The snow of destruction is the dream world's restriction on the natural disaster lords in the seal, and it is also the shackles that imprison them.
In normal times, the Scourge Lord can still rely on a thick seal to protect himself, but once the seal is lifted, he must face the continuous weakening of the Snow of Destruction—this is done from both the source of the soul and the force of the world.
No lord can afford this constant consumption, so they are always in a sealed state unless some special situation occurs.
The huge woman's face exploded, leaving only another little girl behind.
The other party's eyes were confused, and there was the same white moth on the head, but it was slightly smaller than the previous one.
After Meng Yao took the initiative to quiet down, Ruining Snow also instantly became smaller, reaching an acceptable level.
"Damn...that wizard, how the hell did I get rid of my 'soul dust'..."
Meng Yao's incarnation had a puzzled look on her face, and then she sent a message directly.
"Huh? Dream Demon Girl... Have you found the thief who stole my treasury?"
Ten minutes later, accompanied by terrifying pressure, a huge tornado moved in front of the Dream Demon girl, and the powerful Snow of Destruction lingered around. Constantly annihilated.
The one who made the sound was a steel knight over 100 meters tall.
It wears ice-blue armor, with a huge glaring cross-shaped rune on its chest, no expression can be seen on the face covered by the helmet, only a red light spot, visiting with the ultimate disaster and evil light out.
And above its head, there was always a large black cloud surrounding it, and the terrifying snow of destruction kept falling, and even the incarnation of Dream Demon couldn't avoid it and backed away for a certain distance.
The opponent's waist was hidden in the thick tornado, and huge ice could be faintly seen. The terrifying tornado roared continuously, blending with the snow of destruction.
The powerful rule of disaster, with the power of evil resentment, turned into many faint crying faces, at least hundreds of millions in number, densely surrounding each other.
This is the Scourge Lord - Cyrus! A powerful existence at the eighth level! The evil god who mastered many rules such as disaster and resentment, and made countless worlds cry, just came in the form of his true body!
"Long time no see, Cyrus..."
The dream demon girl greeted with a smile: "It seems that you really hate the other party, and you even dispatched your real body directly!"
"The other party stole a Solo Gem from me! Without it, my body would take an extra 10,000 years to recover after the disaster!!!"
Cyrus' voice was hoarse, like a collection of crows buzzing, with a strange and nauseating power, and hidden extreme anger!
"That damned thief, I will drive it into the Plain of Despair, seal its true spirit, and slowly peel off its skin for ten thousand years!!!"
"I got information about the thief here. He also has a seventh-level wizard assistant. Be careful..."
The girl in the form of a dream demon stretched out her finger, and a moth flew directly in front of Cyrus, and was swallowed by him.
Through this strange communication, Cyrus immediately gained the influence of Bodak just now, as well as Leylin next to him.
"Two mere newly promoted seventh-level! I can beat them to annihilation with one hand!"
Cyrus shook his head indifferently, and then looked at the dream demon girl: "In my long memory, you have never been so kind..."
"Hehe... The other party also hurt my avatar, and even made me lose part of my will..."
There was a trace of paleness on the girl's face.
"It's also... your ability is more inclined to charm. Although even an eighth-level existence can be captured unconsciously, once the other party is vigilant..."
Cyrus said with a smile, and at the same time controlled the blizzard to change direction, and began to chase in the direction of his cursed mark.
"Turning towards charm?"
Every inch of the territory here is the fusion of the dream monster's own essence and the original terrain, and its detection ability is simply terrifying.
Therefore, after a while, the girl could already be sure that Cyrus had really left. She looked at the direction in which he left with a strange smile on her face.
Although Meng Yao is recognized as having poor combat power among the natural disaster lords, it is the longest-lived lord, even dating back to the end of the ancient war!
How could a strong man of this level have weaknesses and flaws
Although the other lords thought that the dream monster's talent lies in charm and sealing, but in fact this is not the case.
What the other party is best at is the keen perception of the soul!
"It's fine with the one-eyed dragon, but the young wizard gave me such a strange and dangerous feeling. It's not because of the magician's bloodline ability at all, but a feeling... like a natural enemy..."
There was seriousness in the girl's eyes, and she remembered that dangerous wizard.
The actual relationship between her and Cyrus is neither bad nor good, and there is no need to offend the other party for the sake of the two rules.
But the first time she saw Leylin, the innate soul perception told her that she was extremely dangerous, as if Leylin was her natural enemy.
It is precisely because of this that the girl tried to test it as soon as they met.
"I'm not afraid of my soul dust at all... and this doesn't seem to be the limit of the opponent's ability..."
The girl bit her finger, Ruyu's brows were slightly frowned, with a heartbreaking charm.
It was precisely because of this danger, as well as her own prudent considerations, that the girl gave up the idea of directly pursuing her.
"Forget it...Anyway, if something goes wrong, that stupid big guy Cyrus will stand in front... Let me see, how many cards does that wizard have?"
A glittering and translucent moth trembled, exuding a cloud of crystal and translucent dust, and then disappeared completely, secretly following Cyrus' direction.
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"Oh! Damn! Are you crazy, Leylin? Why did you attack our allies?"
Bodak's huge body was thrown directly to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky, he roared while shaking his head.
"You are the one who is crazy! Are you still awake?"
Leylin looked at Bodak, and suddenly struck out, a fist that was burning with blood red flames, and hit him hard in the face.
Boom!
Bodak flew backwards like a cannonball in an instant, piercing through several tall and hard peaks in a row.
"Damn it... how dare you hit my handsome face, I'm going to duel with you... uh..."
Bodak shook his head, a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth, and of course more soul dust was spit out. He cursed at first and almost returned to his original shape, but then his expression changed.
From anger, to doubt, and finally to faint fear!
The soul dust that can directly affect the true spirit is better than any illusion, even if there are rules, it is difficult to resist!
"That stinky moth actually tried to control me? The one-eyed dragon Bodak! The prophet and scholar of Ultron World... I who have traveled through endless worlds and left behind many legends of treasures were almost controlled??? "
"Ho Ho..."
Burdock growled, after the fear, there is great anger.
For the existence of these rules, some minor injuries are nothing more than energy losses. With their endless time, they can make up for it sooner or later, so they are nothing.
But... once someone tried to interfere with their free will, or even enslave them, it would be endless hatred!
"The dream demon lord of the dream world! I remember it!"
Bodak exhaled fiercely, but he was not so stupid as to yell to kill back immediately, obviously he still had a little sense.
It itself is only level seven, and the opponent obviously has the strength of level eight! Especially... there is a curse on it, and it is being hunted down by another disaster lord.
"Leylin! I'm sorry!"
At this time, Bodak obviously knew that Leylin was his true ally, and he couldn't easily offend him.
In particular, there are still many things that need to trouble the other party.
"Hmph... are you awake?" Leylin snorted coldly, but felt a little strange in his heart.
"The natural disaster lord whose body is the dream monster behaved very strangely. He obviously didn't know him but suddenly attacked, but he didn't chase after him... Could it be that he discovered something?"
The other party's strange behavior made Leylin have to consider the possibility.
But then, he was interrupted by the chip prompt.
[Ding! The main body's devouring talent takes effect, completely digesting the will of the rules! The subject obtains part of the information of the 'charm' rules! The main body gets some hints of the 'illusion' rules! The hallucination talent itself is enhanced!]
Relying on his own devouring rules, Leylin can consume the power of other rule wizards and transform them into his own rule comprehension.
"It's a pity... Even the evolved seventh-level talent can't get more things in the face of rules. The percentage converted into chips is not even 1%. It's still not as good as the world of the gods..."
Leylin sighed.
Of course, the transformation of the rules has losses, and even for Leylin, the proportion of this is too low to an outrageous level.
Just now it was only part of the dream monster's will, but if it was replaced by the gods of the world of gods, there would be no problem in transforming into a trace of divinity, the difference is more than ten times!
"Even I who mastered devouring are like this, and other rules exist, which is even more useless, right! If this can improve rapidly, the entire wizarding world does not need others to come over, and I have already been smashed into a pot of porridge, devouring and destroying each other... Also Only the world of the gods can become a hunting ground for wizards."
Compared with the difficult transformation between wizards, the rules of the gods in the world of gods are not a problem at all, and the transformation ratio is extremely high, and the complete rules can even be obtained by devouring each other! This is why all wizards are crazy!