From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 482 Victory
Crack!

Silver arcs flashed under Jilan's feet, and then pieces of stone slabs appeared out of thin air, serving as "steps" for him to step on in mid-air.

In fact, when the stone slab was refined, an air vortex that was difficult to see with the naked eye was also refined. It was located under the stone slab and was used for support.

This vortex is essentially a ball of energy. Although it exists for a very short time, only a few seconds, it is enough for Jilan to use it to walk.

A few thumps.

He kept leaping in the air, and with every step he took, a stone slab appeared out of thin air under his feet.

In less than a few breaths, Gilan had crossed a distance of dozens of meters and appeared in front of "Gentleman of Remaining Breath" Berman.

Although the opponent's original body is an ascender, he is currently just a walking mortal, and the strength of this body is not high, but it can barely reach the 5th level.

Jilan's face was full of murderous intent, and he smashed it with a hammer.

boom! !

The gentleman did not try to dodge because he knew very well that he could not dodge... Since he could not dodge, he would not dodge.

Berman looked at the oncoming locomotive without any fear. He just raised his hand to hold his hat, showing a polite smile like a gentleman, calm and composed.

Gray mist spread out from behind him, swirling and dissipating, as if a gray flower had grown on his back.

A huge bony hand with a gorgeous costume cuff stretched out from the fog and blocked Behrman with its backhand.

Between his fingers, only the gentleman's smiling face was revealed. He opened his mouth slightly and mouthed:
"Goodbye."

Immediately, the whole person sank into the gray fog.

boom! !

The locomotive slammed violently into the back of the bony hand, making a loud noise.

"Quench!"

The sledgehammer swung by Jilan broke through the bone hand's defense in an instant and smashed it to pieces.

Countless broken bones and debris flew everywhere.

"Want to run?"

He turned around suddenly with a cold face.

The scarlet cloak behind him suddenly extended and turned into a long red carpet, winding and curling, and reaching straight into the gray fog that was about to disappear.

Snapped!
Whoosh!
The cloak was pulled back, and a figure emerged from the end.

The gentleman's hat fell off during the violent pulling, revealing his stunned expression.

Gillan stretched out his left arm, grabbed Berman's neck and captured him with one hand.

"You think you're classy?"

He grinned and said hoarsely.

"The ascended body is hiding in the God's Land, and sent another self to the mortal world to cause trouble. Can it come and go as it pleases?"

"Have you asked me?"

"you……"

Behrman wanted to speak, but his neck was tightly grasped by the large gauntlet-covered hand, and his face turned red.

Jilan raised his eyes and glanced into the void.

He didn't know how many superiors were overlooking this scene at this moment, but he knew clearly that he had no room to retreat.

If you don't kill people, you will be killed.

This was already destined after he chose to stand on the side of the "Cruel King".

"There are thresholds in the mortal world. This is a limitation for the ascenders, but for me, it is the best thing..."

Gillan's voice was hoarse and his expression was ferocious.

"You are no longer ordinary people, you are high above us, but now that you have come to this world, what can you do to me?"

"You piece of trash, die!"

After saying that, he squeezed hard with his big hand.

Gaba! !
Berman's eyes widened as he was crushed on the neck by the disheveled, purple-eyed young man in front of him.

"Refining!"

A silver arc burst out from Jilan's palm, instantly disintegrating the gentleman in his hand.

He clasped his hands together.

He then refined Behrman into a dazzling glass bead on the spot and put it away.

Immediately, he fell from mid-air without looking back, with his wide red cloak dragging straight.

Boom!

Gilan stomped heavily on the manor lawn, creating a huge dent. The grass and dirt flew up several meters high, and dust filled the air.

The four leaders of the "Solar Eclipse Society", Snake Marquis, Zong Bo, Lizard Bo and Rat Bo, were still tightly grasped by the alchemist stone hand. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape.

Among them, the strongest Snake Marquis was in a slightly better situation. He had already squeezed out an arm and was trying to get out.

But when it looked up, it saw the snake's face suddenly change.

The knight strode over with a hammer in his hand, and without saying a word, he hit it on the forehead.

"Obsidian Scale!"

The Snake Lord hissed.

Its entire upper body was covered in bulging muscles, and the scales on its skin became darker and deeper under the influence of the spell, reflecting a bright light, which seemed to increase its defense a lot.

But that hammer is so unreasonable.

The fire was burning, the whistle was blaring, and then a hammer struck, smashing the snake's head to pieces on the spot.

Bang! !

The Snake Marquis's head was strong enough, but half of it collapsed, and hot blood mixed with brain matter spurted out.

It's not dead yet, but it's badly injured.

One of his eyeballs fell out, his face was filled with pain, and he felt that the whole world was shaking and buzzing.

The snake spit out a letter and hissed:
"Gilan Iros, my Lord and the angels will never let you go. When you go——"

Bang! !

Another hammer fell.

The Snake Marquis's head exploded! Blood mist mixed with liquid splashed everywhere!

The Snake Lord had lost his head, but his body was still twisting and struggling, and the arm that was squeezed out was waving constantly.

At this moment, the huge gray stone hand that bound it loosened, and the headless body of the Snake Lord immediately rushed to the side, trying to escape.

Bang! ! !
The locomotive hit it hard on the back, pinning it to the ground and shaking the lawn.

Jilan dragged back the hammer, revealing the twisted and deformed but not yet dead Snake Hou underneath.

He looked down with his eyes icy cold, with the eclipse in the sky only one-fifth away from being completely formed, and swung his arms, smashing the hammer down again -

boom! !

The Snake Lord was beaten into a pool of meat paste!
At this moment, it was no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

Jilan killed the Snake Lord with a hammer, and the cloak behind him wrapped up the corpse. With the flash of silver lightning, the strongest chief of the "Eclipse Society" had turned into a small glass bead.

He strode quickly to the front of the burly pig-headed devil again, and in the face of the other's horrified expression, he swung the hammer again...

Bang!
Bang! !

Bang bang bang! !

In the dim and bloody manor, the ground shook again and again, accompanied by loud knocking sounds and faint screams, and everything seemed to be over.

...

...

jingle!

Jingle Bell!
Jilan, who has already released the "King's presence" state and restored his original appearance, is holding a cane and shaking it gently.

The pair of bells tied to the handles rang, forcibly pulling hundreds of red-skinned demons around them into the kingdom of the mind.

His face was a little pale at this moment.

His eyes revealed deep fatigue.

The mental trauma from watching the movie previously had not yet fully healed, and this time it was triggered again by a major battle.

The surrounding environment was in a mess, covered with bloodstains.

The four chiefs, Snake Lord, Mane Lord, Lizard Lord and Rat Lord, were also killed by him one by one with hammers, and then disassembled and reconstructed into glass beads and kept away.

Jilan looked up at the huge dream vortex in the air and the solar eclipse that was about to take place in the sky, with a solemn look on his face.

'How do I destroy this "Dream Gate"?'

He kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Suddenly, Gillan felt a sharp pain in his head and stopped shaking his cane.

The ringing stopped abruptly.

"It consumes too much energy... It's spiritually exhausted."

Jilan immediately realized his problem.

He carefully sensed the energy flowing in his body, and it was much less than before.

'The Philosopher's Stone has also been overused and is likely to have cracks.'

Gillan let out a sigh.

Fortunately, at this moment, he sensed a familiar breath. Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman with a white cane walking towards him.

"Teacher Pala!"

Jilan's expression brightened and he called out quickly.

Pala gave him a gratified smile, but his wrinkled face also revealed an unconcealable fatigue.

"Well done, Jilan... I was planning to come and help, but I didn't expect you to have killed all seven leaders of the Eclipse Society."

The white-haired old gentleman came up to Jilan and said in a deep voice.

"Cough cough!"

As he was speaking, Pala coughed violently twice.

Although he covered it with his hands, Jilan still noticed a hint of scarlet and his pupils shrank.

Jilan frowned and said quickly:

"Teacher, are you injured?"

"It doesn't matter." Pala waved her hand.

"Before the demonic disaster occurred in Coburn City, Miss Sade and I discovered some clues and tracked them down together."

"It is indeed the Crescent Moon Society that is behind the scenes helping the Eclipse Society with their plans, and their strength is far beyond our expectations..."

Pala said this with a serious look on his face.

Seeing the teacher's tired look, Jilan guessed that they must have encountered a strong enemy.

Pala continued:

"While pursuing the Crescent Moon Society, Miss Sade and I were besieged by the top leaders of the other party, including twelve disciples of the Crescent Moon Society and the president of the Society, the Blood Moon Lantern Master."

"This group of Old God followers followed the 'Secret Path' and received the blessing of 'Moon God' Ivan, mastering the power of fire that can burn souls... I teamed up with Miss Sade and killed more than half of the other side's strong men, but we were also forced to evacuate."

"In order to cover my escape, Miss Sade's earthly counterpart was defeated by the other party, and I was also injured."

Pala sighed, with a trace of guilt and self-blame in his eyes. It was obvious that Sadeh Balbina's sacrifice for him made him feel uncomfortable.

After a short silence, Pala looked at the solar eclipse in the sky. Knowing that time was running out, he quickened his speech and said to his students:
"Jilan, what I am going to say next is of great importance. Please listen carefully."

"Please speak, teacher." Jilan nodded.

Para Celsus took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"In fact, the Eclipse Society was deceived, and so were we."

"Huh?" Ji Lan was startled.

"I'm afraid even 'Windmill Cat' Pal Solomon could not have expected that all of this was planned by his ally, 'Spirit King' Loserxiu."

Pala shook her head.

"On the surface, the 'Spirit King' is helping out out of alliance, assisting the 'Eclipse Society' in launching this demonic disaster..."

"In fact, he wanted to take advantage of this major event that shook the empire and ascend to the throne under the witness of all the officials!"

(End of this chapter)