Inhibitory Potion

But the old Taoist with the rosacea nose merely scoffed at Lao Yu's words:

"What aliens? If they study Chinese culture, they're our people.

So it depends on whether they accept it."

He burst into laughter.

"You say I'm drunk? I haven't had enough to get drunk!"

As he leaned crookedly against a tree that had long since been charred black, he raised his wine gourd toward the sky.

In an instant,

Purple lightning streaked across the heavens, directly blasting Ignaratty in the sky into a charred black state.

"What kind of damage is this?

It can actually suppress my recovery ability."

The defecting vice dean sensed that things were going badly. The various major figures of the Current World were gradually arriving, and he was already finding it difficult to resist them.

He charged toward the Abyss Gate, preparing for a tactical retreat.

But at that moment,

Golden chains blocked his path one after another.

"Benefactor, please remain."

Immediately afterward,

As the figure of a certain monk reflected in his eyes, Ignaratty completely descended into madness.

"You forced my hand!

Champland, and Hohenstein, Drummondda,

Stop hiding!"

In an instant,

Pitch-black mist rose, accompanied by the sound of whimpering cries.

The forces lurking on the Abyss side had finally revealed themselves completely.

The intensity of the battlefield escalated once more!

At this moment, as the Chaos Storm completely cut off the ruins of Saint Mourning Hughie Fal,

The Lorenz Riel Border War had perhaps become a battlefield wholly belonging to the fourth tier.

Meanwhile,

Clemence One,

Inside the laboratory that had originally been overseen by Bo Sen.

Within the dim, highly sophisticated laboratory, Klosan leaned against an enormous holographic display as she carried out her analysis.

Her gaze was focused and profound, as though it could pierce through the haze