Ning Lang roared freely there, but no one dared to say a word, because the energy fluctuations surrounding Ning Lang's body at this moment were almost as powerful as a third-level awakened person.

Moreover, this is just the power emitted by the unconscious. If the battle is really carried out, it will probably be even more terrifying.

"How is it possible? Why has it suddenly become so powerful!"

Sima resolutely looked at Ning Lang with horror, and cursed: "You have come here even after this strength. Don't you want to get a reward at all!"

"Of course not."

Ning Lang was so excited that he couldn't help himself. The ** who was about to take revenge made his whole nerves extremely sharp. He roared and shouted: "Of course there is no such powerful force. This is the power I got after giving up all of it, just for this moment, for the revenge of the [Guiyue] team!"

"Squad Guiyue?"

Sima resolutely shouted with disbelief: "Impossible, the Guiyue team of [Secret Service] has been killed by all of me, and there is only one idiot who wants to reorganize the Revenge Squad...Impossible, you can't be that person!"

After saying that, Sima resolutely looked desperate: "Are you really that Ning Lang?"

Sima Yiran's last words were obviously extremely regretful. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "If I had known it, I would rather expose more than kill you in the local area!"

Ning Lang snorted disdainfully, too lazy to talk to the other party anymore. The villain died because he talked too much. Although he was not a villain, the effect of defeating the sky did not last long. There was an accident and I could kill everyone directly.

Ning Lang did not do any other moves. For him, although he might have killed them all with his strength, it might be possible that they would be spared from death for some reason.

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After all, the power of the soul is strange, and no one knows what power it has. Ning Lang knows nothing about them after all, and the only information is that they are all from the Mechanical God Cult.

So Ning Lang directly used [Wishing Technique] as a combat method - this was also the first time he used Wishing Technique to fight, and this kind of fighting method was very simple.

He shouted: "Go to die!" Then he used all his magic power as a price to release the wishing technique. Then everyone in front of him collapsed completely in front of Ning Lang, and his whole body turned into fine sand and drifted in the wind.

If we follow the data, the black angel that Ning Lang once summoned could kill the second-level awakened person, the material plus the mana used to summon is about 500, but this time, Ning Lang used more than 10,000 mana to sacrifice.

Not to mention the dozen or so second-level awakened people in front of them, even two or three third-level awakened people can seriously injure and death.

"This force gives me a very familiar feeling."

After Ning Lang consumed all his magic power, the snow-capped dragon Ophelia stepped out behind him. At this moment, she had turned into a human form and was a very dignified and beautiful woman.

"Hello, beautiful Ophelia."

After releasing the wishing technique, Ning Lang was already collapsed and collapsed on the ground. The cold wind around him brought him an extremely cold feeling at this moment. The front was because of his high attributes and could effectively resist the invasion of the cold wind, but at this moment, his body was not even comparable to that of ordinary people, so he naturally shivered in the cold wind.

"This is [Wishing Technique]."

Ning Lang said directly that after the collapse of this world, the Ice and Snow Holy Dragon Ophelia will naturally disappear with this world, and it doesn’t matter whether the other party knows it or not.

"Ha, I seem to remember that I have seen a god die under such a power, but it does not seem to be called [Wishing Technique] but is called..."

Ophelia frowned and thought for a while and said, "It seems to be called - the Great Prophecy!"

"Using the power of language, controlling the order of rules and ultimately achieving one's own goals."

Ophelia shook her head and sighed, "It's a pity that this power is not suitable for my partner, otherwise she wouldn't have encountered that nightmare at that time."

After eclipsing her memories, Ophelia had no idea about the power that Ning Lang had mastered. She just looked around silently. Ning Lang felt a little cold all over, so she found some magic crystals and used the wishing technique at the cost, blessing herself with a special spell [Warm Halo], which was just a little more comfortable in cold areas and was not of much use.

"Okay, the last person in this world is dead too - except for you."

When Ophelia said this, Ning Lang was still shocked. He saw only himself in the Book of All Things. Why is there still another person alive?

But obviously, Ophelia did not say much about this person, but continued to Ning Lang: "You brought me a beautiful battle. Although it was not exciting, this is the essence of the battle."

A wonderful battle requires a close match to achieve, but sweeping everything over and overwhelming everything is also a beautiful way of fighting.

"Now, you will receive gifts from this world, hope... forget it, there is no future anyway."

Ophelia said in a low tone: "We are supposed to perish. No matter how we escape, we will eventually usher in death. Who in the world can live forever? I hope you are inheriting the power and wisdom of this world and getting your answer."

“This is the hope of our pioneers.”

As he spoke insane words, Ophelia let out a long roar and turned into a huge white dragon. The snowflakes bloomed around at that moment. The howling cold wind made Ning Lang feel frozen all over his body.

Then in the next moment, the whole world made a deafening roar, everything seemed to melt, the cold and light faded from Ning Lang's eyes, and gradually there was only endless darkness left!

This is the true face of this world. In the divine world where the original gods have lost their original gods, only darkness is eternal here!

The dark world lasted for less than a short while. The white dragon turned into by Ophelia appeared in front of Ning Lang. Then she was like a torch, attracting everything hidden in the darkness.

Glory was born at that moment!

The darkness passed away at that moment!

Countless lights swept across from all directions, forming a wave of waves slapped on Ning Lang's body, and a surge of force stimulated his body.

Ning Lang felt severe pain everywhere, but he couldn't shout it out, and even if he opened his mouth, there was no sound.

His vocal cords could not vibrate, as if it was because there was no gas here, and it seemed like it was in a vacuum, but he could still exist here.

Ning Lang didn't know if there was any problem with his body, because he only felt that his consciousness could still have his own thoughts, and everything else seemed to have no reflection.

His hands and feet could not control his hands and feet, and could only bear a constant stream of pain. However, when the pain continued, Ning Lang could feel a new force being born in his body.

"Is this the tempering of the divine realm?"

Ning Lang's consciousness became clearer and his body began to gradually feel it. The tempering time was a long time. After Ning Lang got used to this pain, he began to become numb.

When the pain disappeared, Ning Lang was even reluctant to leave, because every time the pain lasted for a period of time could make him gain more benefits.

But this good thing was finally over, and Ning Lang could not ask about the Book of All Things. Since he completely cured the divine realm, he would never get its response. Naturally, he would not know what level his attributes had reached.

The figure of the Ice and Snow Holy Dragon Ophelia began to gradually blur. This is a reflection of her existence in this world about to disappear, which means that the whole world will collapse at any time.

"I'm sorry, except for the physical strengthening I just gave you, I have nothing to reward you."

Ophelia's words were intermittent, as if they were about to disappear in the next moment: "But there is another thing, which is the item that countless people dream of, but any person who gets this thing will bring pain."

"This is the divine nature of my lover."

Ophelia's tone seemed increasingly strange: "Actually, I originally wanted to use this thing as a prop for his resurrection, but now it has no meaning - everything about him has been broken, and the revived God of War will no longer be him, so I'll give it to you. Use it carefully and don't let it occupy your body."

Ning Lang felt aroused, and he saw a yellow light flashing on Ophelia's forehead and directly penetrated into his body. It was a yellow dazzling object like a stone, but it gave Ning Lang a familiar feeling.

It seems to have seen it somewhere.

But now there is no time to think about it. The space around him seemed to be stirred up by something. Ophelia's body in front of him finally broke open and her body quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Ning Lang suddenly felt as if he was thrown up by something, his body was completely out of control, and he floated towards an inexplicable place.

It seemed that in a moment, Ning Lang seemed to have penetrated something, and a burst of light suddenly emerged in front of his eyes, and all the darkness faded away.

Ning Lang opened his eyes and saw hundreds of people looking at him with their eyes wide open. He had actually returned to the real society.
Chapter completed!