More than two hundred and sixty years have passed since the last time the demons arrived in the continent. The atmosphere on the Galgalon continent has become a little nervous, and people rarely enjoy the peace of the last forty years.

The westernmost land of Galgalon Continent. The sky is gray and the heat is overflowing. The earth is covered with natural chasms. It is unknown how many miles deep. Abysses are connected, ranging from several meters to thousands of meters apart, showing a terrifying dark red.

Looking down at this land, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of indifference and a sense of regret.

Such a world is called the land of God's abandonment, and no race is willing to live here; in such an environment, even the red ants with the strongest vitality and the lowest demands are difficult to survive.

Unlike the slightly calming hot air in the past, when it rose from the ground, countless tiny dark red particles were mixed in. At first, they were only the size of sesame seeds. By noon, the particles were as big as soybeans.

...

On the top of the tower in the center of Good Academy, an old man who was frizzy with skin as wrinkled as orange peel was reading a parchment book...

Suddenly, his mind tightened, stood up suddenly, and looked into the west from afar through the window.

At the same time, subtle chants came out of his mouth, and the air a few feet away from him quickly gathered into a transparent ball. In the blink of an eye, the ball formed, and the surface was so bright that it could reflect his own body, and some scenes quickly passed through the sphere.

If someone sees it, he will definitely exclaim. This is not the kind of level 4 magic weapon made by the alchemist, which can be opened by singing a spell or two spells. It is an obscure spell that even ordinary magicians cannot understand. It is constructed with powerful magic energy. Its imaging and movement speed are far superior to the movie crystal ball, reaching the highest level of the magic weapon - level six, and level six magic can at least be issued by the title magician.

Such powerful and powerful auxiliary magic is the least willing to cast spells by magicians, because magic is the second life of all mages, but the old man doesn't care about so much at this moment.

As the scene moved, the old man's originally kind expression gradually became solemn and serious.

Suddenly, the scene on the sphere stopped, which was the abyss of nothingness in the extreme west.

Between the heaven and earth, it is like a painter who uses his brush and ink to outline countless dark red barriers, and below the barrier is an abyss that cannot be seen at the end.

As the image gradually magnified, the old man's face was filled with horror, "This..., this..., it's only two hundred and sixty-three years, how could it be..., how could it be..., this..."

At the same time, some hidden extraordinary powerhouses on the continent were moved and looked to the west together...

...

"Bang!" "Boom!"

The one with the largest crack in the center of the Abyss of Void suddenly banged, and a dark red pillar of fire gushed out from the ground without any warning. The pillar of fire soared into the sky, instantly penetrated the gray clouds and rushed to a higher place. When the clouds and the pillar of fire came into contact with each other, they were instantly burned by the terrifying high temperature and disappeared. Then a hollow circle expanded rapidly. Under the ground, the cracks around the pillar of fire rushed out the same pillar of fire, and the pillars of fire were getting bigger and bigger and denser. Some isolated reef soil was rushing to collapse and disintegrated by such a terrifying and hot and powerful fire pillar, and their bodies were split into pieces, and finally turned into part of the pillar of fire, rushing toward the sky.

The angry dark red fire pillar and the rolling smoke it produced soaked the sky and the earth into a dark sky. The thick black smoke quickly replaced the originally gray clouds, and collided in the air in a bunch of entanglements and collisions. Soon, purple and hideous thunder and lightning clamored in the air, and deafening roars echoed from far to near.

The vision begins to appear, and the end of the world is coming!

Such destructive movements and destruction made all races on the continent feel palpitations and fearful at the moment of thunder and roar.

...

Next to a lush forest in Good Academy, a young man in a white robe with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, always looking like he was smiling. At this moment, he turned his head to look west. The magic fluctuations coming from there were terrifyingly large, slowly making his blood start to heat up, and an indescribable boredom appeared on his body.

"What kind of terrible thing happened over there... Could it be... that's it?" The boy suddenly thought of something and said in surprise. He frowned two slender eyebrows like a girl, and his expression was very serious, which made his original temperament of calmness suddenly become solemn.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, exhaled a long breath, jumped, and fell from the branches of more than ten meters like a stunning geese.

The moment he landed, the soil under his feet passed by like a dirt dragon, bulging rapidly, and then recovered as before. After rolling around him, he stopped on his right. Then a yellow magic aura visible to the naked eye flashed. A human-shaped boy with a small figure, less than his shoulders, a pointed head and a sharp mouth, and a peerless dragon appeared beside him.

"Hehe!" He laughed strangely unlike humans, and then he faintly revealed an excitement: "A strange phenomenon appears, and the devil is about to descend on the continent."

"Mitnik, I hope you can survive. At that time, we will decide another victory or defeat. However, your problem of blood dizziness is a big problem. I really look forward to how you look when you see blood, hehe."

The boy in white Mitnik made up his robe and gently spit out two words: "I'm sick!"

"Hahaha, Mitnik, the messenger of the wind, will make you faint. What an interesting thing! How do you kill the demon clan? Blind your eyes? Do you want me to steal the lace strips with a fragrant fragrance in the girls' dormitory for you? Hahaha!"

"Steal? The great Casper is here, so I can make sure to get it right!" As if he had some key words, a breeze suddenly passed by, a honest and chubby little fat man appeared around the two of them. After stopping, his fat body was still trembling.

"Ah! Ah! Casper, you thief! Bastard! Return me something!"

Suddenly, a sharp soprano sounded, followed by a beautiful and fiery red figure. A vermilion ribbon was dancing in her hand. As the ribbon flew and rolled, the red fire magic swept towards the chubby Casper like a torrent of broken dams.

Casper's figure flashed and turned into an invisible shape, disappearing from the spot, leaving a sentence: "Vivian, I didn't steal your stuff, so don't chase me, aunt, it's been three days and three nights, and I'm almost crazy by you."

"Bang!" Casper's voice had not yet dissipated, and his figure suddenly smashed into the position where he had disappeared before as if he was violently impacted.

"Ahem!"

Casper coughed violently, and blood qi surging in his chest, almost coughing up blood.

At the same time, not far from the four people, a burly young man with a face like a knife and axe was cut. He stretched out his hand and floated in the air like he was carrying something.

When they saw this person appear, the other four people were like mice seeing a cat, and immediately fell silent, walking on thin ice, and did not dare to come out.

"Captain!" the four of them shouted in a deep voice.

The young man who is called the captain seemed to be slowly moving down from the clouds: "How many times have I said, don't be so serious, don't be so serious, everyone belongs to the same team, don't be too dissatisfied!"

The young man said earnestly, but when he heard the other four people, it was useless. They still stood with their hands behind their backs and stood straight.

"Fake, who doesn't know that you, Marcos, is a violent maniac. If you can't say anything, you must see blood!" Casper, who is known as the thief of the Saint Hand, complained in his heart: "I really don't know why Mitnik joined your squad. Didn't he faint from blood?"

"The demons are about to descend to the mainland, and we don't have much time left. Everyone should train hard and strive to reach the end after entering the divine realm." The young man looked at the West from afar, feeling a lot, and said in a voice that was afraid of disturbing the small animals: "Don't let me see you making such noise again, otherwise..., you know..."

No one would have thought that he could have caught the disappearing Casper out of sight with just one hand, and threw it away at will. He would have thrown it away so badly.

Even his team members don’t know how violent this guy is and how powerful he is!

...

On the top floor of another tall tower in Goode College, there are transparent floor-to-ceiling windows all around it. Looking out, except for the dean's tall tower, other buildings are shorter than it.

"Captain..." At this moment, a soft cry sounded in the house, as if it was coming from nothingness, but there was no one talking.

"Um…?"

A young man in black robe who was reading a book at a desk frowned and hummed a syllable.

"The Abyss of Nothingness, the vision begins to appear, the demon is coming, and the divine realm of the gods is about to open." The voice was shocked in a brief manner.

"knew."

"Well..., and..." He seemed unwilling to mention it, and then he paused, "Marcos appeared!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, the young man in black robe became interested, "Say!"

The empty voice briefly retelled what happened after Mitnik fell from the branch, and then fell silent, as if there were only young men in black robe in the house.

"Ha! Just because of Marcos and his team of fools, they also want to achieve extraordinary achievements in the God Realm? Smile!"

...

On the shallow of a stream near Good Academy, a human boy held a broad sword with both hands and kept slashing. Whenever he fell, a stream of air shook the sides along the edge of the blade, like a knife slashing hard in the water, which even cut the air.

Hey! Ha! Every time he slashed, the boy yelled loudly, as if this could bring him endless strength.

Sweat had long been soaking the boy's clothes, and it was sticky to him. He was completely unaffected by this, and just waved the broadsword in his hand with force.

After a closer look, you will find that the last landing point of the boy's chopping was exactly the same as the previous one. Whether it was the distance from the ground or the difference between left and right offsets, it should be said that there was no slight deviation, and it was completely consistent...

"Highris, why don't you rest?" A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the boy's ears.

Heglis was not moved by it, but just slashed out with a knife, roaring loudly, haha!

"Highris, do you know that the demons are coming?"

The boy called Hygres stopped, but then he slashed harder.

"Oh! It's no help, it's indeed the taciturn lone hero - Hercules Heglith."

As the sound slowly drifted away, a canary with seven-colored feathers. She flapped her wings crookedly, as if she could fall down at any time.

...

"I will use the sword in my hand to drink all the blood of the demons, so that they can stay in Galgalon forever and guard the tombs for our lost ancestors."

"The humble, ugly, bloodthirsty demons, the demons we defeated again and again, were eventually expelled by us.

Even if the sword in the hand is curled, even if the blood is gone, even if the horse is wrapped in a corpse, we will never give in.

For the home behind me and for the happiness of the next generation, I used the staff in my hand to block their retreat."
Chapter completed!