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The spilled black sun explodes simultaneously and wipes out the space. Bell Laya's body, placed at the center of the attack to process, is transformed into a full-blown spear.

However, even with such injuries that it is impossible for a normal creature to survive, Bell Laya's body growls and begins to regenerate, as if someone had left her corner with a spoon of ice cream.

Everything above the shoulders disappeared, and the snake-shaped fuselage disappeared by more than half, so that even a tough lump of meat could no longer be called a creature, as if someone were carving its shape into the mud.

Haraba Ncheu, king of iron, who appeared on the wall of the ceiling like an embossed relief, vomited blood again.

He was desperate that he could not kill him with a repentant strike, as he had all the life he could spare.

Just a little more.

If I could use the technology I just did once more, I could end that nasty snake-tailed son of a bitch.

“Dammit...”

If he didn't even have the strength to buzz anymore, Haraba spits out a word of it and slowly falls down from the wall.

However, in Bell Laya's fuselage, which was being regenerated at a tremendous rate before he even fell to the ground, something worthy of being called a head was finally made, and he began to howl like a demon crawling up from the abyss of hell.

“Turn it off!”

Because the injury was so severe that it was still a language, Bell Laya screamed in agony and found Haraba's body falling off the ceiling only later.

Bell Laya, who had not yet regenerated completely and had twitched her two eyeballs with a tuck of blood strings, swung her arms, which had not yet regained their full shape, and thrust Haraba into the fall.

Half unconscious and falling vertically, Haraba's body was exposed to a close attack in defenseless condition.

Haraba is thrown back into the wall, beaten by Bell Laya's swinging fist, just as he was beaten by a pesticide and beaten by a parrot.

“Kuuuuuuuuuu!”

Despite the devastating strikes, Haraba held a tough life, as he proved that it was not a lie to be the King of Iron Ore.

Of course, once again, I threw up a mass of dark red blood and lost my mind.

“Kuer!”

Bell Laya howls loudly as she confirms the definitive blow that comes through her fist.

It was a monster to express his conviction of victory, but even before the end of his cry he had to allow an unexpected blow.

He was completely unable to regenerate, and a huge wave of white flames overwhelmed his body with blood vessels and flesh spots.

It wasn't just me.

When one side is burning with jitters, the extreme cold is freezing the dreamy butchers for regeneration, and something fatal is dug into Bell Laya's back plate, which has been paralyzed by the terrible pain that has ensued.

It could not have been the first horrible experience I've had since the existence of Bell Laya began to exist in the world.

“Turn it off!”

Bell Laya screams with the biggest voice she can bear, and starts rolling over the floor with her body as crazy as a Dane worm in the fire.

Something, something unidentified, was digging behind his back and ripping off the flesh.

If his body had been normal, this could never have happened.

The deformed Bell Laya's body is the same scale as the armor that surrounds its exterior, but even the flesh that fills it has tremendous defensive power, making it impossible to scratch it with a weapon that has gone dark.

However, the devastating black sun that was pouring down like a heavy rain drove Bell Laya's body to a point where it couldn't care less than regeneration, and as a result, it faced this absurd situation.

It can't be just creepy and horrible, but the moment he realized that something like that was digging into him was immediately moving toward the source of life or a dark seed, Bell Laya was immersed in a feeling of fear that he had never even felt when faced with the heavy rain of the black sun.

Bell Laya struggled with the most fundamental horror of her life and began to shake her body like crazy.

Blood splatters and flesh tears.

However, it was impossible to pull something out of his body, even if it was close to such a gesture.

And finally, at some point, Bell Laya stiffens her body as if it were a statue.

It's because I feel the dark seed hidden in my body being held in someone's hand.

“Oh, no. ”

Bell Laya finally mutters with a shaped mouth, almost at the end of her regeneration, but at the next moment she starts to tremble with her eyes wide open.

Bell Laya, the lord of the throne, only realized for the first time today, despite her long life, that it was impossible to even make a sound with her mouth when pain and fear reached their limit.

And that was his last enlightenment.

His body trembled like an electric shock, and at some point everything that was keeping him alive began to collapse and collapse at once.

The moment the Dark Seed, which was in his body, fell away, Bell Laya, the lord of the throne, was so vain that his life was cut off.

Haraba, who had been hit by a stroke like a seizure and thrown into the wall, lost consciousness, and immediately came to his senses as Bell Laya's body collapsed and turned into the shape of a lump of rotten meat, while being consumed by a white flame.

“This is...”

Haraba could not understand what had happened while his consciousness was shortened, but it was not as difficult to notice that the huge mass of burnt meat that came into his sight was making up Bell Laya's body.

What the hell happened while he was losing his mind?

“Argh...”

Haraba turns his head to look around more closely and bites his lips, feeling the pain that the bones in his body seem to be shattered.

But he could find the figure of a man in the same pain as hell.

“Krrrr...”

He looks naked and growls with a red eye.

However, Haraba was able to recognize that he was the one who defeated Bell Laya.

A gigantic dark seed that emits a spectacular turquoise in the hands of that puny man.

Haraba could immediately notice that it was a dark seed that was hidden inside Bell Laya's body as soon as a black crystal with a fist that was a few times larger than a normal seed with the word seed.

“Khhhhhhhh... Hahaha! ”

Fucking snake-tailed bastard.

When Haraba realized the end of Bell Laya, he couldn't help but see a painful laugh burst out.

But even though he was barely there, he was also seriously injured.

The moment I burst into laughter, I lost my mind again with the tearing of my gut.

It was at that time that the quadrant who was looking at the giant dark seeds in his hands with a machete awakened.

“Well...”

I succeeded in digging into Bell Laya's body and pulling out the Dark Seed, but the moment it came into my hands, I was deluded by the magical power of this enormous seed of darkness.

This one in his hand had a devastating power that was hard to compare with any power he had ever encountered.

Dark Seed shook in his hand and whispered in his inner ear as if he were breathing on his own.

Accept me.

and you will be the Lord of the Holy Place, and you will inherit his power completely.

I have awakened the power of chaos that fell asleep in you and become the new lord of the Holy Place.

Dark Sid whispered so constantly and seduced him.

It was so deadly that it was difficult to handle in any consciousness of life, but there was another powerful presence in the quasi-conscious consciousness called the Spirit of Madness.

The spirit of madness penetrates into the quadrilateral interior without his permission, tearing apart the energy of this temptation and swallowing it.

Originally, the Mad Spirit would have attempted to usurp a quasi-consciousness and fulfill the instinct of destruction from him, but after swallowing the power of the powerful temptation possessed by the Dark Seed, he retreated and returned to the spiritual system with satisfaction.

Junsang did not realize that the process was hidden in his recollection of consciousness from the Mad Spirit, but he instinctively understood how dangerous this dark seed was in his hands.

Joon Sang opened the inventory.

I wanted to know if the power of seed invalidation was exercised just because the owner of the castle was a Dark Seed, but fortunately the inventory was open normally.

Joon Sang quickly put the Dark Seed in his inventory, sighing with relief, and then put back on the items that Bell Laya had left just before she struck the final blow.

Then, after wearing all the items, I found Haraba in the corner of the fortress, where the collapse began to accelerate.

“... ”

When I approached him and looked at him, Haraba Ncheu, king of Iron Ore, had a trustworthy appearance, even though he was a local rice shop uncle who was only about his shoulders.

But what was important was not such a crude appearance.

His level in the goggles is, like, 85.

This is a higher level than Leeches used Nymph Shield.

Level does not necessarily mean a measure of strength.

However, it is clear that if he had not driven Bell Laya to the palace, even if he had borrowed power from the Mad Spirit, he would not have driven the lord of the throne to death.

Leaving him to die like this is not going to benefit Jun-san.

I don't know if I can get a seed in his head, but it's impossible.

Although the level was too high to be burdensome, he also needed to obtain information about the Black Sun, which had driven Bell Laya into crisis earlier with information about other worlds, and Bell Peor, which was mentioned the moment he saw it.

Junsang looked at the unconscious Haraba quietly, lifting up his body with impulse, and opened the door to the mystical flower.

And after a while, Bell Laya's dimensional fortress, whose appearance disappeared through the Stone Gate, endured hard until it finally collapsed with great noise and disappeared forever in the gap of the dimension.