.

These black fog creatures are human-like in size, but taller, with claws on both hands and feet, generally around four meters, with fine black scales all over their bodies, and arcs of light appearing on each scale.

After so much, Ryan's vision has long been extraordinary. With just one glance, he saw that these scales have natural magic pattern effects, which can weaken local attacks and then disperse them to the whole body. If they are combined with strong defense and certain recovery methods, they can be called invincible cockroaches.

Allura's eyes tightened, and her body instinctively lowered. She came to Ryan's side and whispered: "Lord Zifeng, this is the elite force under the Cruel Beast Lord - Cruel Black Guard. After special transformation and incubation, it is extremely difficult to deal with, and when the number increases, it will resonate with each other. Even if the rank is not high, it can hurt the existence of high rank."

As a senior eighth-level, Alora's strength is self-evident, but she is a senior eighth-level, which is relatively weak and needs the blessing of Torch City.

Now that she has left the City of Sanctuary, her strength has dropped to between the beginning eighth-level and senior eighth-level.

Facing an army composed of thousands of Cruel Black Guards with strengths between the sixth and seventh levels, to be honest, she can't beat them.

Of course, if she forced to leave, these cruel black guards couldn't stop her.

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly: "War-type means?"

"Although I have heard of it, I haven't seen it yet."

"Interesting, let me try my hand."

Ryan smiled, then raised his hand to hold the hilt of the big sword behind him.

Seeing this scene, Allura's eyes widened subconsciously.

Under the city lord tower before, Lord Zifeng just simply swung his fist and shattered her hundreds of layers of shields with the blessing of torches.

Then, what would it be like when Lord Zifeng raised his hand to hold the sword?

Allura's eyes were full of expectation.

If it was an enemy, she would be extremely afraid, but now although they were not teammates, they were barely in the same camp. Her fear was greatly reduced, and most of it was expectation.

Keeping the sword-holding posture, Ryan stepped forward leisurely.

His move immediately caused the reaction of the cruel black guards around him.

In an instant, nearly a hundred seventh-level Cruel Black Guards at the front disappeared and rushed to within dozens of meters of Ryan. The ferocious claws they raised flashed with black light that pierced through space. At the same time, the nine hundred sixth-level Cruel Black Guards on the periphery raised their hands one after another. In front of the claws, dark energy beams burst out and aimed at Ryan in the central area.

The coordination in an instant can show the elite of this Cruel Black Guard.

When entering the eighth level, under this coordination, I am afraid I will be in a mess.

The suppression of the real small world fell on these specially modified seventh-level Cruel Black Guards, and the effect was only one-third of it. In addition, their defense was strong. As long as they were not killed in seconds and could withstand two hits, they could win the opportunity to attack for their companions.

Lian had a sudden realization, but he did not take action. Instead, he let the attacks of these cruel black guards fall on him.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the space with a radius of 100 meters with Ryan as the center collapsed directly, becoming as black as ink. The chaotic space turbulence sucked the surrounding gravel and sand. After about two seconds, it gradually recovered, but it was still distorted.

The sixth-level cruel black guards were on the periphery and were not affected by the collapsed space, while the seventh-level cruel black guards nearby were enough to withstand the aftermath of the space rupture.

The power of this combined attack was enough to rival the ultimate attack of the first eighth-level.

However, when the smoke and dust dissipated, what appeared in the eyes of thousands of cruel black guards was a young man who was still standing in the same place, and his clothes were not wrinkled at all.

"I see."

The interest in Ryan's eyes faded.

He had already understood the key to these cruel black guards' ability to defeat quality with quantity.

Whether it is the seventh-level Cruel Black Guard or the sixth-level Cruel Black Guard, their attacks contain a strange power that can ignore defense resistance and cause real damage.

An eighth-level professional of the fragile mage type will probably have a splitting headache when encountering the Cruel Black Guard Legion.

But Ryan...

His health bar is too thick.

If this wave of attacks is digitized, it will only reduce his total health bar by about one thousandth.

This is still because of real damage. If it is an ordinary attack, it may not even break the defense.

What's more exaggerated is that the health bar that this wave of Cruel Black Guards finally hit was automatically restored in less than a microsecond...

Even if Ryan stood still and exhausted these Cruel Black Guards to death, his health bar would not change much.

"Unfortunately, the upper limit is too low..."

After knowing the secret, Ryan's interest in this kind of method has greatly decreased.

Unless the number of Cruel Black Guards piles up to more than "hundred million" and floods all the space that can be seen in the sky and underground, it is not very meaningful to him.

Perhaps there is a world with such means of war, but with the resources of the ancient god world, there is no way to pile up so many cruel black guards.

"Then, let's end it."

Ryan said softly, and the next moment.

"Clang——"

The clear sound of the sword echoed.

Everything around seemed to be paused.

In Alora's eyes, the sword behind Master Zifeng was not unsheathed, but he had put down his hand.

And with his action, the sealed time began to flow again, and all the cruel black guards surrounding the two of them turned into regular square pieces of meat and fell to the ground.

The sticky smell of blood spread, and this scene brought an unprecedented shock to Alora's heart.

She had seen the cruel battlefield scene before, but it was the first time she had seen a picture with extreme beauty in the cruelty in her life.

"Ding——"

Hundreds of meters away, the space was distorted, and a black shadow suddenly rushed out.

It was the commander of this cruel black guard army, named Bahata.

But don't get me wrong, it rushed out at this moment, not to attack, but to escape in the opposite direction, trying to return to the cruel palace in the distance.

The scene just now has scared it out of its wits.

As the commander of the most elite troops under the cruel beast master, Bahata's strength is no weaker than that of ordinary Black Mist Councillors, reaching the stronger level among the senior eighth-level. The only thing he lacks is his identity and bloodline.

But at this moment, this strength that he was proud of in the past can't bring him a sense of security at all.

"Monster!"

This is the only thought left in Bahata's mind.

Peak of the eighth level? Or the limit of the eighth level?

It can no longer estimate the strength of the monster human. It only knows that if it wants to survive, it has to return to the side of the speaker.

But as it ran, Bahata gradually felt exhausted.

In other words, everything around it was squeezing it, turning it into an insect solidified in amber, and even moving became a luxury.

Ryan walked to the side of this individual who was taller than the other cruel black guards, raised his hand, and patted it on the shoulder, trying to use less force in the process.

And the moment his palm touched Bahatta's shoulder, the space within a kilometer range was like a broken mirror, cracks spread.

"Boom--"

A tiankeng with a radius of hundreds of meters appeared on the black scorched earth, and in the deepest part of the tiankeng, Bahatta, whose body was shattered and even his true spirit was full of cracks, lay there quietly.

Alola was suspended on the edge of the tiankeng, looking at the miserable Bahatta inside, and a trace of luck appeared in the depths of her eyes.

Fortunately, she didn't resist to the end before...

Alola certainly knew who Bahatta was.

In fact, the two have always been mortal enemies on the battlefield.

Even in the city defense battle, she had the blessing of the torch, but she was always behind Bahatta. It was only with the tenacity of the torch that she persisted until the support of the Sun God Clan.

Now, the life-and-death enemy that she had difficulty dealing with was severely injured and dying after being slapped lightly.

Allura stared blankly at the back of Master Zifeng.

It seemed that the world-destroying crisis in the eyes of her and all the creatures in the world was just a trivial matter that could be easily solved in the hands of Master Zifeng?

Ryan didn't care about what Allura was thinking.

He fell into the cenote, grabbed the dying Bahatta by the head, and lifted him up with one hand.

Because of his height, Bahatta, who was lifted horizontally by Ryan, was in a kneeling posture.

This made Bahata feel a strong sense of shame.

Even the speaker had never humiliated it like this.

But no matter how angry and frightened it was, it was powerless to resist.

Its body was broken and its true spirit was cracked. It was a miracle that it didn't die on the spot.

Ryan looked at the elite individual in front of him and said lightly: "Where is the cruel beast master? Where is he?"

Seeing that Bahata didn't speak, Ryan shook him gently.

Suddenly, Bahata's whole body was full of blood, and the cracks in his true spirit became more dense.

Looking at Bahata who still didn't say a word, Ryan's eyes showed recognition.

"You can endure such pain. It seems that you are indeed a man of character."

"In this case, I will send you to heaven with a dignified death."

Bahata stared.

You ask me a question?

My body is broken and my true spirit is damaged. In this state, how can you let me speak?

I want to say something, but you give me a chance!

Unfortunately, its words were destined not to reach Ryan's ears.

With a slight force from Ryan's hand, Bahatta's head was crushed like a broken watermelon.

Its body was blown into a bloody mist.

Ryan glanced at the panel, and the "exaggerated" experience bar jumped forward a little, then stopped.

At his current level, it is not impossible to increase the level by killing the eighth-level, but the number required is too large.

It is estimated that he can barely make up the eighth-level by killing all the eighth-level in this world.

But it takes an unknown amount of time to find these eighth-level.

Ryan has no time to waste on this.

I wanted to ask for information about the cruel beast master, but this elite individual was unexpectedly strong, so Ryan gave it a "decent" end.

Jumping on the ground, Ryan looked at the cruel palace in the distance with doubts in his eyes.

If Alora's oversized "light bulb" cannot attract the attention of the cruel beast master, it is barely acceptable.

But now, with such a big commotion, even the Cruel Black Guards were all killed, but the Cruel Beastmaster still had no reaction?

What was it doing?

After thinking for a second, Ryan decided not to think anymore.

Since the Cruel Beastmaster didn't come out on his own, he would go there by himself.

...

Cruel Palace, the deepest part.

At this moment, the Cruel Beastmaster was hanging in the air, and his sturdy and strong body was full of whip marks.

In front of it, there was a bloody woman leaning on a chair, whipping the Cruel Beastmaster while looking at the two humans walking towards the Cruel Palace through the mirror image on the water surface.

"It's really interesting... This world of sinking glimmer has finally ushered in its own variables."

"So, can you make me feel happy?"

The bloody woman's eyes were fixed on Ryan and she licked the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Ryan in the mirror image on the water surface raised his head, and his eyes seemed to cross the space, looking at the bloody woman through the mirror image on the water surface.

In the mirror, Ryan smiled slightly.

"Crack!"

The crystal mirror shattered.