LOGINHe had even lost the courage to lift his head and look in the direction where Carl had departed.Mystic Vale struggled to crawl up from the ground, his legs still weak and trembling. He did not even dare to glance again at the Mystic Mountains. Only a single thought remained in his mind—run. Run immediately. Never again set foot in this accursed place that had shattered his soul essence.Seeing this, the subordinates who had narrowly escaped death felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They scrambled to their feet, stumbling and crawling, not bothering to retrieve their scattered weapons, not bothering to soothe their collapsing soul essence. They followed behind Mystic Vale, fleeing in panic like homeless dogs.The dense mass of people fled without direction, stumbling and falling along the way. Demon Energy scattered, malevolent energy dissipated entirely, and their former arrogance vanished without a trace, leaving only fear and disarray.
The soul essence felt as if it had been viciously clenched by an invisible giant hand; even breathing became stalled and labored, an image of extreme agony.Not far away, Mystic Vale's heart suddenly pounded wildly. Terror surged through his chest like a raging tide, nearly drowning his reason completely.Yet the greed that had long lain dormant deep in his eyes, his obsession with the treasure within Elijah's body, and the scene he had just witnessed of Carl only evading without attacking, all seized his retreating steps and dragged them back.He weighed everything frantically, repeatedly deducing possibilities in his mind.Carl had been entangled with the berserk Elijah for a long time just now, yet from beginning to end he had only evaded and never truly launched an attack, not even revealing a trace of a killing move from the heavens.In Mystic Vale's view, this was by no means due to insufficient strength. Rather, Carl must have had some unkno
The out-of-control Elijah seemed to fall into a brief haze. He needed an outlet, needed destruction, needed an opponent to appear so that he could release everything within him.At that moment, Elijah's gaze paused slightly, then slowly lifted. Those eyes, one like mist and the other like an abyss, empty of all reason, locked straight onto the figure that had long been standing at the edge of the stone platform.The closest person to him, the one with the clearest aura and the strongest sense of presence, was Carl.Carl still stood quietly with his hands behind his back, clad in a spotless black suit. His posture was detached and upright, like an eternal supreme deity overlooking this shattered world.Howling winds carried Chaos Mist and soul-devouring energy as they swept past, lifting his dark hair and stirring his clothes, yet they could never shake him in the slightest.Beneath his feet, a faint golden glow appeared and vanished like a slumberi
One had lived for thousands of years, vicious and cunning, bearing endless ferocious power, fighting without rest or death.Chaos Mist and Soul-devouring Energy had intertwined, collided, annihilated, and been reborn in madness atop the stone platform.Every collision of fists and feet shattered space and sent the earth sinking.Every clash of auras made the Three Realms tremble and the heavens thunder.Seal runes had exploded one after another, resentment from the Mystic Mountains surged skyward, winds and clouds changed color above the Ninefold Heaven, and ghosts wailed beneath the Nine Nether Hells.The battle that had once been deadlocked completely spiraled out of control.Raven and the three magical puppets were still locked in relentless slaughter in midair, golden light and malevolent energy scattering in all directions.At the center of the stone platform, Elijah and Mystic Vale were locked in a fight to the death, the heaven
At the corners of Mystic Vale's aged lips, that icy and frenzied smile grew ever deeper. He slowly stepped forward, the malevolent energy around him pausing for an instant. His voice sounded hoarse, like bones being ground together, carrying a unique depth and oppressive force as he spoke each word deliberately: "This was the second head-on collision."Carl's gaze remained indifferent as his eyes slowly swept across Mystic Vale's aged and sinister face. There was not the slightest ripple of emotion. His voice was cool yet calm, devoid of feeling, yet each word struck like thunder, crashing down upon Mystic Vale's body: "Mystic Vale, you should not have come."Those few simple words caused the malevolent energy around Mystic Vale to abruptly contract.He threw back his head and let out a low, grating laugh, the sound shaking the entire Mystic Mountains until they trembled violently. His white hair danced wildly, his aged eyes opened wide, and within those pitch-b
He had not expected that the child who looked utterly useless would possess such terrifying combat power.When he had been at City Hall before, he had crossed paths with that child. He had looked dull and vacant, unable to speak properly, yet now... he had actually destroyed two of his Zombie Puppets outright.He had originally thought that Carl had made the move, wanting to find out what consequences would follow once Carl acted.His black pupils contracted violently, the ferocity and arrogance in his eyes instantly replaced by extreme shock, wild delight, and a trace of deeply hidden fear.From the black-robed man's description, Mystic Vale seemed to have guessed the reason.That boy who seemed goofy and harmless had likely carried inside him the most terrifying Power of Disorder from some ancient primordial world, a raw force that even he had to fear.No wonder the Zombie Puppet that even the Heaven Spirit Phase found difficult to kill ha
It was that statue again.Amelia's fingers paused for a moment, but there wasn't any sign of it on her face.She was already prepared. She might run into that creepy thing again. She just didn't expect it to show up in a weird little town's house, and it looked like this family actually worshipped
Just after I cleaned up the broken statue, I felt that the soul that took over Keegan was already gone.The old man's eyes got deeper. Keegan be body-seized was also because of him. Back then, he had his secretary bring Keegan a glass of water. After Keegan passed out, he used a secret technique to
Thinking of this, Hannah shook her head, trying to forget what was on her mind. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by. It was supposed to be a crisp autumn day, but she felt like she had fallen into a cold, dark cellar.She quickened her pace, even started to jog, trying to shake off that feeling, but n
He came up to Amelia, grabbed her wrist, and said in a low voice, "Sis, it didn't make sense. You took me up the mountain and then left me to go by yourself."Carl, who was forced into formation, basically had no memories outside of formation.In his opinion, the him in formation was the real one,







