As a demon god, the years when I became the UP master

Chapter 47 A good show

A contest between gods.

If the semi-monster is the stage of metamorphosis from the mundane to the extraordinary, then the realm of true knowledge is the process of people embarking on the road to becoming a god.

Of course, this statement was resolutely opposed by the Holy See, who thought it was a blasphemer's statement. How could mortals under the clouds dare to be as high as the great Holy Father.

The old Monroe stood in the air, panting heavily, his clothes were ragged, and his bare skin seemed to be burned by a raging fire, leaving no half an inch intact.

Underneath was a bottomless black hole, and sea water poured in madly, and it didn't take long to form a terrifying maelstrom with a diameter far exceeding a thousand feet long.

The fragile space was torn apart in many places, the strong wind whizzed across the vast sea with terrifying thunderstorms, and several seaspouts connected the sky and the water surface.

The space created by this side is about to collapse. If repairs are not carried out immediately, old Monroe will find a way out of the shattering.

Xia Ya stood high in the sky, and his situation was not much better.

Most of the nine-ring magic wheel was destroyed. After all, it was a simulated magic weapon for the world. It was fundamentally different from the original, and the two were far from each other.

He did not intend to continue to maintain the existence of this space. Whether it is the repair of the explorer's body or the stability of the space, it will consume energy, and this energy comes from the core remaining in the fragments.
Shaar wouldn't waste it, and took advantage of the process of the explorers' constant deaths and injuries to extract this energy, and charged them some interest by the way.

After several days of attrition wars, Shaar reckoned that the solar furnace should have been completely fed.

Now that the main goal of this operation has been achieved, the next step is to prepare for the ending of the drama, and old Monroe cannot be absent.

A pair of magic pupils overlooked the old Monroe who had returned to his original appearance from a youthful state. Shaar looked indifferent, thinking that the eighth generation of tricksters not only left his body with incurable injuries, but also damaged the old Monroe's mind. A hole was severely torn open.

A portal opened behind him, and Shaar retreated into it.

Old Monroe knew that the God of Disaster had temporarily left.

He slowly closed his eyes, mobilized the power of the abyss of great magic, and engraved marks of life magic appeared all over his body, speeding up the healing process.

Old Monroe's face gradually returned to normal.

The scorched black skin peeled off from the body like pieces of coal, revealing a slightly immature skin.

However, this layer of skin was affected by the mind, and soon turned into the skin color of an elderly person.

Looking up at the cracks scattered all over the place, the world will not be able to support it.

Old Monroe tried to find a way out, and it didn't take long before he sensed a strange and ominous aura coming from the Youdao crack in the southeast direction.

An upside-down purple-black mountain was sinking and floating in the void, and old Monroe saw it and rushed towards it.

In the western suburbs of Monarch Island, Elder Momo, who is responsible for maintaining the stability of the fragmented world, is emitting a lot of white smoke from his three-ball body.

He felt that the deal was a big loss. The battle between the monarch and the old Monroe had squeezed the field of magic calculation that he was proud of.

A metal tentacle whirled in a circle above the head, and the water vapor in the atmosphere gathered towards the circle, forming three water clusters in the blink of an eye.

The water ball fell down and hit his three heads, making a sizzling sound, and Elder Momo immediately felt much refreshed.

hum-

A magic mirror moved out of the void passage and slowly floated down in front of Elder Momo. Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, revealing Shang's figure.

When people approached, the camouflage faded away, Bone Shaar returned to the real space through the mirror, and there were obviously a few cracks on his skeleton.

Fighting with old Monroe many times was actually not as easy as he showed. This body that was fished from the bottom of the Chaos Demon Sea needs to be strengthened and polished.

Shaar took the life essence from the Charm Monster, it was a green sticky substance, he grabbed it and smeared it on the cracked bone.

The stock solution is quickly absorbed, giving immediate results.

Bones become bright.

"How is the result?"

"The magic energy tends to be stable, reaching the theoretically perfect balance state, but it's a pity that there are a little less people, otherwise the backup magic source can be filled!"

Xia Ya didn't answer these words, but he didn't know how careful he was. To put it bluntly, he thought that the number of people allowed to be arrested this time was too small.

On an expedition-level scale, humans who dare to participate are all good explorers, and they are rare living materials.

Explorers caught at the bottom of the abyss are not only captives, but also the most important resource on Monarch Island.

Today is different from the past, the new monarch ordered that they should not go to the dark island to catch them wantonly. Even if they are brought into the monarch island, they have to go through layers of screening, and only those who are judged to have behaved badly will be sent to Elder Momo.

This caused Momodo to complain.

Now people are trapped in the traps they set up, which is like hungry wolves mixed with sheep. They can eat if they want, but they have to sneak in.

And the quantity is limited.

The eyeball at the top of the middle quietly looked towards Shaar.

Seeing the king remove his own skull and smear the green stock solution, two soul flames flickered in the dark eye sockets, as if he was staring at this side.

Momo blinked her eyes and dismissed the idea.

"Wise man!" Xia Ya said.

Ales, who had been waiting for a long time, bowed slightly.

"His Majesty!"

Shaar wiped his head and said: "You can go and inform Shu Lao that they are starting to prepare for their return. It's time for this drama to come to an end!"

With the King's order passed down, the rules of the Lost Fragment are at work again.

The Zongtian light curtain came from the sky, swept across the eight dungeons, and sent people to the final stage.

The Dark Clan Yuanlings hiding in the Pillar God Demon Soldiers knew that this was a signal of their return, but they had to play enough and continued to swing their knives at the explorer.

When Byron saw this light curtain sweeping towards him, he immediately called on nearby explorers to gather towards him.

With the previous experience, he was worried that the space would change again after the light curtain passed. What if he was thrown into the enemy camp?
"Damn, follow me!"

"Lodita, come to the teacher!"

After the Zongtian light curtain swept across, the sound of the war echoing in my ears for the past two days disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, only the crisp sound of water droplets dripping.

The worst thing happened. Byron took hold of the flame, and the dim light illuminated part of the space, and they were scattered by the sky-reaching light curtain.

An underground cave like an abyss? !

Byron touched the wall, which was a little damp.

Suddenly there was the sound of fighting in front of him, as well as the frightened sound of explorers. The distance was not far away, and Byron rushed forward, but he was still late.

An explorer was pierced by the dark gold claws of the gray giant bear, and the blood covered the light of the blue spar. Strangely, there was a long frame on his head.

Not only him, but the giant gray bear on the opposite side also had a red rectangular frame on it.

Like measuring something.

Byron jumped up and swung his fist to kill. He didn't notice that the pierced explorer didn't automatically recover from his injuries as usual.

As the blood flows, the blood bars in the long frame gradually decrease until they return to zero.

At this time, a colorful flower emerged from the ground, wrapping the explorer into the ground, and by the time Byron came back to his senses, it was already too late.

"hateful!"

(End of this chapter)