A clicking sound rang out.

A gaunt figure crawled out of the dark soil, and this was just the beginning.

Countless figures crawled out of the black soil. Some were humanoid, and some were strange beasts, but without exception, they were all creatures that had died at the hands of Nico!

At this moment, the surging vines converged, like giant waves crushing the sky, threatening to engulf these ghosts.

One of the ghosts, which resembled a large tree, began to sway.

The Ghost Realm is a realm that Nico has extended from his own talent and successfully comprehended.

The summoned creatures, while not possessing the exact same strength as they did in life, still retain about 80% of that strength.

This strength is complete; it's not just about mechanical combat.

In other words, whether it's the combat experience of humans in their previous lives or the characteristics mastered by the beasts, they can still exert 80% of their strength!

As the ghostly presence of the great tree swayed, the surging roots were also affected, and their speed gradually slowed down.

At this moment, a creature covered in black mist, seemingly burning, emerged, and the flames around it suddenly surged.

At the same time, gusts of wind swept through the area, fueling the fire and creating a scorching sea of ​​flames that met the weakened tsunami of tree roots!

Rumble!

Amidst the splashing flames, golden light condensed on his body. Cather, clad in golden armor, showed no fear of the impact and charged headlong into the sea of ​​fire against the wind.

Beneath countless burning vines, he locked onto the figure forced out by the sea of ​​fire, crawling out from among the vines.

Although they hadn't fought yet, the two of them had already figured out what made this Extremist cultist so troublesome: his ability to hide among the vines and remain undetected.

The various spirits summoned by Nico effectively limited this, forcing the cultist to confront Caesar head-on.

Nico had absolute confidence in Caesar's fighting prowess!

Boom boom boom…

Walls of fire rose into the sky, transforming the area into a colossal furnace, as if to refine this world.

The clone Beck, now a fire-man, calmly pronounced his verdict amidst the blazing furnace: "Both of you are guilty."

The red flames, like starlight, adorned this space.

As he pronounced his sentence, Hugh and Jasmine simultaneously felt a burning heat within their bodies, as if their past mistakes were fueling their assailants.

“It’s nothing but a mirage.” Hugh snapped his fingers, trying to extinguish the flames.

However, his usually successful methods of distorting the truth met with resistance. Instead of extinguishing the flames, a red light appeared on his chest.

"Be careful."

Jasmine's black hair wrapped around him, suppressing the rising flames.

Hugh's expression turned somewhat serious, and the clone Beck had already appeared in front of them.

The accompanying heatwave made them feel as if they were facing the sun, and the attacking fist seemed to melt them.

Bang!

A hint of surprise flashed in the clone Beck's eyes. Jasmine's black hair blocked his fist and began to spread along his hand.

The crucial point is that wherever that black hair touched, his own flames were gradually extinguished.

That won't do.

The clone Beck locked onto the sparks scattered throughout the surrounding space and teleported directly to them, but not forgetting to leave them a gift.

As the fire-man in front of them began to expand rapidly like a balloon, his black hair, like a swarm of snakes, quickly enveloped him.

As wisps of white smoke seeped from his black hair, the bomb Hugh had left behind became a dud.

"Looks like this guy's Extreme form is a bit of a counter to me." Hugh took a step back helplessly: "I'll play support for you."

Jasmine nodded. Although she seemed to have little presence in the sequence team, being able to join the team meant that she had also comprehended the Extreme Realm!

Instead of growing longer, her black hair began to slowly shrink, from being able to drag on the ground to now just reaching her waist, revealing Jasmine's slightly chubby face.

She patted her cheeks, as if to encourage herself, then tied her hair up, her gaze gradually hardening.

The clone Beck simply watched, sensing a faint unease in the surrounding space.

Has the temperature dropped?

The sky, which had been like a furnace, suddenly began to cool noticeably.

The source of this is self-evident, and the flames around Jasmine have transformed into countless falling ice crystal flowers.

"Strange, isn't it?" Xiu said playfully. "Jasmine's domain has absolutely nothing to do with her hair. Guess if I'll tell you?"

The clone Beck remained silent in the face of his teasing, feeling unprecedented pressure.

Jasmine's field of expertise doesn't really have much to do with her hair; her long hair covers her face simply because she's a bit socially awkward.

However, the fact that the black hair can continue to grow like this is clearly not normal.

This is because she had seen this ability before and found it very useful, so she copied it and used it herself.

The current display of ice attributes is also a characteristic of a strange beast she once saw.

Both of them reached their extreme levels at this moment!

Disguise, shaping, defense, isolation—the abilities the black-haired girl displayed were all things she had seen before; she could replicate them with just a glance.

It could be said that she was somewhat omnipotent.

But this is only an extreme realm, not the rule.

After copying, if you want to maintain multiple abilities, the effect will inevitably decrease. If you want to push a certain ability to its limit, it means that you have to temporarily give up other abilities.

This is why her hair returned to normal, and her ice-attribute ability has now become her Extreme Domain!

At this moment, she was like a block of ice that had stood for millennia, and no amount of heat could penetrate her.

"dragon."

Jasmine raised her hand, and in an instant, a flying dragon carved from ice crystals suddenly formed, opening its blood-red maw toward the clone Beck.

Boom!

The intense flames exploded, turning the illusory figure in place into a bomb, while he himself was transferred into another spark.

He had barely emerged when he found himself in a shadow. Looking up, he saw a gigantic ice ball, some meters high, blocking out the sun!

And at that moment, it was slowly falling headfirst!

"bundle…"

Just as they were about to move, the clone Beck felt his body stiffen; even though he was engulfed in flames, he could still feel the chill.

Boom boom boom!

The ice puck fell, but Jasmine didn't give any notice. As she uttered each word, huge ice spikes, flying ice dragons, and hanging ice swords bombarded the area in a saturation attack.

"It's a pity he wasn't a stutterer; he would have been even more handsome," Hugh commented helplessly.