I told you to change your skills, and you changed them into a nuclear explosion immortal?

As Lu Yun took a step, his foot spread out like a drop of ink on a lake, slowly spreading out at a visible speed.

As he took a step forward, the ink, like ripples on a mirror, gradually spread outwards from him. Strangely, the first thing to change was Lu Yun's own feet.

When he stopped between the two groups, the ink first stained his boots, and then the bottom of his skeletal robe.

This caused the originally dripping dark red starlight to turn into black and white.

Next came his dark gold robes and trousers embroidered with gold thread, gloves, belt, armbands...

Little by little, under the increasingly horrified gazes of the crowd, it transformed into a figure in a traditional Chinese ink painting.

The most terrifying thing was that the ground beneath Lu Yun's feet, the sky above his head, and even the clouds all turned into an ink painting, and the entire world became a world of only black and white at this moment.

Seeing the ink gradually seeping in, the commanders around Palmer were immediately alarmed.

"What? What is this???"

"Why has it changed?! What kind of skill is this?!"

"Oh no?! My teleportation skill isn't working!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was horrified, because they discovered that they could no longer use their legendary skills and could only watch helplessly as the ink seeped into their feet, turning them into the same state.

"This, this skill is wrong! Quick! Run! Just get out of range!!!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure of the unknown and wanted to run away, but Palmer was faster. He was pale and roared in shame and indignation.

"Don't run! Don't panic! This is a restricted area! You can't escape!!!"

In this situation, if you run away, you'll be like a fish on a chopping board; if you don't run, you still have a sliver of a chance to fight back.

Although... Palmer himself knew perfectly well that this was simply impossible...

"Three-star God-level Domain... You've actually advanced to the God-level Domain..."

Hearing Palmer mutter, Lu Yun couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

He was unaware of this concept, but the matter of the God-level Realm advanced along with him when he advanced to the Ninth Revolution.

"You do have some knowledge."

Upon receiving the answer, Palmer's expression changed repeatedly, and the last shred of hope in his heart vanished.

"How is this possible... You're so young... How could you possibly have advanced to the god-level realm..."

"Alright, there's no need to answer these questions."

In the ink painting, Lu Yun slowly took out his staff, looked at him expressionlessly, and said softly.

"Did you have any last words before you died?"

Palmer shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.

"So what you said wasn't a joke. Our Ten Kingdoms Alliance... is in grave danger..."

"Mr. Palmer! What do you mean? He's all alone! Even with this strange domain, are we all just going to sit here and wait to die?"

"Exactly! No matter how weird it is, there are still more of us! What gives him the right to act tough?!"

Palmer gave a bitter smile and shook his head helplessly.

"You simply don't understand what it means to advance four times and reach the god-level realm. This is a gap that cannot be bridged by quantity."

"From the moment he opened his domain, our fate was sealed."

Palmer paused for two seconds, then suddenly found himself unable to say anything.

Begging for mercy? Absolutely not. Lu Yun will not let them go.

Making threats? At a time like this, saying anything more will only make you a laughing stock.

He had even foreseen the fate of the Ten Nations Alliance, so there was no point in saying more.

"It was a miscalculation of us to have you in the Dragon Kingdom; we should have acted sooner."

Palmer took a deep breath, opened his arms, and nodded.

"However, you're not the only one with a god-level domain. You've killed so many of us, the higher-ups won't ignore it. When the time comes, it will be your death day."

"Then you don't need to worry about it."

Lu Yun waved his staff, creating a beautiful, dark afterimage.

But to Palmer, this scene was like death itself calling.

really.

The next second, as a huge gray sphere, crackling with black arcs of electricity and trailing ink-like afterimages, hurtled towards him, the final scene of his life was a gray mushroom cloud rising up.

As the gray light curtain, trailing afterimages of ink, swept towards him, and the intense heat engulfed everything, he felt ink droplets on his face. But when he wiped them away, they fell to the ground as if they were real ink, making a crisp dripping sound.

After that, he had no memory of anything; it was as if nothing had ever happened.

The fact that they have lost their memories does not mean that the people behind Lu Yun have lost their memories.

From the moment the ink painting appeared, everyone's jaws dropped. They were truly dumbfounded, speechless, and stunned.

They had never even heard of such earth-shattering power, let alone seen it.

Only Qi Huanyu and the others, who had been hiding in the shadows, looked shocked.

"Dead...all, all dead..."

As Luna watched the light screen disappear at the edge of the ink painting not far in front of her, she felt as if the sky had fallen.

She knew all too well how powerful her second grandfather was, but faced with such unpredictable divine might, she felt powerless and had no other thoughts.

It turns out that his talk of destroying a country was not just empty words.

At that moment, Luna's heart died, and all her hopes vanished.

As the ink painting was gradually removed, a torrential downpour began from the sky, just like Luna's heart, shattering into pieces.

"Stop staring, guys, let's send some people to collect scraps."

Upon hearing Lu Yun's voice, everyone snapped back to reality and realized that Lu Yun had returned to normal and was back above Xingguang's head.

Li Bowen and the others' eyes lit up, and they quickly stepped forward to surround Lu Yun, their questions turning into a million "whys".

"Holy crap?! Lu Yun, is this some kind of domain?! How did it turn into a traditional Chinese ink painting?"

"Wow, so cool! That's awesome!"

"Holy crap! That's amazing! Everything's turned into a traditional Chinese ink painting! You've changed, and so have they!"

"And what's with your skill? Why has it also become a traditional Chinese ink painting style? I feel like we're completely from different art styles!"

Hearing the excited questions from those around him, Lu Yun couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"You guys have domains too, don't you? You can achieve the same by working hard to upgrade."

It's always better to give hope than to give a blow, so Lu Yun's answer was vague.

However, there are more important things to do right now, so I can't waste time here.

"Alright guys, stop fooling around, get ready, we're about to set off."

Li Bowen and the others were taken aback, then their eyes lit up.

"Is it time for a counterattack?"

"right."

Lu Yun glanced at the Four Saints Army who had already gone to pick up their belongings.

"We'll set off after they've finished collecting them."

At this point, he looked at Qi Zhaolin and said.

"Director Qi, please contact your superiors and ask them to leave some garrison troops behind. The rest of you can come with us."

Qi Zhaolin smiled.

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged. They all follow your instructions."

Lu Yun paused.

"Have all personnel been evacuated?"

Qi Zhaolin paused for a moment, then glanced at the chat box and said.

"Our people have gone to pick them up. Everyone should be back in half an hour at most."

Seeing Lu Yun nod, Qi Zhaolin asked curiously.

"So where do you plan to seek revenge in your first battle?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yun slowly curled the corners of his mouth and said.

"Is that even a question?"

"Of course... it's the Flower Kingdom."