Chapter 1843

Even in the desert, it is very terrifying.

The land rapidly lost its luster.

A large number of red and black plants.

Appeared one after another, replacing the original plants.

The Withering is the opposite side of living things.

Devouring all vitality.

Without a Vision, it is impossible to clear the Withering.

This point alone is enough to prove the terror of the Withering.

A large number of undead flowers.

Bloomed in the desert.

And in the black vortex.

The first to appear was a Skeleton Lord hundreds of meters tall.

Its entire body was like white jade.

In its eye sockets, a ball of soul fire ten meters high was burning fiercely.

And behind it was an endless army of skeletons.

Next was the Withered race.

They were the plant race of the Withering world, the negative entities of Vanarana life.

Their bodies were filled with the power of death and decay.

They were plant-type undead bodies.

Subsequently, the manager of the Soul Furnace.

The soldiers under their command each held strange weapons; they were also undead, but their physiques were no different from ordinary humans.

The remaining two races.

One was a beast-form race.

The other was an undead assassin.

A pure soul entity.

The earth was rapidly eroded.

Blood-red flowers bloomed in every corner.

The leading Saint looked at the familiar land and said calmly, "Finally returned... Warriors, let us destroy this world and absorb its nutrients...

The Lord of the Undead has waited a long time.

We should be the masters of this world..."

"For the Lord of the Undead..."

"Absorb this world..."

The soldiers roared one after another.

And the withered land began to spread continuously.

Candace watched as the desert was swallowed up.

Secretly rejoicing in her heart that her departure was the right choice.

Conversely, in the desert, there was a group of Eremites who were doing evil things in the name of the Scarlet King.

Now they felt something was wrong.

"Big brother... why do I feel my body is so cold, is it... that something bad has happened..."

"Tch... you're all just imagining it, I don't feel cold at all, don't forget... our operation this time, I heard the sages had a big mess, if we can get the Divine Knowledge Capsule.

We can resurrect the Scarlet King...

With the power of the Scarlet King.

What is the mere Akademiya.

What is the mere Lesser Lord Kusanali..."

"Cough cough... boss, my body seems to have no strength..."

"Me too... that flower? This isn't a Withering flower... boss... why is it appearing here."

"What?"

When everyone looked back, they found that under their feet.

Countless flowers had already bloomed.

These Withering flowers.

Were frantically plundering their lives.

And because they didn't withdraw from the desert, they turned into nutrients for the Withering.

These flowers absorbed the nutrients and sent them directly into the Withering.

It is precisely because of this.

That the Withering has grown rapidly in recent years.

In other countries.

Watching the spread of the Withering.

They were all shocked.

It turns out the destructive power of the Withering is so terrifying.

Absorbing life to nurture itself.

In this way.

They can only attack during the day, but the undead race in the realm of death is not afraid of the day at all.

Then, it seems now... Lord Su Han's choice to block them.

Was simply too correct.

"If it weren't for Lord Su Han... if the Withering erupted on such a large scale, I'm afraid not only would Sumeru not be able to hold out... the surrounding countries would also be doomed."

"You forgot one thing, Sumeru has a large amount of rainforest, and naturally very little sunlight penetrates in; once the undead race occupies Sumeru.

It will threaten the safety of the entire continent."

"Sigh... Sumeru is truly a disaster-ridden land..."

"Tch... this is simply the evil done by the sages of the Sumeru Akademiya; ever since Greater Lord Rukkhadevata died, these guys welcomed Lesser Lord Kusanali on the surface.

But in reality?

They directly put her in confinement.

Later, Lesser Lord Kusanali chose to flee Sumeru City.

If it were any other god, and mortals dared to do this.

I'm afraid they really wouldn't want to live... and yet Lesser Lord Kusanali is still protecting us, such a gentle god... where can you find one?"

"Yes, our god... is always loving us, it's just a pity we fell for the sages' tricks."

"Those guys should be nailed to the pillar of shame."