When the scarlet light completely illuminated the entire dark world of falling snow, Mr. Kazik, who had burned his soul, once again transformed into a scarlet meteor.

Anger makes it no longer retain any strength, hunger burns out its last sanity, and scruples, doubts, and fear of the unknown no longer remain in its heart. The blood in its body boils and cools down. It has only one person at the moment.

Thoughts, that is:

Eat, drop, it.

Kazik was flying at high speed in the raging wind. It felt that all the blood cells and muscles in its body were beating crazily. Almost at that moment, it felt that it had evolved at least three levels. It felt the surging power.

Circulating inch by inch inside its body, they roared out from their own sensitive nerves regardless of anything else. They roared angrily and pushed Kazik's entire body.

Kazik has never felt such a wonderful moment. Its wings will no longer feel any wind resistance. They cut through all the oncoming winds wantonly. It even feels that it has exceeded the speed of the wind. At this moment, it

It's the wind, it's everything.

It keeps passing through the howling wind, it melts into the wind, and surges with the wind, and it is even close to time.

At that moment, it could no longer hear the sound of wind, falling snow, breathing, or any sound. A piece of falling snow stopped in front of its eyes, slowly like an ant. Everything stopped in front of its eyes.

The whole world has been slowed down hundreds of times.

Its pair of eyes that have evolved to the extreme can even clearly see the dark hair on the hand that is slowly raised by the kobold who is only five yards away from it.

.

Now, with just one breath, no, half a breath, no, no, no, a quarter of the time, my sharp, perfect sickle claws full of all beauty can tear apart that damn face that is still pretending.

Calm dog face.

That damn guy didn't even have time to feel pain, or even have time to spurt out blood.

That way, you can drink the freshest blood, hahahahaha, thinking of this, the great Mr. Kazik couldn't help but swallowed hard.

The moment the spit reached his throat, Kazik's entire body came out ferociously.

The sharp sickle tore through the space at that moment, drawing an almost substantial white arc. The excessive speed pulled out a long string of sonic booms that pierced the depths of the soul, and the surrounding area was nearly five yards away.

The snow burst into the sky without warning.

A quarter of a breath.

The sickle, which was scarlet to the bone, was only 0.001 yards away from Nasus's dog face. The violent impact had already cut the thick fur on Nasus' fragile neck, and the broken dark hair was floating in the air, and the blood

Still gathering at the neck.

Nasus seemed to have no reaction at all. His eyes even retained the mockery and contempt from the previous moment. His arms were still raised in the air, and those dead gray lights were comparable to the emerald green scepter.

A little bit emerged.

As long as a little more time passes, as long as those dark hairs move even one inch further, Nasus will be dead and in a different place.

This person who is said to be closest to God will completely die here.

But just a little bit of time, just a little bit of dead gray light on the emerald green scepter, changed everything.

In an instant, that bit of deathly gray light surpassed the wind, transcended sound, transcended time, transcended everything, and suddenly filled every inch of the red mantis' skin.

At that moment, Kazik felt that every cell in his body was completely necrotic. Its sickle was no longer powerful, and its blood was no longer boiling. It looked helplessly at the prey that was about to be killed by it, but it hung down powerlessly.

The claws that tore everything apart.

What does it mean to be powerless? That's probably it.

Mr. Mantis, who was as fierce and swift as a shooting star a moment ago, fell heavily in front of Nasus like a fly knocking over a magic crystal.

The sound of the wind continued, and the snow that was splashed by the sonic boom fell, and everything returned to normal. If it weren't for Kazik's struggling body on the ground and the unwilling curses in his mouth, and Nasus

The blood on his neck that was half frozen and the dark broken hairs flying in the air were as if nothing had happened.

Nasus didn't pay any attention to the small injury on his neck. He held the emerald green scepter flatly with both hands at leisure, looking at the poor little insect on the ground that was still struggling for its life.

Just like he looked at the top summoners on the mainland who were knocked to the ground by him on a snowy night seventeen years ago, he sang loudly: "Life is a part of reincarnation. And this part of yours is over."

His singing was solemn and sacred, as if he were performing some great sacrifice. His voice was grand and mysterious, and it remained loud and majestic even in the raging cold wind.

He chanted three times in a row before putting down the scepter in his hand. Holding it with one hand in his left hand, he stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers over Kazik. He closed his eyes and started again.

A chant: "Your remains will slowly dissipate into eternity, just like the sand in the desert."

As he chanted again, a dark red light emitted from the palm of his right hand and began to flow toward the poor Mr. Mantis lying on the ground along his five open fingers.

When that dark red light appeared, there was a faint roar throughout the world, and the majesty was as if gods from all over the sky were descending at the same time.

Khazik, who was still cursing and struggling wildly, closed his mouth. It instinctively sensed the danger, and its whole body desperately wanted to crawl out, but the dead gray energy was too powerful, and it kept getting stuck.

Wandering around in Zik's body, it corroded the power Kazik had just generated, making it almost impossible to move a single joint.

When the dark red energy rushed into Kazik's body, the roaring sound in the sky instantly intensified ten thousand times in its mind, as if the gods in the sky were angrily scolding it for killing all the people in the past years.

The sin of a living being, the resonance of heaven and earth shook its entire soul to pieces.

Kazik twitched unconsciously, and his last thought was - his judgment day has arrived.

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And just when the judgment of the gods began on the snowy night, three thousand yards away, there was a vast mountain flat.

Among the thousands of tents, under the dim magic lamp, no one noticed that the snow beneath their feet loosened slightly.

It was as if a piece of tonight's snow had been slightly blown by the wind.

The night is not over yet.

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Second update.
Chapter completed!