Widison's screams were particularly piercing. Seeing his son's death, Widison aged even more in an instant.
But the enemy showed no mercy. Rethos, now a mammoth-like behemoth the size of a small mountain, landed on its hind legs, its weight crushing everything in its path. Gu Lianghan acted simultaneously, his ink-like movements annihilating the magic circle blocking Widison's path.
Widison's body was crushed and shattered by the immense force, crashing down in a mangled state.
His ally, Johnson Bedford, retreated after the magic circle seemed to have been annihilated, offering no further assistance.
Both the Gallia and Vera families have lost two experts at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm in Mosander.
The situation has completely reversed.
Chang Le should have been happy, but looking at the chaos, she felt increasingly uneasy.
No, this is really wrong!
They trapped these people on Mosandra by simply sending two elders.
Hades wants the world to descend into chaos, so he must kill them, but what he has now is far from enough.
Clang!
It was the dragon horn that pierced through the chaotic abdomen, and some parts were torn off, making a sound as they collided with the body.
The veil of chaos has also been torn away.
Chang Le was adjusting her breathing when she looked up and saw the veil falling, and her gaze suddenly froze.
That face!
A messy face!
It turned out to be...
Aunt Wei?!
"How is this possible?!" Chang Le almost cried out her name.
Beneath that veil was a gentle and familiar face.
Aunt Wei, Wei Linshu, researcher at the No. 001 God-Making Laboratory.
More than 300 years ago, when Chang Le was in school, it was Wei Linshu who took care of him.
She was actually killed by someone who broke into the laboratory more than 300 years ago!
But now, he has reappeared before her in this modified body, as the elder of the God-Making Faction, [Chaos]!
The turmoil in his mind made it impossible for Chang Le to calm down and regulate his breathing.
Wei Linshu had no expression, like a puppet. After waving her hand to force Shen Xiu back, she stood there with her bleeding abdomen and broken right arm, preparing for her next attack.
Upon hearing Chang Le's voice, Shen Xiu turned back and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chang Le's face was pale, his gaze was fixed, and although he remained calm, his mind was racing.
The controlled Wei Linshu is [chaos]!
So,
Who is Hades?
Hades, who founded the God-making faction three hundred years ago.
The King of the Underworld who took Wei Linshu's body three hundred years ago
Knowing that Fu Guang's identity was that of Hades, who was targeting him,
Hades, who possesses the [Emperor-Black Bird],
besides……
"Hehe...you're still so cute."
The conversation revealed that they knew each other, like Hades!
A flash of inspiration struck his mind, and a person who shouldn't exist appeared in his mind.
Chang Le couldn't help but gasp softly: "The King of the Underworld could be...?"
"Boom—"
The earth suddenly trembled.
"An earthquake?" Iris asked, puzzled.
"No, it's not an earthquake, wait!" Tao Zi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she pointed into the distance with her mouth wide open.
"Fire...the volcano...collapsed!"
The ground suddenly undulated like the waves of the sea, with the strata cracking or collapsing, as if monsters were emerging from beneath the island.
The distant volcano resembles a tilted vat, its fragmented body spewing forth molten lava and billowing black smoke that obscures the sky.
Countless chilling growls echoed from all directions, and countless alien species that had been waiting for a long time swarmed ashore from the surrounding seas, the perimeter of which had long since disappeared.
From a high altitude, in the center of the deep blue ocean, Mosandra has turned into a crimson expanse. Surrounding this crumbling island, a dark, menacing horde of monsters relentlessly tightens its encirclement, ignoring the danger.
Countless people on the island were buried in the ruins, devoured by the intense heat, and torn apart by the alien species in a very short time.
This day marked the end of Mossandra's life.
All those at the eighth rank and above have ascended into the sky, and the ground has become a hell, where many with insufficient cultivation have perished.
Shen Xiu frowned deeply.
A god-making Hades! Absolutely insane!
"What's that?" someone exclaimed, pointing to the ground.
The churning ground cracked open, and from within the cracks, wisps of black light seeped out, rapidly converging around Hunlun.
It's as if the lives of all the dead on the entire island have been drawn and concentrated into one person.
The streams of light converged and coalesced into a human form beside the chaos.
The chaotic, respectful bow and the words revealed the identity of this suddenly appearing, mysterious person:
"Greetings, Lord Hades."
Everyone stared.
The black mist slowly dissipated, gradually revealing the person's face.
Chang Le's expression gradually turned cold.
A low, husky voice sounded, tinged with laughter:
"Lele, it's been a long time."
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