The burning sensation of the sun, the wind, and the sand is the desert in front of him, which gives Dean the most intuitive feeling.

And the vitality that should be extinct has a tenacious breath of life.

Extremely contradictory!

But it makes so much sense.

It is like a curved channel, where the water rushes and every time it encounters a sharp turn, some of the water will go down, while the other part will jump high and splash out of the channel.

No one will be surprised!

Because, under power, this is a matter of course!

So...... What about the way to kill?

Dean pondered his own path.

The golden desert in front of him in the sunlight turned into a blood-red killing space in an instant, and the blood-colored sunlight sprinkled all the places that Dean's eyes could reach.

Compared to the beginning, it is not without changes!

The blood is getting thicker and thicker!

This is the result of Dean's recent fight!

Just as Dean expected, every time a battle kills a step closer, and then, until the limit is qualitatively changed.

But when Dean recalls the desert before.

He always felt that the 'way of killing' seemed to be lacking.

'Are you soft-hearted?' ’

'Are you regretting killing?' ’

'You're going to be hesitant?' ’

One after another voices sounded from the blood, and one after another figures walked out of the blood, the old powerhouse of Setty, Morti, the spokesperson of Motthill, Peyton, the original king and prince of the Land of Origin, etc., were all killed by Dean. At this time, it appeared in front of Dean again.

All bright red.

They questioned them. The face is unwilling.

And then. This unwillingness turned into resentment, a strong resentment towards Dean, and then these blood-colored people rushed towards Dean like resentful spirits.

There was no hesitation, no hesitation.

Dean made a move.

As if facing the lives of these bloody people, Dean showed no mercy.

'Repent! ’

'You should cry!' ’

'You deserve pain! ’

The bloodmen shouted loudly, but that didn't slow them down in any way.

Dean looked at them coldly and asked word by word, "Why?" ”

Then, another punch was thrown.

Bang!

Setty's veteran powerhouse, Morti, was pierced. Dean took the opportunity to take off the other party's head, and looked at each other's eyes without the slightest concession: "Kill is kill!" The difference in position will inevitably lead to such a result, why should I repent? Weep? Suffering? Just because I killed you? It's ridiculous! ”

"If I don't kill you, you're going to kill me - shouldn't I be shouting your 'mistakes' at that point? It's so weak! ”

As the words fell, Dean's palm was forced, and the head of the bloody Mortich was crushed.

Then, Dean didn't stop and walked in front of Peyton. easily harvested the other party's current life.

If you say, now the other party. It can be considered a living object.

Weak!

Except for some questions, the strength of these bloody people is extremely weak.

It's like a normal knight.

Even, it's weaker.

But Dean did not let the other party go because of his weakness.

Not just because they're enemies, but because Dean doesn't know how to let them go.

This is not the material world, but his killing space, and the other party is an unknown guy who has appeared here inexplicably.

Soon, all the bloody people were swept away.

The blood-colored space is getting richer and thicker.

The blood-colored sunlight rolled up like a tide.

A figure loomed in the middle of it.

Dean frowned, and he felt familiar.

And when the other party walked out slowly, this familiarity turned into surprise.

The figure was himself.

……

Bronk tried to convince himself.

But there was no reason or that he didn't know what to do.

I can only be ignorant.

Suddenly, a cordial, huge force appeared in the bottom of his heart.

Spirit!

In an instant, Bronk recognized the source of this power.

"Are you here to guide me again, the lost one?"

Bronke, who was prostrate on the ground, asked sincerely.

The cordial, enormous power in front of me began to change.

Reed!

Roots, patches, endless reeds.

As the wind blew, the reeds broke one after another.

As the rain fell, the reeds broke again.

The slightest thing is enough to make the reeds insignificant, but they still grow, they still don't go extinct, and eventually they sway with the wind and welcome the rain and dew.

They become tough.

Indestructible.

Because...... Change!

"This, this ......"

Bronk seemed to grasp the faint light, but it was difficult to express it.

'Squeak! ’

A chirp came to Bronk's heart.

It was the cry of an animal.

But in Bronke's heart has the most accurate meaning -

Thought!

Suddenly, Bronk was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

Thought?

That's right, it's the mind!

The nobility and peculiarity of souls lies in their thoughts!

Emotions!

There is no insensitivity, it is the nobility of the soul!

Nature gives birth to everything, and accepts everything calmly, because everything will return to nature.

People enjoy joy and happiness, but at the same time, they also bear anger and sorrow.

Relative, contradictory.

It's like twins, inseparable.

And my natural rhythm ......

Bronk looked up suddenly, and a huge oak tree appeared in front of him-

This is his natural heart.

This oak tree started out as a seed, and then took root and sprouted. Now it's like a dome full of life.

It's the rhythm of nature!

Some dead branches appeared on the oak trees.

This is also the rhythm of nature!

Relative, contradictory!

Bronk muttered to himself.

And then. The oak tree in front of me changed rapidly.

From the very middle. The oak tree is split in two.

Half alive, half withered.

The aura on Bronke's body also changed again and again, and then, faintly, fell silent.

Call!

Bronk let out a long sigh.

The thoughts of struggle in his mind calmed down and existed together.

Because, they are supposed to exist together.

It doesn't change because of a person or something, it's just a change in a person or thing. And it fits it.

"Hatred brings destruction, and destruction is followed by rebirth!"

Bronk said this, and then, prostrate on the ground again.

"Thank you for your guidance!"

Bronk replied reverently.

Then, the kind, massive force quickly vanished.

Bronke, on the other hand, stood up with a smile on his face.

However, when Blanc saw Dean, he was slightly surprised.

The aura on Dean's body changed rapidly.

"What is this?"

Bronk was stunned.

Then, before Bronk could take a closer look, the sky in the distance was crossed by four meteors.

Bronk frowned and raised his palm, the natural shelter that would have taken three days to build. Instantly appeared around, hiding Dean inside.

And then. Bronk quickly walked in the direction in which the meteor had appeared.

……

Located in the 'tavern' on the ground floor.

Rumbling, who was flipping through the books of the Battle Qi Secret Technique, stopped abruptly, and he raised his head and looked at the sky as if the roof above him didn't exist.

"Heh, it's finally here!"

Long Lang chuckled and closed the book in his hand, and then handed it to Jasmine: "Help me keep it!" ”

"Why are you going?"

Jasmine took the book and asked subconsciously.

"Of course it's something that has to be done!"

Long Lang laughed and picked up the jasmine wine on the side.

"Hey, that's not for you!"

Jasmine emphasized.

"It's okay, I'll just treat it as if it was for me!"

Long Lang held the wine glass, and after a slightly rogue smile, the whole person disappeared in place.

……

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

In a series of four explosions, a huge sand dune was bulldozed, leaving a crater hundreds of feet deep.

Four figures appeared in the hole.

"Can't fly? Nasty rules! ”

In a low, manic voice, a tall humanoid creature walked briskly out of the pit.

The skin is blue, with a pointed beak and pointed ears, red hair, and a protruding mouth with four fangs that are interlaced up and down, thick hands and feet, and a black cloak, which is used as a cloak by the other party and hangs on his shoulders.

"Purr-sama, something with the aura of Lis-El's crown of power approaching!"

Behind the humanoid, a man reported.

"Hey, kill that Peyton guy and make them so arrogant? I'm not Peyton's weak guy! ”

As the humanoid finished speaking, a powerful aura emerged from its body.

The breath is like a lighthouse on the sea, telling those who seek it where it is.

"Tsk!"

Ryulang, who was walking side by side with Bronke, couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.

"It looks like our opponent wants to fight us head-to-head! Obviously, Peyton's death still hasn't made them look at us squarely! ”

Long Lang said this.

"We're already weaker than each other!"

Bronk replied honestly.

"How's Dean?"

Takashi asked.

"In a very special state - it has to do with the path he has chosen...... It's time for us to support it for a while longer! ”

Bronk replied.

"Is that so? Alas...... I hate playing more with less! ”

Takuro drank the wine from his glass as he spoke, and then sped up his pace.

Bronk quickly followed.

PS First Update~

When I was eating at noon, I met a 'real' foodie!

Around the corner of the decadent house, there is a small restaurant with a large bowl of noodles and cold dishes, and decadence is generally a big bowl of noodles and a plate of cold vegetables with a big balls or something, and then, that 'real' foodie, one person eats two large bowls of noodles, two plates of cold vegetables and six meatballs!

That's right, it's six balls!

I also came with a pot of noodle soup......

Decadence kneel directly!

I really don't want it! (To be continued......)