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With a table tonight, he would probably have to drink until the second half of the night.

However, if any cultivators from his previous life were present, they would cry out in shock, because this was a terrifying flame that they could not avoid in time! Red Lotus Fire! Legend has it that all living things have an unfathomable amount of sin. Over time, a true flame will be born from the sin and become known as the Red Lotus Karmic Flame, also known as the World Exterminating Flame. It used the sins of all living beings as its source, used the Three Addicts of Greed as its raw material, burned out everything, burned down the impermanence, it was a kind of negative energy that cultivators feared the most, and it was also the ultimate embodiment of the true meaning of the Sky Demon race's destruction, and it was also the Great Sun Buddha's Great Bright Glazed Golden Flame and the Nirvana Light as its two supreme abilities! However, when he was refining the "Aria of the Dead," he first received a wisp of the Hellfire from Rodriguez's soul clone, then received the Hellfire that Dior had painstakingly collected, experiencing the pain and resentment of all the souls within it, and perfecting the final Upanishads of the Sky Demon Annihilation. Only then did he successfully evolve this world-destroying, world-destroying flame!

After the red lotus karmic sinflames were created, they quickly swallowed the Hellfire. The moment the black Hellfire was attached to the karmic sinflames, it immediately turned red. In an instant, the outcome was reversed. The Sky Demon's face was filled with a cold expression, "It's useless! The Red Lotus Fire uses karma as its fuel. The more crimes you have to bear, the greater the pain you will have to endure. This is also your retribution for all your sins.

Dior had lived for more than a thousand years, and had killed more than a million innocent people. His karma could be said to be extremely huge. Once he was touched by the red lotus fire, it immediately added fuel to the fire and couldn't be extinguished at all. His mournful screams reverberated in Werther's sea of consciousness for a few short seconds, which to Dio felt as long as a thousand years. In the end, all of the soul force that Dio devoured was refined into the purest form of spiritual force, which was absorbed by the Heavenly Demon. As for him, he only had a little soul essence left. Dior's voice was weak but crazy. "It's useless! Even if you destroy my soul clone, as long as my phylactery isn't destroyed, I'll be eternal. Werther, you won again this time, but next time, I'll definitely come back! "

The Sky Demon gave a cold laugh, "You won't have a next time! I will use up all my calculations and I will definitely destroy you in body and spirit. You won't have another chance! "Light of Destruction!" The vertical eye on the right side of his face opened, and a ray of light shot out from it. This ray of light appeared to be of a pitch-black color, ordinary and without any aura. However, such a wisp of light directly pierced through the most condensed of Dio's Soul Sources, following which it shot through the void, flying to an unknown place. "Dior's soul source collapsed almost instantly, and a massive soul force was released. The Dior's soul imprint actually disappeared without a trace. The Heavenly Demon gave a cold smile, opened its mouth, and absorbed the pure spiritual force.

On the east side of the Grace Mainland was a vast ocean, which was known as the Endless Sea. And in the center of the Endless Sea was the most dangerous place in the whole world. The big whirlpool was the place that was occupied by the Sea Tribes. This God was also a powerful God with a great amount of God Power. He did not participate in any of the God wars, and because his followers were mainly the Sea Clan in the water, they were not interested in competing with the believers of the land. Therefore, they usually categorized him as a neutral faction.

At the southernmost point of the Endless Sea, there was an endlessly gloomy sea area. It was surrounded by dead aura all year round, and any living things that entered it would immediately be corroded into undead creatures, causing their souls to degenerate. Legends said that it was a passageway between the underworld and the mortal world, and the death gods under the Underworld God's command used this place to carry out the task of collecting souls. At the same time, in the depths of this sea, is the heaven for Necromancers, the location of the Undead Island. The island was a wasteland, but there were countless grand palaces and buildings, carved with images of the underworld, and praises of the gods of the underworld and death gods. There were a total of seven palaces built at the core of the island, and from the third and last palaces, a shrill scream suddenly came out.

The skies above the Undead Island were suddenly covered in dark clouds. Gradually, the dark clouds accumulated thicker and thicker. Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from within. It was as if they had passed through endless space and time, directly hitting this palace! The light beam ignored the dense defensive magic, passing through all obstructions until hitting the core of the palace. There was a small box over there. It was hard to tell what material it was made of. Judging from the dense magic patterns on it, it must have a great origin. In reality, this small box was the most precious soul box of the Lich Dior, and this ray of light was the Light of Annihilation. It was actually able to pierce through the bindings of space and find the soul box through Dior's soul aura, directly destroying it!

What sort of divine ability was this! At this moment, after going through countless trials and hardships, an Invisible Demon Avatar finally displayed its destructive ability and power in this foreign world. This also signified that Werther was no longer a good sir who focused on the idea of righteousness and morality. A ray of destructive light disregarded the obstruction of space and time and came directly from Werther's sea of consciousness to the Undead Island with a light strike! Dior collected precious materials from the underworld and countless other planes. The soul case that he painstakingly forged, the one which was said to be able to withstand the full force of several SemiGod experts, quietly evaporated in a streak of black light. It was as if there had never been such an item in the world before! As for Dior's host soul, under the illumination of the destructive light, he didn't even have the time to move, and directly collapsed! His soul had been destroyed! He was dead in body and spirit! A Lich, a peak Saint level expert, was killed so easily!

The moment the Light of Destruction was released, it was as though it had never appeared before. The thick black clouds also dispersed. After a long time, deafening explosions rang out from the Undead Island! Among them, there were several extremely tyrannical soul fluctuations. They swept across time and space in all directions, but they found nothing. They were simply unable to capture those people. Finally, furious roars rang out from the Undead Island. However, it was useless.

All of this had occurred in his sea of consciousness. While he had been using the Sky Demon Divine Transformation to deal with Dio, in the real world, he had also engaged in a bitter battle with that Slaughter and Calvin! Dior's physical body was destroyed, and his soul was drawn into Werther's sea of consciousness. Lord Slaughterer didn't move at all, as if he didn't care at all. Calvin, who was at the side, did not let go of this opportunity. Taking advantage of how Werther had absorbed Dior's soul, he brazenly launched an attack! He turned his body into a blur and a black dagger appeared in his hand, aiming straight at the enemy's throat.

Werther had long since noticed the treacherous member of the magistrate. Although he had been prepared for this attack, he had still underestimated the strength of the peak Calvin Saint. He could not help but exclaim, "So fast!" Calvin arrived in front of Werther in an instant. His short sword slashed lightly, bringing with it an incomparably artistic and wonderful aura. His goal was to cut Werther's throat. Such a perfect method of killing had almost become an art form! Werther once fought with a Dark Elf expert known as the best at assassinations, including the Dark Elf Princess Betty. However, compared to Calvin, their assassination techniques were like a child compared to a giant!

Before the sword had arrived, a wave of frigid dark battle-qi had already caused Werther's hair to stand on end. The coiling dragon staff quietly appeared and collided with the dagger. BOOM! Their battle spirit collided head-on, and the aftermath completely uprooted all the trees and plants in the valley. Under the impact of the energy ripples, they were directly turned into fine powder! Calvin shouted loudly, and the dark qi around his body surged, turning into a black shadow and surrounding Werther and attacking him nonstop. It was simply not something a small sword saint like Betty could compare with. Whether it was strength, angle, or all other factors, Werther felt a lot of pressure from every attack. It could be said that he was the strongest opponent Werther had ever encountered since he started his career.

The two of them continued to fight and the Lord of Killers didn't do anything, as if it was beneath them to join forces and attack. Ever since Werther had truly cultivated to the fleshly body realm, he had never met an opponent so difficult to deal with. Under countless fierce collisions, his control over his physical body's strength was constantly increasing and becoming more proficient. In terms of strength and explosive power, Werther was not afraid of Calvin, who was at the peak of Sword Saint. However, the thick dark qi on Calvin's body still gave Werther a certain amount of pressure and trouble. It kept seeping into his body, devouring everything, destroying everything. It was simply even more difficult to deal with than nether gas. The two's attacks became more and more powerful. In the end, every time they clashed, the Dou Qi they produced actually formed a ball that wrapped around the two. Thunder rumbled continuously from within.

After exchanging thousands of blows, both of their abnormal physiques unexpectedly felt a trace of exhaustion, and both of them separated at the same time. Werther thought to himself, "This isn't the way. I have to deal with the enemy in one move, or else I'll be in danger as soon as that warrior takes part in the battle." He cultivates in dark qi, so my avatar of Buddha can perfectly restrain him. Calvin gasped for breath, then laughed out loud. "What's wrong, Werther? Weren't you able to simultaneously control the powers of darkness and light? What about that mysterious god of fighting spirit? What about your powerful light class battle skill? Why didn't you bring it out? "