Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 997 - 657: This Is a Hammer, This Is the Golden Law

[I can use the method of reducing quality and increasing speed to quickly cover the whole country with the mist, absorb those who highly worship me to facilitate faster growth]

[But doing so will increase the cost, and also cause some people's worship of me to decline after they react....]

[However, now there's no time to worry about this, I must grow quickly]

Younka's main thoughts spread throughout the entire mist, unless Radagon has the ability to simultaneously smash an entire sky, he can temporarily survive without dying.

He devoted all his energy to the upcoming task of capturing and growing.

The means to obstruct Radagon were handed over to the nearby detached consciousness, equivalent to a clone.

Apart from the magicians who worship him the most, another high-quality group he could absorb were those who had been using fighting qi conversion technology for a long time.

In fact, as material for ascending to godhood, many of those who had long used fighting qi conversion technology have already been consumed, now he is going to find those still alive.

Such people are everywhere, near Imperial Capital there are plenty at hand, his power grows rapidly in an instant.

This clearly shows how successful his initial promotion strategy was, a large number of civilians embraced his technology.

Ah, still want to devour Edgar, where exactly is my dear apprentice.

For a moment, with this thought popping up in his mind, Younka's heart did not have any feelings belonging to a human, rather it felt like a life that pursues strength and existence.

To describe it, his previous thought was like the G-virus, which would devour the host's loved ones first.

But this strange state lasted only a few seconds, ending without him noticing.

Under normal circumstances, he should have keenly noticed changes in his thoughts, but not now, because something even stronger suddenly interrupted his train of thought before he realized it.

[Is Sain Dungeon going to attack?]

He sensed a formidable surge of power.

No, no, rationality told him not to look back at what Radagon was doing.

But since just now, he had been hearing the sound of a hammer smashing something, he couldn't hold back anymore.

[Just turn back for a glance]

With this thought, he controlled a nearby consciousness to take a look at Radagon's side.

[....]

The clone left behind to restrain Radagon had already been, or was about to be destroyed.

On the ground, the stone hammer left fan-shaped cracks spreading outward, each crack still contained faint golden light, clearly not purely physical attacks.

This attack could smash the non-transformed me to death, this thought suddenly popped into Younka's mind, then he quickly dismissed it.

How did his clone get killed, very simple.

The clone stood up!

The clone charged!

The clone... got smashed to the ground with one hammer.

Radagon swung the hammer down, plainly and effortlessly smashing the clone.

The ordinary hammer hits have no effect on Younka's fog-like clone, but if the hammer is enchanted the effect is extraordinary.

And now, Radagon somehow gathered the scattered fog that could cover half of Bed City into the palm, compressing it into a palm-sized piece.

Then lifted the stone hammer high, and "bang" smashed it down.

Just like that, the clone was destroyed.

The force Radagon used to target the clone even transmitted to the ground, leaving large golden cracks, the pattern of the cracks looked quite beautiful.

How did he compress the mist?

This question doesn't even need to be considered, because even if he didn't have that ability, Sain Dungeon could achieve it by other means.

Only need to know one thing:

Radagon's expressionless face, one could say indifferent, turned toward the scattering Younka.

If Younka liked cold and aloof handsome guys, he would be thrilled by Radagon's gaze.

But he didn't like it, so when that gaze cold and devoid of any emotion stared at him, he only felt his spine grow cold!

[Calm down, I have now spread my consciousness to all the mist, as long as the mist doesn't extinguish I won't extinguish, temporarily no need, uh ah ah ah ah!]

Intense pain caused the magic fog covering the Warrior Country's head to emit horrifying screams.

It was Radagon's doing.

He raised his golden left hand, the sturdy and column-like golden light full of holy attribute power gathered on his hand, forming an entity similar to the Sunlight Spear.

He clenched his body with power, like a heavenly god casting divine punishment on demons, casting this mighty force from the Golden Law toward the mist in front of him!

This was precisely what caused Younka to scream.

The moment the golden light hit the mist, it instantly evaporated a large mass of fog, even clinging to the mist, advancing bit by bit to destroy it.

The mist painfully contracted, but this was not over.

Radagon raised the hammer again, with one swing splendid golden light flickered across the sky, the mist vanished instantly before the stone hammer.

Then he raised his left hand once more, the rotating halo was thrown out, splitting into three upon hitting the mist, causing greater damage.

Afterward another fierce hammer smashed down.

First a prayer, then a hammer strike, followed by another prayer.