Chapter 118 Soul Ashes
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Clauve glanced at the direction of the cold wind and shook his head, "Hehe, the magic power of space is fluctuating, it's a pity. Two of them." Then his eyes flashed with heart-wrenching flames, looked at Sheila and the others, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of Sheila.
Clauf had just raised his sword, and before he could make a move, Old Man Wood appeared suddenly in front of Clauf. Countless vines and thorns broke out into the ground and swept towards Clauf. In an instant, Clauf was submerged in the plants, and a huge green plant dome appeared in front of everyone.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Old Man Mu's brows first frowned tightly, and the soul of the plant wrapped in Clauve was dissipating quickly. As if the fuel was exhausted, all the plants suddenly burst into high flames, gradually turning into coke in the flames.
Clauve slowly walked out of the remains of the unburned plant with a sneer and as Clauve said, Clauve was now like he walked out of the gate of hell. Regardless of the falling coke and the crackling and burning plants, Clauve's twisted facial features, combined with the inhuman pupils and smile, made people shudder.
Old Man Mu thought to himself that something was wrong. It was the weirdest soul magic, and it was also the most unfamiliar magic category of Old Man Mu. Old Man Mu waved his hand, and Sheila and others were entangled by a blood-red vine and retreated quickly to the periphery, even the Han Feng and Lilith who were frozen in the ice were no exception.
The whole forest began to restless, and countless plants flocked toward the direction of the old man in Wood and Clauve, and an astonishing pressure surged towards Clauve.
"This is...domain?! Hahaha! I didn't expect that there would be a domain-level strong man to be buried with me in the end! It's worth it!" Clauve looked at the various plants surrounding him in surprise, feeling the pressure from the surrounding air, and suddenly burst into laughter, raising his sword and rushed towards Old Man Mu.
The old man Wood did not take any action. Countless plants entangled each other, jumped high, and turned into pointed cones and rushed towards Claufe like a flood.
"The ground thorn sword!"
Clauve did not stop at all and shouted loudly. Countless huge sharp thorns rose up from the ground and rushed into the sky. Countless long swords made of wind elements gathered in the air, facing the thorns that were rushing towards them. Clauve raised his head and let out a sharp roar. The thorns continued to rise one after another to resist the surprise attacks of plants. The wind sword also continued to cut off the combined plants, vaguely suppressing the surrounding plants.
Old Man Mu frowned, and countless blood-red thorns emerged from the ground, and suddenly they were the mutated blood thorns that had subdued Protus. The blood thorns avoided the ground thorns and wind swords like spiritual snakes and rushed towards Clauve.
"Soul erosion!"
Clauve was not panicked at all. The staff came out of his hand, and a flame flashed in his eyes. There were faint crying, curses, and scoldings from the staff. Gray energy scattered and continuously rotated around Clauve, forming a gray barrier.
Slowly the barrier became clear, and the gray energy was actually a distorted face, empty eyes, and howling screams of ghosts and wolves. The contrast between Clauve's burning of strange flames once again confirmed what Clauve said, as if he was in the depths of a burning hell.
The blood thorns kept hitting the gray barrier "bang" and the barrier trembled slightly, and the screams of the faces were even more sharp and harsh, which made people feel upset.
The blood thorns that touched the gray barrier suddenly turned gray, no longer the flexibility before, and the dead gray was slowly extending backwards. All the blood thorns that touched the barrier shook one after another, and they all rushed towards the barrier. With a bang, all the vines broke with the last force, and the red juice flowed like blood.
Although a large number of rattans were lost, the barrier also shaking violently. As the shaking was not stable, a particularly bright red and sharp rattan suddenly emerged from the ground, which easily penetrated the barrier in front of Clauve. However, while breaking through the barrier, the color of the rattan was dyed gray.
Clauve let out a light ejaculation, and the flames on his body became excited, and the vine became ashes in an instant. Clauve curled the corner of his mouth and glanced at the calm old man Mu in the distance with disdain. He just raised his hand and prepared for the next move. Several thorns that were the same as before pierced out from the ground, quickly breaking through the gray barrier and shooting towards Clauve.
Clauve snorted coldly, and the soul flames spread out "bang", and all the thorns turned into coke in the flames. The vines of blood thorns seemed endless, not only burst into the barrier, but the gray barrier color became lighter and lighter, and even fewer gray.
The soul fire around Clauve was quickly consumed. Clauve knew that he had not had much time, so he automatically retracted his staff and recited the spell in his mouth quickly.
The soul flame, which was originally slowly burning around Clauve, suddenly rose more than ten meters high, and then suddenly retracted it into its body and disappeared without a trace. Clauve raised the staff in his hand high and recited the last spell. When he thought of a strong man in the field following him, Clauve's face filled with a happy smile. Unexpectedly, a dagger suddenly penetrated his heart from his back. Clauve looked down at the exposed tip of the knife in disbelief.
"How, maybe..." Clauve's mouth kept spilling blood. He raised his head and looked at the old man Mu who had not moved in the distance. He twisted his neck hard to see the master holding the dagger.
Old Man Mu's upper body appeared at the top of the blood-thorn vine, and a warm smile appeared in Clauve's sight. "Since you know that this is the realm, you should know that one is all things, and all things are one, I am the realm."
"Haha, it's a pity that you're still one step late. Your heart is dead, your soul is dispersed, and your soul is ashes."
Clauve smiled indifferently, and thought softly, slowly closing his eyes. The distorted face returned to normal at this moment. The handsome face, which was originally not seen in the sunshine for many years or because of the "soul ashes", became extremely pale, and it was not like the face that a living person should have. Clauve's mouth curled up slightly, and the expression on his face was not a trace of pain or a trace of unwillingness. Instead, it was more of a joy to be liberated.
Clauve's body ignited a flame again, but the flame became much gentler. In the flames, Clauve's body quickly turned into ashes and drifted out in a scattered manner. The clothes and other debris did not catch fire, and they fell to the ground without the support of their bodies. All plants stained with ashes began to burn, and the fire spread rapidly throughout the jungle and could not be extinguished.
Old Man Mu's brows became even tighter, and it was the soul-fueled soul-eroding flame. Old Man Mu thought about it, sighed, and thought to himself: "Another good memory is about to be consumed." Then he took out a small statue of a stone man from his arms. It was one of the many carvings placed on the shelves in Old Man Mu's room.
The green life force in the hands of Mr. Mu gradually injected into the stone sculpture. With a light throw, the stone sculpture floated quietly in the air, and it grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. It stopped until it was nearly four meters high.
A twisted horn grew on a sharp head, an inverted triangle eyelid, a towering nose, and two long canine teeth exposed outside the mouth. The hideous smile made it look extremely evil. A pair of stone-gray wings stretched behind her, her slender tail was wrapped around her waist, and her sharp five claws could tell at a glance that she could easily cut gold and cut stones. The two thick hind limbs were half-squatted on the ground, looking at the surrounding scenery with some ridicule.
If Han Feng were to recognize him here, he would be one of the legendary indigenous people of hell - the stone dark demon.
The dark demon is also an extremely powerful creature in hell, and it ranks among the best in terms of physique and magic. The most terrifying thing is that the dark demon above level nine has a disgusting ability that can deprive other creatures of their souls in a short period of time. Although it is not permanent deprivation, it also makes people feel extremely disgusted. The dark demon in front of him is a legendary stone dark demon that accidentally ran from the gap in space to the endless continent, and was carved with its stone core.
Unknown mysterious spells came from the mouth of the dark demon with an evil smile. The dark purple waves were emitted with the dark demon as the center. After touching the creature, they turned into another invisible wave and reflected back, and merged into the dark demon's body. All the creatures affected were stunned and stopped moving. Although they still had vitality, their souls were gone, just an empty shell without a soul.
The dark purple fluctuations were extremely wide, and even the people dragged away by the blood thorns were shrouded in it. Fortunately, the range was wide, and the flames on the cold wind and Lilith immediately began to become dim and gradually faded.
In an instant, all life within a radius of miles lost its soul, and the whole forest became dead silent. The soul fire without souls was slowly extinguished, and Clauve's strongest counterattack before his death came to an end.
Not long after the dark demon extinguished the soul flame, the stone body gradually cracked and eventually turned into a pile of gravel scattered on the ground. A large number of imprisoned souls also returned to their respective bodies.
Old Man Mu sighed sadly: "I didn't expect that the soldier at the peak of level 7 is so difficult, but I know how strong the mastermind behind the scenes is. Could it be that I am really old?"
Old Man Wood put away the relics left by Clauve, waved his sleeves, and the wooden totem pole in the distance also penetrated underground and disappeared. The surrounding plants also dispersed and returned to their original positions. The originally destroyed vegetation was revitalized, and everything returned to its previous scene, without any change.
Chapter completed!