Arcane Journey

The air around seemed to solidify, time stopped at this moment, and everything around was shrouded in an indescribable silence.

The fear and pain of Yeenoghu's incarnation spread out in all directions like invisible ripples. They were not just the transmission of emotions, but more like the darkness surging in the abyss, which moved people.

The shadow of the demon skull was still suspended in the air, using its shrill screams to cut through the air like a sharp blade, continuing its reign of terror.

The surrounding scenery seemed to be shaking, shocked by this terrifying power, and even the hardest rocks seemed to become fragile.

The figure of Yeenoghu's incarnation appeared particularly distorted in the dim light, like a monster from another world. After all, his existence itself was a distortion and mockery of reality.

At this moment, under the influence of the panic technique, even his every breath was accompanied by the tremor of the surrounding air, like a sign of the coming storm.

The phantom of the demon skull was like the embodiment of death, tearing people's eardrums with its piercing screams, making it impossible to ignore its existence.

Seeing this, Brian, who was ready to strike, would naturally not miss the opportunity to give the fallen dog a beating.

——"The Chaos Mantra!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, like the sharpest stars in the night sky. In an instant, the air around him seemed to freeze.

With the blessing of divine power, the effect of the 'Chaos Mantra' cast by Brian has obviously undergone a revolutionary change in power compared to the past.

Brian murmured a string of ancient and mysterious words. The sound was long and distant, as if it had traveled through endless time and space, tracing back to the beginning of the world when it was empty and chaotic. Every word carried the secret of the beginning of the universe, echoing in the void and inspiring imagination.

Then, a deep purple chaotic aura suddenly emerged, like a violet blooming in the dark night, mysterious and magnificent.

The light spread rapidly, surging like a tide, tightly enveloping the distorted-faced incarnation of Yeenog.

Suddenly, purple light and black shadows intertwined to form a heart-pounding picture, as if foreshadowing the awakening of some ancient power.

In an instant, under the baptism of chaotic spiritual light, the already extremely painful expression of Yenogu's incarnation became even more hideous.

At this moment, he seemed to be deeply hurt by an invisible force. After struggling out of the panic attack with great difficulty, he suffered another even more terrifying mental shock.

The impact was like a thousand needles piercing his heart, causing his body to tremble violently and let out a series of shrill wails. The wails echoed in the void, filled with despair and fear, and moved people.

At this moment, the incarnation of Yenogu seemed to have been deprived of all the power to resist and could only struggle in this chaotic aura.

However, that deep purple light was like a cold judge, devouring it mercilessly.

Even so, Brian had no intention of letting him go.

After all, the time for infusion of divine power is limited. It would be embarrassing if I was too wasteful and delayed a bit, resulting in the divine power disappearing before I could completely kill this incarnation.

Brian didn't dare to waste time, and chanted a few spells. A fireball quickly condensed in his palm and he threw it over without hesitation. If it weren't for the divine light, the fireball Brian released would be just an extremely ordinary third-ring spell "Fireball", and would be forgotten in the magic spectrum.

However, with the blessing of the surging divine power, even the seemingly inconspicuous fireball thrown by Brian seemed to be given new life.

It not only embodies the essence of the arcane fire and the weirdness of the cursed fire that Brian is well versed in, but is also infused with the power of the stars that he is best at, making this fireball transcend the mortal world, like the most dazzling meteor in the night sky, streaking across the sky.

Therefore, instead of simply calling this basketball-sized fireball a fireball, it is better to imagine it as star fragments falling from the sky, carrying the power of destruction and rebirth.

Under the catalysis of divine power, this fireball is no longer a simple magic, but a magnificent symphony between heaven and earth, and a testimony to Brian's resonance with the power of the gods.

In a flash, this seemingly inconspicuous meteorite, dragging a long tail of flame, whizzed past, leaving behind a hot and brilliant trail.

"boom!"

When the meteorite streaked across the sky and slammed into Yenogu's incarnation, it was as if the death knell of fate rang between heaven and earth. A shocking explosion suddenly erupted, and its power was so great that the air around it trembled.

The light of the explosion was dazzling, like the sudden appearance of daylight, illuminating everything around it, but in the blink of an eye it was swallowed up by endless darkness.

This scene was truly like the spectacle of a meteorite falling from the sky in ancient legends, with irresistible majesty and power.

With the location of Yeenoghu's incarnation as the center, the aftermath of the explosion raged wildly on the hard rock ground, ruthlessly tearing apart every inch of space.

In an instant, a huge pit with a diameter of more than tens of meters appeared. Its edges were jagged, like the roughest brushstrokes of nature, leaving a shocking mark on the painting of the earth.

This pit is not only a physical trauma, but also a huge shock to the hearts and minds of the surrounding creatures. It makes people sigh at the vastness and ruthlessness of the power of nature.

The body of Yenogu's incarnation naturally could not escape the disaster in this catastrophe. He was smashed into the bottomless pit and mixed with the surrounding rubble, looking extremely desolate.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Brian's sharp eyes penetrated the chaos and focused on the heart-pounding scene in the center of the pit. Yeenoghu's incarnation was covered in blood and flesh, as if he had suffered an unprecedented heavy blow.

The hair and bristles on his body were turned into nothing in countless exploding sparks, leaving behind a series of shocking wounds. His scarlet pupils, like the fire of hell, stared at Brian viciously, as if to engrave this pain and hatred into the depths of his soul.

However, in this heart-pounding gaze, the pale golden light around Yenogu suddenly flickered, like the fire of life burning tenaciously in despair.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every minute and every second spoke of indomitable spirit and tenacity.

But Brian soon realized that the healing process was far from instant, and the recovery speed of Yeenoghu's incarnation was not as fast as he had hoped.

This is enough to prove that Brian's continuous attacks have caused indelible trauma to this incarnation.

As long as the offensive continues, it may really only be a matter of time before this incarnation is put to an end. (End of this chapter)