Nightmare’s Call

Dora knows that the only way to excite that void is to gather the most powerful spell energy on her own, and then explode at the cost of the soul.

The strength produced in this way is likely to impact the ocean cavity.

"If you die." Dora turned into the ship ready to leave the port. "I will let everyone bury you!"

She has only one person and only this method, and if she can, she doesn't want to go to the present step.

The morning sun spread down, and the sea surface had countless fine golden spots.

Dora, holding a staff disguised as a cane, walked lightly onto the Bibo merchant ship ready to leave Hong Kong.

The ship will carry her to a sea to the north, where she will disembark. Dive by yourself.

Life is like this. Before coming here, she never imagined that she would be impulsive and give up everything for this matter.

"Forget it, don't want so much."

Dora stood on the side of the ship, looking silently at the final Bolton harbor.

If Kenhart dies, she will use her own way to have the entire Lanying Tower organize the funeral.

Whoo ...

The whistling sound of the chimney of the merchant ship, and then slowly retracted the anchor, the propeller slowly began to rotate, and began to accelerate towards the distant sea.

The ship slowly left the edge of the white pier, mixed in a group of departing ships, and slowly departed against the sun.

Dora stared at the dock for a long moment.

After a while, she slowly turned around and walked towards the cabin entrance.

Next, she will fully adjust her state, cut off all external connections, and adjust her body, soul, and soul to the highest level so that she can use her most powerful fusion-created spell.

Otherwise, the intensity will be lower, and there is no way to cause the ocean cavity to oscillate.

"Goodbye, everything I know."

Without looking back, she slowly walked into the cabin.

The ship carried a large number of passengers, speeding faster and faster, and slowly sailing into the distance.

Hum ...

Suddenly, a strange, like the sound of countless bee colony, gathered, drifting from the depths of Bolton Harbor.

At the hatch of the ship, Dora's footsteps paused, and she seemed to notice something abnormal.

Slowly turned around.

Her eyes widened, staring at the direction where Lan Yinggao was, with doubt and ignorance.

There was a huge breath that made her feel terrified and depressed, and it was breeding cohesion.

"That was ... there was an enemy attack !?" Dora had never seen such a breath, strange, sacred, yet with some kind of depression and madness.

"Kenhart !!!" She suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

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Hundreds of planktons flickered with dense magic light.

They circled in the air beside Lin Sheng's body, spinning and dancing quickly, continuously stacking stored spells with magic on the cross sword.

Each floating gun can enchant dozens of spells, and hundreds of floating guns are all prepared for Lin Sheng's enchanting.

At this point the sword in his hand had almost turned into a pure light.

Pure white light.

It's not white, but countless lights converging together to the extreme brightness, giving a pure whiteness.

But in essence this light is gradually changing towards golden color.

At this point, no matter how slow Woodie was, the warning given by the mage tower still made him arrive quickly.

Huh!

He was dressed in a white robe, with a pestle in his hand, and behind him were sun crystals, appearing in front of the gate of the mage tower, staring at Lin Sheng face to face.

"Guangming Society .....!?" Wu Diye looked solemnly, recognizing the opponent's signature floating gun.

At the top of the mage tower behind him, huge solar crystals began to explode and accumulated huge amounts of solar energy for hundreds of years.

Unparalleled horror energy formed the thick tentacles of buckets, which rushed straight down and turned into a colorless liquid around Woodier.

Under his control, these liquid energies quickly condensed and formed into a complex and intricate legendary magic model.

That model is more like a giant python.

The colorless python and the pure white sword, two huge energy condensates, are only less than twenty meters apart.

Both Lin Sheng and Woodier can clearly see each other.

"Unfamiliar strongman, I and your Guangshe always do not interfere with each other, why on earth are you !!!?"

Woodie couldn't understand why a strong man of this level, a legend of such strength, came to him so unexpectedly.

He simply couldn't understand why it happened.

Click.

Too huge energy fluctuations between the two, at this time slowly shattered Lin Sheng's mask.

The fragments scattered, revealing Lin Sheng's young and indifferent strange face.

Woodie stared at each other, that face .....

Ken Hart's ...! !! ? ?

He suddenly remembered the information of Kenhart's nephew who had been investigated.

"You're Kenhart ... !!!?" He yelled incredulously. "No! How is it possible !!!?"

Huh! !! !!

Suddenly, his voice was chopped down by the pure sword of light, covering it directly.

The colorless python headed forward, facing the lightsaber.

The two were deadlocked for a moment. Then burst at the same time. The dazzling light drowned everything, making people see nothing.

A huge circle of white ripples spreads like water waves, and across the whole port in an instant.

Where the ripples pass, all the building structures seem to have been cut by the blade, slowly falling in two and falling.

The entire port city, all buildings taller than ten meters, were cut neatly at this time.

The large Bolton harbor at this moment was like a pared-down building, everything above ten meters was completely destroyed and torn.

Pieces of building debris crashed to the ground.

The moment before was still in daily life. People who were unaware were facing a sudden catastrophe, and after stunned, they screamed and fled to other places.

Countless buildings were divided into two, and they fell to the ground fiercely, the streets of the city were a mess, and the formerly bustling and exquisite square also turned into a ruin.

Many professionals roared to exert their strength and quickly rescued people and moved away.

There are also idle personnel who take advantage of the chaos and fish in the muddy water to take advantage of opportunities to do things that they would not dare to do on weekdays.

The city's guards lost their ability to maintain order, and the daily basic order was completely destroyed.

The entire Bolton port was in complete chaos.

In the whole city, there are only a few temples, and they remain basically intact.

However, the emergence of the theatrical barriers that appeared on the periphery of the temple also overshadowed the defense.

A strong breath flew out of the temple, rushing towards the core where Lin Sheng and Woodier met.

At the same time, every breath that belongs to the gods has been projected from other planes or the kingdom of God and fell to this port.

There seems to be a wonderful breath of interest here.