But the expression of the high priest seemed extremely solemn, because gradually and further away in his ears, he still heard the voice of Tiranus: "The first one...returns...the first one...returns...

..god......"

.....

Burrow.

Karen's body has been completely wrapped in black, and all the pollution attributes around it are still converging on it.

The red-necked boy stood up with a smile on his face, like a winner who finally saw his prey enter the arena.

It slowly walked toward Karen, and then its body turned into a halo of red and purple. Purple represents the element of faith, and red represents anger.

The next moment, these beams of light completely submerged into Karen's body.

The formation masters who were responsible for controlling the sealing formation outside the cave collectively exclaimed at this time and looked at each other, because just now, they noticed that the pollution that the formation resisted suddenly seemed to be drained away.

Soul consciousness space.

Here, it has become a smelly ocean.

On this vast ocean, there is a protruding platform.

Karen knelt there, motionless.

Next to Karen, Mr. Luther stood there in a suit that had faded away from black rot. At this time, he looked as if he was about to go out to attend a *** speech. He was very relaxed and sunny.

However, he was also very guilty.

His existence is disappearing, and his figure is becoming more and more

His pain is ending, and the young man in front of him will bear this torture for him forever.

Mr. Luther wanted to comfort Karen, but he couldn't even do that now, because with the slight rolling of the smelly sea water, the red-necked boy walked out of it.

On its neck, where the crystal was, a silver collar really appeared, and the other end was fixed in front of Karen, which was also a crystal.

The two crystals are tied to each other, like a dog chain.

"Karen, pick it up quickly, you need to use it to suppress it now."

"Karen, wake up quickly. You should remember what you are going to do."

"Karen, if you don't wake up, it will completely control this place, swallow you up, and the pollution will be destined to explode in Venn.

"Karen, wake up quickly, I know you can hear what I say!"

No matter how Mr. Luther called, Karen still knelt there with her hands on the ground, motionless.

The red-necked boy came over with a sinister smile. He bent down, picked up the crystal from the ground, and then crushed it directly!

"Crack, click, click..."

A series of broken sounds came, and the chain that had been tied to the dog to suppress its violent nature finally broke completely.

Mr. Luther, who had mostly disappeared and became transparent, lowered his arms dejectedly. He laughed at himself: "I'm sorry, Karen, it seems that I chose the wrong person."

"Hehehehe..."

The red-necked boy's laughter became wanton. Even he didn't expect freedom to come so easily and effortlessly!

From then on, no one could suppress himself or educate himself, and he could finally release his nature to his heart's content and do whatever he wanted to do.

It spread its palm, letting the crystal dust fall in front of Mr. Luther, and mocked: "You...can't...control...me anymore..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the platform in the smelly sea suddenly began to rise rapidly.

This scene caught both the red-necked boy and Mr. Luther from their expectations. Originally, the divine pollution should have dissolved everything, but what is this?

The red-necked boy looked down. As the platform rose rapidly, he saw his position extending forward, like an arm...

Then, an arm appeared behind the arm, a shoulder appeared behind the arm, and a torso appeared behind the shoulder...

The red-necked boy began to tremble, and he finally understood where he was standing. This was a... towering sculpture that was so huge that it was unimaginable.

Suddenly, it seemed to realize something, and it slowly raised its head and looked upward.

It saw a face. It didn't know what the face looked like. Even if it saw it with its own eyes, it wouldn't be able to leave the slightest impression or recognition, but it felt the gaze coming from that face.

The red-necked boy who had just broken the dog's leash knelt down uncontrollably at this moment, his body kept shaking, and he even let out a strangled cry, as weak and helpless as a real child.

Mr. Luther raised his head blankly. He no longer called Karen, who was kneeling on the ground, to stand up or move. There was only one sentence echoing in his brain, which was the sentence he had said to Karen before.
Chapter completed!