"It's done."
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, a brand new rune, integrated with the Ancient Yinduo legacy, flashed and disappeared deep within his pupils.
His demon body, like a blood and flesh mech, rose abruptly from the turbulent Dead Sea, and swiftly reached the Funeral Bell, then struck its surface fiercely with a punch.
The inverted drop-shaped Funeral Bell swayed slightly but did not emit any sound.
The next second, a dense and almost palpable circle of deep red light suddenly spread out.
In an instant, silently.
In this uninhabited Land of Silence, a force of erupted.
The deep red circle expanded rapidly, wherever it passed, like the destructive sound waves of the apocalypse, everything was annihilated under this force...
......
The murky sky was torn apart by a purple light that was deeper than night.
Angelie stumbled out from the shadows, the torn shadows reassembled into his Magic Robe like a cloak.
"Cough, cough—"
