: 845 has been getting stronger! until…

(Thank you very much for the 1888 reward of ‘Clouds and Valleys!’ and the reward of ‘Thunder’!

The broken sky is not just a shock, but only those who are in this world will know that there is a horrible power comparable to the space storm!
As the people in the camp imagined, the sky continued to shatter, and when its scope extended to the location of the camp, then the camp would only end in the end!
It’s a pity that the master who has broken this world is not so capable...
At some point, the speed of breaking the broken sky began to slow down, although it was not easy to detect, but it was gradually stopped expanding until it was completely stopped...
Under the emptiness of the black hole, the rain-like debris from the fragmented sky slowly disappears, and the horrible power contained in it gradually dissipates. Together with the things under the sky, it is pinched to nothingness...
Then, the sky is back to its original state!
At the speed visible to the naked eye, the empty black hole was covered by a dark cloud, retracted, and the night was once again returned to the world of Spartil. I don’t know how long it took, until the empty black hole disappeared completely. The change of the sky is calm, still silent, only a little starlight and moonlight are venting their existence...
Everything seems to have not happened...
Of course, if someone comes under this sky, then it will not think so.
Not only is the sky broken, but the ground is also gone. A huge deep pit with a diameter of more than a kilometer is standing in this corner, just like the entire behemoth forest is being dug by a living, let alone live here. Warcraft and creatures, even the trees, do not see a little residue!
Only in the huge deep pit, under the depth of hundreds of meters, there are two breaths still...
Looking up, looking at the restored sky and the dark pit filled with the entire field of vision, silently smile. Under the pale face, it looks unusually sad...
A long blond hair without wind and wind, slowly drifting, stroking his black robe, purple eyes have a lot of exhaustion, the chest is violently ups and downs, and the rough air is turned into a calm world. A hot breath shows the state of the owner at this time...
Feel the little demon power left in the body. The bitter smile on the faceless face turned into helplessness.
Before using ‘the realm of heaven and earth,’ he never thought about playing so big, but the final result was almost to play.
With the ‘infinite martial arts’, even the unfamiliar power can be perfectly controlled without words, and the power of the realm is the same. Under such circumstances, in the purple 'red jade mode', speechless can indeed be regarded as a 'eight clouds purple', at least, silently think so.
But the truth is not the case!
The ability to control perfectly, does not mean that you can fight perfectly!
If you say it again, the speechlessness is just a 'little guy' at the top of the eighth. I have the power of the demigod, but although I mastered it, I have not been able to adapt.
As a result, although there was no problem during the battle, there was no way to fully understand what kind of power ‘the realm of heaven and earth’ had!
In the case of not understanding the power, in order to be able to guarantee the exact defeat of the Beastmaster, of course, only the full force is fully open!
In the end, it is the current situation...
Breathing out. No words, bowed his head and looked at his feet...
Beastmaster, lying there...
The only thing left is the last little bit of shame. The rest is completely ashes, the skin is rotted, and a glimpse of blood is sprayed from his body and dyed into a blood. Even the muscles on the face are not much left. The blood of the whole body is boiling because of the pressure increase and the friction of the atmosphere. The right half is almost not adult, and no half bones are intact...
Other than that. One arm, and two thighs, disappeared into his body!
It’s already gone...
Even so, the Beastmaster's chest is still fluctuating with almost imperceptible magnitude, proving that he has not died yet...
After resisting the impact of space storm and two-color fire sea, it has also endured the 'realm of heaven and earth'. The Beastmaster has not yet died. It must be said that the vitality of Warcraft is indeed very strong, although it is not comparable to the vampire ancestors, but It is also much stronger than humans.
This is especially true of the Beastmaster who stands at the peak of Warcraft. The vitality is stronger than the vampire who is not old and not dead!
However, after the powerful vitality is matched with this image, it gives people a feeling of lingering, and the beastmaster is lying at his feet, unable to vomit blood in his mouth, and sighs without a word. Tone.
Before that, the speechlessness has always been hating the beastmaster who had forced himself to the desperate kingdom with his strong strength. Otherwise, he would not choose to use time-limited blood. Ability to fight the Beastmaster.
But now, seeing that the other side has fallen to this point, I don’t know how, and the indescribable hatred of the unspeakable heart can no longer be born.
Is it because it is already revenge? ...
Or is it because of the idea of ​​'Life is not brought, death is not brought'? ...
The long blond hair swayed through a circle of lines, and it looked very elegant. The purple eyes looked at the beastmaster who was constantly twitching under his feet. He silently hangs down and closes...
"This way... we don't owe anyone..."
Perhaps I heard the voiceless voice, dragging the residual body, the Beastmaster was so difficult to raise the head at an angle, a pair of scattered pupils staring at the silent face, suddenly burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"
The blood clots rushed out of the throat where he had been laughing. The boiling blood flowed through the wounds of the whole body, and the remaining faces of the muscles were twitching. It should be a very painful reason...
Even so, the Beastmaster still laughs, keeps laughing, can't stop laughing, and feels unexpected sadness and madness.
Silently watching him like this, did not speak, a pair of purple ancient wells without waves, this gesture fell in the eyes of the Beastmaster, causing an uncontrollable anger in his heart.
"It's like this again... again... this way..."
The resentful words are as hard as they are squeezed out, accompanied by blood, coming out of the beastmaster's mouth.
"Eight clouds purple... This is the face... You are also... this face..." The more and more frequent the body of the Beastmaster trembled, exhausted the power of the whole body, and he finally shouted a complete statement.
"Let me give me a winner! The king is still not dead!"
Hearing words, silently watching the eyes of the Beastmaster began to have fluctuations, cold channel: "But you have lost!"
"But it is borrowed... the power of the woman..." The Beastmaster squeezed his hate intermittently, as if he had reached the limit, his body no longer trembled, so he was there, but the amplitude of his chest was rising. The bigger.
Silently silent, then laughter and sound.
Raise your hands and cast your gaze on it. He said in a low voice: "You are right, I am just borrowing the power of purple. It is not a real victory!"
The Beastmaster did not speak any more, but he kept looking at nothing with his cold eyes, immersed in the memories without words...
In my mind, I first came to the world of Spartal, the first time I entered the copy world, the first time I summoned the characters, the first time I met the girls, and the memories of the world with the girls were constantly replayed. With the reappearance of memory, the words are gradually lost.
"Whether now or in the past, I have been borrowing the power of the people around me. Without them, maybe I have already died..." The open palms are suddenly clenched, and the lost face has become steadfast, so I keep watching. A silent beastmaster.
"I know, in fact, I have always been very weak, because I can't do without them at all..." Raising his eyes, the unspoken eyes flashed a touch of indescribable disparity, that is the look that the Beastmaster never knew.
"So, I need to constantly become stronger and stronger, until one day, I will continue to grow stronger by replacing me with their own strength!"
The words fell, and the words looked down and looked at the beastmaster.
"Beastmaster, you are really strong. In this world, there are only five fingers that can be compared with you, and I will one day climb to the top!"
"Just, at that time, you can't see it..."
Slightly opened his eyes, lifted his hand without words, above, a little strength is condensing.
"I hope that in the next life, stop being an enemy..."
Finished, the silent palm, facing the beastmaster's chest, fell!