Rin Slater has never seen such a scene before. ΔΩ pen         Quge

The plague flowing on most of the trees suddenly boiled.

Not only that, the wanted criminal named Long Night on the Edge seemed to have something in the place where the palm of his hand and the trees were junction, and was constantly absorbing all the black on his palm.

With one pull, the whole body moved, and gradually, the suction force created a whirlpool in the plague, and its momentum was so great that it seemed to swallow the entire sacred tree.

Rinsret dared not speak, nor did he dare to interrupt the long night on the edge.

At this moment, in his eyes, the young man who was like an old monk entering into meditation was united with the plague and trying to dissolve, assimilate, and tame them that were originally unruly.

All the corruption of the plague stopped, and they walked step by step towards their end point, cycling and orderly, just like passengers queuing up on the bus.

The plague covering the surface of the sacred trees fades like a tide, revealing the mottled trees under their corruption and erosion.

Rinsret's eyes were filled with tears and he knelt down toward the edge of the night.

This kneeling was not the product of his own intense and impulsive emotions.

But he, as the king of a country, represents his people, his land, and his heartfelt thanks for finally being redeemed.

From now on, his name for this young man will change.

Protect the Duke of the Country.

...

This job is much easier than I thought.

Feeling the plague entities flowing from the palm of my palm to the origin, I even feel full of power.

In fact, my experience value is indeed increasing.

Through the connection established by the origin, I could feel that the plague scope covering the entire tree was gradually shrinking and constantly gathering with me.

I have to say that the amount of plague that eroded this tree is indeed quite large. If it were compared with the volume of black fog I fought in the air that day, it would probably account for half of its total volume. No wonder it lost to me, after all, it was not its heyday at all.

In order to destroy this tree, the Star Weaving Kingdom also put in considerable effort.

And I heard from Rin Slater that the people from the Star Weaver Kingdom sent the Priest of Light to treat this tree?

It seems that the leadership of the Star Weaver Kingdom is also a bunch of idiots, and they don’t know what kind of power they are using. They just blindly import to Gear City, but ignore the original harm of those weapons.

Speaking of this, there is still a box of black fog stored in Yuege City.

Sure enough, stupidity is stupidity.

I looked up and saw that the plague was about to be absorbed, leaving only traces of their corrosion. These are marks that indicate that they had survived in this world.

The last strand!

I raised my palm and let the suction force put the remaining plague into my palm like pulling maltose.

The grand black vortex bloomed in the chaotic air, and then returned to nothingness again in the chaotic air.

Because the ripples spreading through the barrier like a period, it gave a stop to this disaster.

"Hu..." Feeling the powerful energy that suddenly poured into my body, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting down my arm, I shook my hand.

【Your level has been upgraded to level 32.】

Is it because of absorbing this large plague entity?

It's really not necessary to upgrade if you don't have to be very troublesome and tired.

It would have been great if there were more opportunities like this.

I know it is not realistic, that is, it’s just yy, yy is not illegal.

Looking at Hua, who was completely different from before, I smiled with satisfaction.

This is probably what is called, there is no evil power, only evil thoughts.

It is clearly such a power at the level of world-destruction, but it can also be used as a good deed.

However, although it is completely different from the previous plague coverage, it is not much better.

After all, everyone remembers the situation in the desolate land, what is going on there, and the same is true for the place where the sacred tree was corrupted.

So I still haven't completely cured the tree.

I turned around and prepared to apologize to Rinsret.

But the scene in front of me surprised me and I couldn't say a word for a moment.

The high-ranking king, the country-protecting wizard, and one of the four great magicians in the world, was kneeling in front of me, with tears in my eyes.

No, I may not understand what I did.

I just saved a country.

That's right... it was indeed what I did. I looked at my hands until a minute ago, it was covered with filth.

To be honest, I really don't feel real.

Whether it is to defeat the black fog or save the country.

but.

These are indeed from the hands of the aI, which does not even exist in entities.

Perhaps it is precisely because I care about this world that I can do these things.

After all, I have nothing but this world.

I walked up and helped Rinsret up.

"Duke of the Kingdom." He called me that, his face full of gratitude and respect.

I really don't dare to accept this title.

...

"A novice who is only level 15 actually lives in Holy Lotus City?"

The mist believer who was walking alone in front of him, who had returned to the sneaking re-thinking, couldn't help but think in his heart.

Blade of Time. The penultimate target on his list.

As long as this person is guarded several times, his revenge will be completed.

All that remains is his private target.

The edge of the night.

For some reason, since the Black Fog incident that day, he has become more and more unable to tolerate the existence of this player.

First, the world achievement was achieved at the beginning, and then the double profession was obtained, and now it has created a lot of unscrupulous things.

But what he couldn't accept the most was Qiu Shuangyue's sudden recognition of the long night on the edge.

At the beginning, the autumn frost moon, no matter what you do, you will be left behind the edge of the long night.

Including constant leveling, treasure hunting, and strategies for various monsters.

But after this battle, Qiu Shuangyue not only no longer competed with the long night on the edge, but also accepted him and even added friends.

I must defeat this person who made Qiu Shuangyue impressed him.

The fog believer was not sure whether there was any problem with his psychology, and he also understood that what he was doing now was definitely not a just thing.

Not only is it unjust, it is even a sinister thing.

After all, the Mist Trustee's killing method is always a sneak attack and will never attack head-on.

Nevertheless, nonetheless.

He still wants to kill this man, even once.

Maybe his heart is already a little distorted, but I have to say that he likes this distorted feeling.
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