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Chapter 226 Playing Memory Pollution with Me? Old Man Tree is Here! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

At this point, Sap had fallen into deep self-doubt.

"This is impossible! This attack could definitely kill you!" he shouted hoarsely, his voice cracking.

As a lord and factory owner, he has always been incredibly accurate in calculating various numerical damages and costs.

After a brief exchange, he used the weighbridge to calculate the limits of Ivan's body.

Therefore, in his calculations, that hydraulic press was absolutely capable of completely crushing this guy to death!

He even used a high-powered engine for safety.

"Impossible! Why?!"

"I even used 1.5 times the power!!"

As Sap went into a frenzy, Klaus, who was standing to the side, looked at the pair of outstretched wings on Ivan's back and seemed to suddenly remember something.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed with sudden realization, "I know! I finally know!"

"Now you know why this guy is unkillable!"

Sap turned his head to look, looking bewildered.

Klaus, his voice trembling and filled with clenched teeth, said, "The Black Sun! That's the Black Sun!"

"Damn it! I should have guessed it when we met last time!"

"Only the properties of the Black Sun can raise the upper limit of life resilience!"

At this moment, Klaus spoke with bloodshot eyes as he looked at Evan's body, which resembled a ghost.

"Just how many secrets are you hiding?!"

Splat!

No one answered their questions.

This time, the fist was not only Ivan's hand, but also the terrifying fist formed by the pair of huge wings behind him.

Under the combined attack from above and below, Sapna's body, formed from molten steel, was shattered into pieces.

The powerful impact even knocked the giant skeletal egg out of his body.

In a true sense, all the eggs were extracted!

As the giant egg of the Holy Son flew out, the surrounding area lost its energy supply, and a large number of factories began to rapidly collapse and disappear.

Those slowly turning gears, the steam-spitting furnaces, and the cranes on the rails, one by one, turned into nothingness, leaving only a ground covered in pale ashes and a blood-red sky.

Sensing that the Holy Son's power had completely slipped out of his control, Sap's mutilated body, now only half a head remaining, emitted an indescribable frenzy.

"I am immortal! I am immortal!"

In the next instant, Sap contracted all the remaining power he had, then quickly expanded it into a large cloud of white steam.

These white steam vapors covered a very large area, completely enveloping Ivan.

Immediately afterwards, the white steam began to compress rapidly.

Ibn instinctively covered his mouth and nose to avoid inhaling the steam.

However, these steam seemed to have a life of their own, and began to rapidly contract and absorb into his skin.

Soon, it was as if Ivan was enveloped by a large number of clouds.

These things all possessed lord-level status, leaving Evan with absolutely no room for resistance.

Its two wings, claws, and fists flailing about, but they couldn't do anything to damage the steam.

The venomous blood it spat out passed directly through the mist and splashed onto the ground.

Ivan quickly used the Fog of Brain Plague to shield his mind.

"Your body now belongs to me!"

Sap let out a frantic roar, and within the steam, one could vaguely make out Sap's appearance.

It still looked old, except now it had fangs and its head was covered in red hair.

This guy is showing signs of becoming beastly.

However, at this moment, Sap's beast-like transformation seemed to be under control.

Amidst these signs of bestiality, Sap muttered a few incantations.

Then, the old hunter's voice rang out again.

"Deep spellcasting and surface spellcasting consume spirituality, that is, rationality. These spells are relatively safer."

"However, some particularly powerful spells consume animalistic instincts, so one must greatly reduce their spirituality and enter a state close to bestiality before they can be cast."

"But this kind of magic is generally incredibly powerful and forbidden, so be careful."

Ivan's heart tightened upon hearing this: "Deep magic—be careful!!"

In an instant, the mist turned crimson, and within it, it was filled with all sorts of distorted eyes, looking incredibly creepy and driving people crazy.

These eyes were all blood red, filled with distortion and coldness.

They opened, closed, and turned in dense clusters, each one seemingly peering into the deepest secrets of the soul.

"O great god of destruction! Hear my plea! I offer you all my reason!"

"Please cast your gaze upon us!"

At this moment, Sap unleashed what he had always considered his ultimate trump card.

This is not some extraordinary ability, but magic.

The name of this spell is: Eye of Destruction Spell.

Legend has it that one can summon a messenger from a great god to utterly destroy the other's soul.

In conjunction with another of Sap's secret techniques, one can take over the opponent's body when their sanity is depleted.

This is one of the many measures he has prepared over the years in order to be able to pass the age of 70.

As Sap activated his magic, Ivan immediately felt all the eyes in the mist looking at him at the same time.

The gaze was so distorted, insane, and chaotic that it instilled endless fear in anyone who looked at it.

Let alone any expert, even any master would instantly go mad under the gaze of these incredibly cold and distorted eyes.

But Evan remained unmoved, his heart unmoved.

The tyrannical demeanor of Kowloon stifled his spirituality, and the fog of madness obscured his soul.

But time passed just like that, one second, two seconds, three seconds—

Sap, who had just been laughing wildly, gradually changed his expression from hysterical laughter and triumph to confusion and blankness.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Sap roared in despair, just like old Alcott.

"Why! Why aren't you crazy! Why didn't my spell work!?"

At this moment, Sap was completely enraged; this was his ultimate move!

It can easily annihilate any master, severely injure a lord, and act directly on the soul level, having no effect on any powerful physical body.

Why is this guy unmoved, showing no signs of breaking down in the face of these messengers of the Eye of Destruction?

Thinking of this, Sap was almost driven mad, when he saw countless wisps of mist gathering above Ivan's head.

Meanwhile, Ivan immediately felt an external spiritual connection with him.

"Let's die together!!!"

After his ultimate trump card failed, Sap was about to die with Ivan in his arms.

Ivan then discovered that the two seemed to have shared some memories, though the sharing was quite limited.

At the very moment of sharing, Sap pushed over a piece of his own memory.

Among countless stars, a massive, rust-colored planet sits.

However, this planet is not a normal sphere, but an enormous eye.

The eyeball in the center, filled with lava, was so enormous that it could instantly overwhelm anyone's sanity and drive them into madness.

Upon seeing this, Ivan grinned because of his locked-up spirituality.

"Hey hey hey! I thought it was someone else! Turns out it's our old acquaintance, Big Eyes!"

And with Ivan's laugh, these memories seemed to vanish in an instant, as if they had no effect.

Even Ivan's spiritual vision did not increase at all.

"That's it? Let me show you something better!"

While Sap was stuffing his memories into himself, Ivan was naturally not idle either, stuffing his own memories into him as well.

While Ivan faced the enormous, planet-like eyeball, Sap continued to issue threats.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better let my soul reside in your body!"

"You can't escape this state of mine, and I can take back my memories right now!"

"This is a win-win deal!"

"Let my soul enter your body, and you will know all my secrets and inherit my business empire!"

"I----"

Before Sap could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a memory.

It was an endless black desert, and in the distance stood a towering tree.

The tree was so enormous that its terrifying canopy blocked out the sky, and its massive roots resembled mountains, each one a ghastly...

The white tendrils meander beneath the black sand, resembling countless giant pythons awakening.

"The Primordial Sage!!?"

The moment he saw this thing, Sap's eyes were instantly filled with blood, which flowed down his cheeks.

In an instant, he finally understood how his best son, Willens, had died!

"Could it be—damn it!! You!!"

"It really was you!!!"

Sap never imagined that he would be completely fooled by this seemingly innocent and naive lowlife!

At this moment, those pure white tree roots, invisible intelligent seeds, rushed over like sharks smelling blood.

Just then, Ivan's voice came from Sap's side.

"Willens must be your favorite child, right?"

"Then die the same way as your child!"

"Wow, his wallet is really useful. He left me some money and did me a huge favor!"

Faced with such devastating words, Sap's eyes widened in fury, and he roared out loud.

"Arkham! You damned bastard! You lackey!"

"You bastard born of a whore! I'll never let you go, even if it kills me!"

Sap roared, but the invisible intelligent beings had already entangled his body, tearing at his mind and soul.

Meanwhile, Sap witnessed a new memory.

That was the content of Pris's letter that Evan was reading.

Because it was a memory, Sap instantly knew the contents of the letter.

"Damn vampire! Damn bastard!"

After reading the contents, and seeing the help that Pris gave to Ivan before his death—

Sap was furious.

Unfortunately, he no longer possessed his usual assets and power, and could only wreak havoc in rage.

Just then, Ivan's voice rang out again, his casual tone carrying a sense of exhilaration and disdain.

"Go and give my regards to Priscilla, and tell him that I have fulfilled his last wish!"

"Pah! Bah!"

A thick phlegm formed from memory sprayed onto Sap's face.

As the letter formed from those memories drifted downwards, Sap struggled, screamed, and roared incessantly—

"No!!!"

Then came a chilling sound of tearing and chewing—

Those pale, intelligent beings, like greedy living creatures, tore apart and devoured Sap's soul bit by bit—

Sap is completely dead.

His soul was completely torn apart and devoured by the invisible intelligent species, becoming nourishment for the primordial sage.

With Sap's death, the magic's effects also disappeared.

After the crimson mist dissipated, Evan looked up.

The surrounding area that belonged to the Sapna factory has completely disappeared.

On a gray and white ground, you can now see Kaine, whose only remaining part is her head.

To prevent any further complications, Evan stepped forward and crushed Kaine's head with a single stomp, then spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, completely corroding it.

Because of the ritual and the baptism of their bodies, both Sapp and Kaine entered the dream world in their physical bodies.

This means that those two guys are completely dead.

After dealing with those two things, Ivan turned to look at the giant egg.

At this moment, the giant skeletal egg still emitted a soft light, a gentle and pure light that stood out starkly against the surrounding blood-red and deathly stillness.

Ivan grinned and flew over instantly, but did not approach rashly.

He suddenly remembered that there was one more person who hadn't shown up yet: the cunning and treacherous Klaus.

At this moment, Evan's eyes scanned the area, but he did not find any trace of Klaus.

"I just casually took care of this guy?" Evan frowned slightly, but something still felt off.

At this point, the Nine Dragons Tyrant form still has ten minutes left, and continuing to stagnate is not a good idea.

"Deal with the Holy Son first!"

But the moment Ivan touched the giant egg—

A sudden change has occurred!

A huge skeletal claw suddenly rose from the ground.

As it grabbed the giant skeletal egg, more than a dozen sharp spikes instantly appeared on both sides.

The spikes appeared to be made from the bones of some high-ranking creature; they were entirely black and engraved with patterns resembling lava.

In an instant, this thing pierced through Ivan's incredibly hard dragon scales and fixed him to his claws.

Just then, Klaus's head slowly emerged from the claw.

His face was full of pride and joy: "Arkham! Your performance has far exceeded my expectations!"

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"The secrets you've been hiding are far beyond my imagination!"

"This set of secret ritual arrays was originally intended to counter that rebellious son, Sap."

"Using this on you now wouldn't be a waste!"

Ivan frowned, his hands locked behind his back, ignoring the corrosive poison from the bone spurs embedded in his body!

Even more bizarrely, this thing completely fixed his body there, leaving him no ability to struggle.

Even when it wanted to spray out venomous blood, it couldn't.

Klaus was smug: "No need to struggle anymore, these bone spurs are made from the ribs of the Black Sun Forgers."

At this point, he said meaningfully, "The properties of the [Black Sun Furnace] it possesses make its bones incredibly strong."

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