Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 388: last kiss

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"Omroth?"

Everyone was taken aback. Ron's eyes were wide open. This alien plane full of strange beasts and birds without eggs was a disaster brought down by the gods. It is the legendary hometown of undead magic - Omros

The elves were also full of shock, they could hardly believe this fact.

Seeing the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, the Soul-devouring Beast smiled with satisfaction, "The story has been told, and now, you will become my food..." He said, turning his eyes to Ke who was sitting quietly beside him. Bit, as soon as he stretched out his fingers, ten tentacles rolled towards him.

"Grandpa!" Shaar's heart was shocked. She gritted her silver teeth, supported her injured body, and stood up staggeringly, but she couldn't even pull up any strength, and she fell to the ground violently after walking a few steps .

"Hahaha...be a part of my power!" The Soul-devouring Beast laughed wildly, and a sharp bone spur protruded out from the middle of its tentacles.

The terrifying scene was staged again, and the elves turned their heads suddenly, unable to bear to watch.

"Damn it!" Ron clenched his fists angrily. At this moment, he had no strength and could only watch the Soul-devouring beast wreak havoc.

"Oh, that's right!" At this moment, Ron seemed to suddenly remember something, and his hand tremblingly reached out to the space bag.

The Soul-devouring Beast laughed wildly and rolled up Kirbitt's thin body. At this moment, a gleam of light flashed from the corner of his eyes.

"what?"

The Soul-devouring Beast turned his head in astonishment, only to see a scepter getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

With a sound of "bang," the heavy scepter hit the Soul-devouring Beast's face, and there was only a "click", the sound of bones breaking, and the Soul-devouring Beast screamed, and stepped back for a while. a few steps.

It was the zombie Arya who shot, and it was the only thing Ron could take out at the moment. I didn't think of it just now because of nervousness, but fortunately I remembered it now, and shot to save Kirbit's life.

"Who are you? How did you appear?" The Soul-devouring Beast was startled and angry. He was too careless, and coupled with the short distance, he was successfully attacked by Aryan, and he was hit directly by him, and his cheekbones were shattered. Cracked, and half of his face was swollen.

Fortunately, the strength of the Soul-devouring Beast has reached the sanctuary, otherwise his brains would have burst just now, but he was also uncomfortable, and was severely injured by Aryan's unexpected sneak attack.

He didn't even understand why there was one more person suddenly.

"Aryan, kill him!" Ron decisively ordered to Aryan.

With a movement of his body, Aryan rushed towards the Soul-devouring Beast. With the strength of the priest of light, he launched an attack on the Soul-devouring Beast in the sanctuary.

No way, the Soul Devourer had no choice but to let go of Corbitt, and then face Aryan, because he would be the weakest and most vulnerable to attack when devouring souls.

"Another corpse?" The elves looked at each other. The corpse of a strong man in the sanctuary already made them feel unbelievable. Now there was another corpse, but the strength of this corpse was far worse than that of Falan.

"The legendary ancient undead magic is really not simple..." Irian sighed, "We all underestimate him!".

Dietrich glanced at Ron. Although she hated this seemingly evil power, she had to admit that undead magic was indeed very strong.

Relying on the opportunity of a sneak attack, Aryan, who is not afraid of death, actually defeated the Soul-devouring Beast. However, the gap in strength lies there. The opponent, the Soul-devouring Beast came back to his senses, and quickly regained the situation.

"No, the strength of this corpse is too weak, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Soul-devouring Beast!" Opavila said.

Everyone looked at it, the difference in strength between the two was too far, and failure would happen sooner or later. The hope that everyone had just ignited was extinguished again, and the cloud of death once again shrouded everyone's hearts.

Why doesn't Ron know, but at this moment, he has no choice but to delay for a moment.

Ram and Kirbit continued to sit still as if nothing had happened, and quickly circulated their grudges to recover their strength.

The Soul-devouring Beast has firmly suppressed Aryan, and Aryan's strength is too far apart. Even if he fights for his life, he is still no match for the Soul-devouring Beast.

"Hehe, if you dare to come out with such strength, you will be ashamed of yourself, so die to me!"

At this moment, the Soul-devouring Beast let out a loud cry, with a cruel smile on its face, and only heard a sound of "pow-", the sharp bone spurs of its tentacles had pierced into Aryan's body.

As if nothing happened, Aryan held up his scepter and continued to blast at the Soul-devouring Beast.

"What?" The soul-devouring beast's face changed, he withdrew his tentacles abruptly, and cursed, "Bad luck... Bad luck, it's another corpse..."

A corpse has no soul, so the Soul-devouring Beast naturally got nothing.

Three minutes later, the battle between the Soul-devouring Beast and Aryan finally came to an end. With a bang, Aryan's body was sent flying, and his body rolled several times like a kite with broken strings. He fell to the ground and slid several feet away, half of his body was bloody.

Fortunately, he was a corpse without any pain. It struggled to get up, and fell down again after walking a few steps.

It hurts so badly!

"These things are so fucking haunting!" The Soul-devouring Beast cursed fiercely, looking at Aryan who was trying to get up, he stretched out his left hand, and a black air permeated from his body, in his palm It formed a small black ball. At this moment, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the Soul-devouring Beast, and he wanted to completely destroy Aryan.

"Boom—" there was a strong explosion sound, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Except for Ram and Kirbit, everyone was dumbfounded.

It wasn't Aryan who was attacked, but the Soul-devouring Beast!

His head exploded like a watermelon, and blood and minced meat spilled all over the floor.

who? Who actually attacked him

At this time, a stubborn figure flashed in everyone's eyes.

Aurora!

At this moment, she was covered in bruises all over her body, holding her breath, barely standing, holding a bow in one hand, and the bowstring was still trembling.

She has always been the calmest, and has recovered a lot of strength during this period of time, but a "explosive arrow" has consumed all the strength she had just accumulated, and her body softened, and she knelt down on the ground.

"Aurora!" The elves exclaimed, and Phil was undoubtedly the one who cared the most about her, and he almost crawled over.

Seeing that Aryan was about to be defeated, no one could stop this terrifying monster after it was defeated. Aurora, who had seen the situation clearly, had to secretly accumulate strength, wait for the opportunity, and finally made a sneak attack.

The "Burst Flame Arrow" was so powerful that half of the soul-devouring beast's head had disappeared, leaving only a headless body standing there.

Seeing this, everyone smiled knowingly.

"Aurora, are you okay?" Dietrich asked, she also admired Aurora's decisiveness.

Aurora's face was pale, and she gave her a tired smile, "Finally... it's done!"

"No..." Illian frowned at this time, "That guy is not dead yet!"

"What?" Everyone's face changed drastically.

"Hahaha!" At this moment, the piercing voice of the Soul-devouring Beast came, and he slowly turned around with half of his shattered head, his face was covered with blood, and he looked very ferocious.

On his terrifying open wound, flesh and blood were constantly rolling, and he was slowly recovering.

"He...he's still alive?" Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe the facts before them. Aurora's heart turned cold in an instant, and she no longer had the strength to attack again.

"You want to kill me? It's not that easy!" The Soul-devouring Beast said with a smirk, "As long as I have soul power, I can recover!"

Although the body can be repaired, the Soul Devourer lost a lot of soul power. When his head was repaired, his aura had dropped by half.

"It turned out to be you! I recognize you!" Soul-devouring Beast stared at Aurora with eyes like poisonous snakes, eyes full of hatred, "You were the one who shot me that time, and now... the second Time!"

At the master level, the Soul-devouring Beast was shot by Aurora once, and now the old hatred and the new hatred came out together.

"I'm going to kill you! I must kill you first..." The Soul-devouring Beast roared, spread its wings on its back, and rushed towards Aurora frantically, stretching its fingers forward, shooting out ten terrifying tentacles, fiercely It rolled towards her, and sharp bony spurs protruded from the top of the tentacles.

"Aurora!" Seeing that Aurora was about to die, the elves shouted anxiously, but unfortunately they were helpless.

"It's over!" While the tentacles were flying, Aurora closed her eyes in despair.

At this time, a black figure flashed past quickly, hugging her all of a sudden, and firmly blocked Aurora with his not tall body.

That man was Ron!

With a sound of "Porf-", the ten tentacles pierced Ron's back impartially.

"Ron!" Aurora widened her beautiful eyes, which were full of disbelief.

"Hahaha... There is actually another one who took the initiative to die. Are you the guy who made these corpses? Since you are looking for death, I will kill you first..." The Soul-devouring Beast laughed, and the ten tentacles shrank crazily, Desperately sucking Ron's soul power.

"Ron... Ron, why..." Aurora's eyes were wet with tears.

The soul in his body was sucked out, and Ron's face was twisted with pain, but at this moment, he squeezed out a smile, "O... If... La... Right... I'm sorry..."

"You... You recognized me a long time ago?" Aurora finally couldn't help it, and shed tears in a daze.

"Yes...although...your appearance...has changed, but your...smell...your movement...the way you are angry...is exactly the same as before..." Ron was extremely weak and spoke intermittently, "but... I don't know... How did I... recognize you..."

"Hahaha... As expected of a cultivator of soul power, the soul power is so huge and pure with only the strength of a mere teacher, it's great!" The soul-devouring beast laughed loudly.

"Aurora... I... I love you... I can die in... your arms... I am very happy..."

Ron's hand holding Aurora tightly slipped down, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his soul power was almost exhausted.

"Ron!" Shaar tightly covered her mouth, trying not to let herself cry out. Only at this moment did she finally realize that the elf woman in front of her was none other than Aurora from Barovacus College.

"Ron!"

Aurora let out a mournful cry, and she hugged Ron violently in her arms, her moist lips pressed against Ron's mouth tightly, and kissed him forgetfully.

Between heaven and earth, there was silence, and in the rolling yellow sand, there was a moving figure of a couple hugging and kissing.