Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 792: Hell? Heaven?

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"What?" Ron heard a little dazed, "What did you say?"

"Come on..."

"Run..."

"Don't squeeze..."

After a brief cheer, the surviving adventurers rushed forward like a flood in Yezha, lest they were left behind. For a while, the entire stone bridge was overcrowded.

Fulijia came over, glanced at Klein, and whispered, "Ron, let's leave as soon as possible!"

Ron opened his mouth, before he had time to answer, suddenly a loud and honest voice came.

"Hahaha...Do you want to go now?"

While speaking, I only heard the sound of "Boom...", the stone above the broad hall door collapsed for no reason, blocking everyone's path.

For a while, everyone was stunned, not knowing what happened.

Ron's heart trembled. He turned his head and looked around, only to realize that it was not someone else who did it, but the bald man named Mike just now.

At this moment, he is standing high in the hall with his hands behind his back, a pair of eagle eyes looking down at the crowd, the corners of his mouth are slightly tilted, revealing a playful smile.

"Uh...this, Lord Mike, what do you mean?" an adventurer asked boldly,

"Hehe, are you leaving now? Have you asked me?"

Speaking, the bald man pointed to his nose and said with a smile, "Don't you ask who I am?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, you look at me, I look at you, all at a loss.

At this time, an adventurer asked boldly, "Master Mike, aren't you the captain of our adventurers, the natural leader-Master Mike?"

"Master Mike, your glorious deeds are like the sun... illuminating our way forward... dispelling the fog of Batlos Prison..."

"Yes...Yeah, you are the Lord Mike who brought us to the teleportation array..."

"Dear Mr. Mike...you are so great..."

The adventurer said flatly one by one, the way home is right in front of him. To Mike, everyone didn't hesitate to praise him. They had only one idea in their hearts, that is, to go back as soon as possible.

Other adventurers are not very polite, "Master Mike, your mission has been completed, why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of the way and let us go back..."

"Yes, I can't bear enough of the bird air this way..." Another adventurer was also angrily, "What are you guys?"

"Hahaha..."

The bald man laughed wildly again, his laughter with a powerful sound wave shook the dust on the top of the hall to "por...por..." down.

At this time, his laughter stopped, and he said coldly, "Poor guys...It seems that you really don't know who I am!"

"I know!"

As soon as the bald man's voice fell, a figure stood out, but it was Klein, the undead magister.

"Oh?"

When the bald man heard this, he was a little surprised. He looked up and down Klein a few times, and the corner of his mouth was still with that playful smile, "So it was you... the little guy who went wrong just now... You know who I am. ?"

"Not bad!"

Klein took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, looked at the bald-headed man, and said loudly, "You are the guardian of Batlos Prison-the ancient dragon Maxwell!" /

"What?"

Klein’s voice was no less than a thunderbolt, and it shocked everyone at once. The bald man who took them all the way from the twelfth floor of Batlos Prison was actually Batlos. Maxwell, the guardian of the prison? This... is this a joke? If this is a joke, it's not funny at all.

Ron looked at Klein's increasingly serious face in astonishment. He knew that Klein was serious.

"Hahaha..."

The bald man laughed loudly again. He stared at Klein with a hint of appreciation.

At this moment Maxwell smiled slightly and slowly opened his mouth, "Sure enough, he is a smart little guy, yes! You guessed it, I am Maxwell!"

"What? He is Maxwell?"

His remark, taken aback and lay people, "shabu - shabu - shabu -" numerous weapons out of the hands of adventurers, know each other's identity, the atmosphere became tense Zhou Jian.

At this time, Ron took a breath, and then he finally understood why the bald man named Mike was so familiar with the roads of Batlos Prison, and why everything has been so since he joined his team It went so smoothly, so well that it didn't run into any ancient guards, not one.

All this, finally has an answer.

He is Maxwell! The guardian of the prison of Batlos plane, the supreme existence.

"Although I guessed your identity, what I don't understand is...why did you do this?" Klein stared at Maxwell, "With your strength, you can kill it easily. Those of us...why...why did you bring us here?"

"Hehe... the purpose, it's very simple, it's just a game... It's so boring to stay in the Batlos Prison, where the bird does not shit, so I just want to have some fun..." Maxwell He yawned softly without putting thousands of adventurers in his eyes. He spread his hands and smiled, "But now...the game is over..."

After that, Maxwell let out a low growl, and his muscles kept shaking. Then, the inflated balloon became bigger and bigger, with two huge, curved horns and gray scales growing on the head. All over his body, the fleshy wings on his back suddenly opened, and a fierce and unparalleled power was released instantly, filling the entire space.

Not long ago, a height of seven or eight, covered in black scale armor, with wings on its back, four feet as thick as an elephant, like a human upper body and a dragon’s lower body combined forcefully, a monster standing In front of everyone, it looked strangely strange, but this monster exuded a frightening atmosphere.

The powerful force turned into countless white flames, and the flames rose up, forming an extremely powerful aura around Maxwell. The air flow continued to flow in all directions, and the sky was full of smoke. The surrounding adventurers were affected by the powerful force. The strength is forced to step back.

The entire Batllós Prison was shaking, and huge cracks on the ground spread like spider webs.

Ron's eyes widened. His eyes were startled at first, and then became extremely frightened, because he felt the terrifying power contained in the white flame.

Maxwell’s ugly face in the form of an ancient dragon showed a smirk. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he said, "Whh--" and saw a large single-edged sword with a long handle more than ten meters long. Appearing in his hand, this unusually large single-edged sword with a long handle was covered with blood-red flame patterns.

"Hahaha... all go to death, humble reptiles..."

Maxwell laughed wildly, and slammed a single-edged sword in his hand...

"Boom..."

The white flame exploded in the crowd, like a blooming flower. In just an instant, dozens of people were swallowed by the white flame...

"Help..."

"Run away..."

"Master Maxwell is forgiving..."

For those adventurers, they were in heaven the moment before, but fell into **** the next moment.

Maxwell stepped into the crowd with a sledge, brandishing a broad knife, hacking and killing, for a while, flesh and blood flew around, corpses all over the field, frightened people fled in all directions, the scene was in chaos, some people kneeled in fright. Constantly begging for mercy, there are some people who are already scared, standing still on the spot with trembling, unable to even speak.

"God...divine power? Does he use divine power?"

Wentine said in horror. Although she was still a long way away from Maxwell, she could clearly feel her body trembling at this moment.

"It's not just supernatural power..."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Klein's mouth, "The guardian of Batlos Prison, the ancient dragon Maxwell is a god...Why does he need to use divine power?"

"God?"

Ron and others were stunned. They learned from Klein that the guard of Batlos Prison was an extremely terrifying strong man, but what they did not expect was that the ancient dragon Maxwell was actually A god.

Gods, also known as gods, in the legends of all major planes, gods are supreme beings. His majesty cannot be blasphemed. His divine power is the power of God. Mortals can borrow but cannot possess it, including Ron. And Klein, the death divine power they used to do not belong to them, and whether they really possess divine power is the most important sign that distinguishes them from gods and mortals.

The strength of a mortal can only reach the peak of the gods, but the peak of the gods is the difference between the sky and the earth compared with the real gods.

The ancient dragon in front of you is a god, or a **** beast. In front of this terrifying super-order **** beast, all the powerhouses of the gods have lost the heart to resist. They either screamed and fled or knelt. Begging for mercy, but the cruel Maxwell remained unmoved, and went with a single knife, like cutting melons and vegetables. Those cowardly adventurers who gave up resistance instantly fell into a pool of blood.

The origin of the blood flame sword in Maxwell’s hand is not ordinary. It is a real artifact. Every time an adventurer is killed, the single-edged sword absorbs the life essence of that adventurer. With the unfolding, more and more life essence entered the single-edged sword, and the blood flame on the blade began to flow, making people feel that the single-edged sword was alive.

The slaughter, it was a one-sided slaughter. With the terrifying power and power of the gods, slaying these powerhouses in the realm without even the peak of the realm, there is no suspense at all.

The whole hall became a Shura Field. Thousands of adventurers were like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. They shivered under Maxwell's lewd power. They didn't even have the courage to resist.

The flames are blazing, illuminating Maxwell’s ugly and hideous face. At this moment, his face is full of murderous pleasure. The days of guarding the Batlloth plane prison are so boring, so boring that you have to find a way to find it Have fun, and take these exhausted and poor adventurers who have been forced to break into Batlos Prison to the last plane of the entire exile before the teleportation array, and then personally extinguish their newly ignited hope, appreciate They turned from extreme surprises to extreme fear faces, which was one of the most fun things he could think of.

Some adventurers tried to rush out of the main hall while Maxwell was slaughtering. They had just broken through the hole and they had been spotted by Maxwell.

"Hahaha...Want to escape? Stop dreaming, there is no precedent for those who entered the Batlloth plane prison to escape. You humble reptiles, let me die!"

Maxwell laughed wildly, holding the single-edged sword slightly high, and a white light circle suddenly opened, enveloping everyone.

"Not good! He opened the field..."

"The way out is blocked..."

"We are done..."

The passage to the plane teleportation array was completely sealed, and for a while, everyone was in despair...