The Khan couldn't understand what the weird guy in front of him was laughing. He was just disturbed by the laughter, so he stretched out a column of mushrooms impatiently and hit Joshua hard at the position where he was.

It knew that this action was useless. No matter how weak Joshua's soul was, he had the power to move freely in the spiritual space, so he was too lazy to spend his energy to strangle the soul on the other side, but instead eroded the spiritual space wholeheartedly and cut off the origin of the warrior's soul from the root.

But soon, Da Khan discovered that something was wrong.

Joshua did not avoid the column of bacteria that was drained with all his strength, nor was he hit and crushed.

The warrior raised his hand and stretched out his index finger. With a soul that was not as powerful as an ordinary person, blocked this spiritual blow that was far beyond ordinary legend and could bombard his entire soul into powder.

"To be honest, your soul is indeed very powerful. I guess even the spiritual tutor William is not as strong as you in pure soul, and his skills should be similar. His battle with you must be a match for the opponent and a talented person. Maybe the bard will lose to you, and everything is possible."

Stop laughter, perhaps because in his spiritual space, his inner thoughts turned into words, Joshua shook his head: "It's a pity that William has never played such spiritual games with me since the last time he played, and I don't know his current strength."

As he spoke, the warrior picked a little bit at once. Suddenly, the Khan's bacteria column broke from the root, and was then shattered by an inexplicable force, turning into a milky white soul light all over the sky, dissipating into this dark and silent spiritual space.

"I actually don't have a soul to accurately say that my thinking organs are strong enough to engage in ultra-high-speed combat and thinking without requiring a soul. But for the convenience of incarnation, I have created a little soul for you to show you."

Looking at the Khan who seemed to notice something wrong in front of him and was shrinking his soul power with all his might to attack, Joshua smiled indifferently: "From the beginning, I was invincible without a soul, not to mention that you still have many things you don't know, for example, my spiritual space is called the 'soul abyss' by others."

Speaking of this, the spiritual space began to ripples around the warrior. The dark and silent spiritual sea suddenly began to stir up strong winds and waves. Everything began to twist and shake violently, accompanied by endless howling and screaming, roars and whine, accompanied by the desolate and heroic horn sounds that seemed to come from afar, the endless sea of ​​undead and the skeletons, and the skeletons of the soul, passed through the twisted space and appeared out of thin air in every place above the spiritual sea.

The boundless, endless, and the number cannot be counted, but even the smallest number estimates, it exceeds one million and ten million.

The deep and dark spiritual sea is no longer as calm as before. In the deep and vain bottom of the dark and nothingness, countless voices of existence can be heard praising and singing. They are old people, children, men, women, humans, and beasts. They praise, scream, scold, and sing. They sometimes moan, sometimes scold, sometimes whisper, and sometimes chuckle.

The wreckage of countless beasts, humans, aliens, and chaotic monsters are flying in the air, wandering, soaring, and cruising. They roll, jump, expand, and contract, just like nightmares in a nightmare. Countless noisy voices are circling and mixed in the originally quiet and empty spiritual sea. They gather together and eventually turn into the most hatred, the strongest murderous intent, and the most unfair concealed malice.

And Joshua stood in endless malice. He stretched out his hand and stroked the top of the wreckage of a monster, not caring about the smell of the stinky blood and its whine. All the undead were bowing down when they approached him, as if they were bowing to the human beings who killed them, the giant god who destroyed everything.

A huge eyeball composed of countless wreckage, broken weapons, blood, skulls, burning metal, cold wind and sand, damaged city walls and fortresses, magma and other things that are more full of destruction and breath of death appeared behind the warrior. In its pupils was a planet that had been swallowed most of the time and had lost its star core. The hollow planet was spinning, releasing the breath of dead silence.

Staring at the huge eye of the dead bone, the Khan felt a cold feeling spreading deep in its soul. Now, it must admit that it was really underestimating the ancestor Star-Swallower in front of him.

How many lives he killed and destroyed so many existences he could have such terrifying evil thoughts wandering deep in his soul?

This question is not answered.

Because of Joshua's last voice echoed in the air of the world.

"For example, I actually have a trick of 'Material Spirit Transformation'."

The lingering sound disappeared, and the human-shaped Joshua turned into pieces of silver mist and disappeared.

And the next moment, something seemed to be slowly rising in the depths of the spiritual sea that was imagined by Khan.

As the endless black sea water quickly descended, Joshua's spiritual space finally revealed its true form. It was a bottomless and endless dark abyss. At the bottom of the abyss, something red seemed to be rolling. A giant god's hand that could hold the entire world was extending from the depths of the abyss. It ignored all fragile and useless counterattacks and grabbed the fungus body transformed by the Khan.

Puff.

Accompanied by ridiculous sound, the giant beast held it in his palm and gently pinched it, just like a person carefully pinching the sparrow in his palm, be careful not to pinch it to death.

The Eye of Dead Skeleton stared at all this silently.

Now.
Chapter completed!