The storm of destruction is still raging.
The torrent of golden sword intent plowed this already dilapidated land over and over again.
Secret Realm Space's whine is getting louder and louder.
The criss-crossing black cracks in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, like a Abyssal Maw that is about to swallow everything.
Standing in the center of this destructive scene, the five-meter-tall Demon God's Body Yang Yu also began to become a little illusory and unstable.
"Huh... huh..."
The sound of heavy breathing was like an old bellows.
He could clearly feel that the life force in his body was passing away at a terrifying speed.
Every second of King's Descent is burning life.
And the devastating blow just now pushed this consumption to the extreme.
Yang Yu's consciousness was struggling fiercely between the desire to kill and the remaining sanity.
With his scarlet magic eyes, he glanced at the frightened classmates around him, and then at the space that was about to completely collapse.
"Remove... eliminate!"
A difficult thought formed in his mind.
Boom!
The towering Demon God's Body instantly collapsed and turned into black and red light spots all over the sky.
Instead, there was the familiar figure of the student.
Plop!
Without the support of the terrifying power, Yang Yu's body could no longer stand, his legs softened, and he knelt heavily on one knee on the cracked earth.
Abyssal Demon Eye Sword, he used it as a crutch and inserted it deeply into the ground, which barely prevented him from falling completely.
"Ha... ha... ha..."
He was breathing heavily, and cold sweat fell from his forehead like a stream, soaking his clothes.
His eyes went dark, and the whole world was spinning.
A strong feeling of weakness came from all directions like a tide, almost completely submerging his consciousness.
[System prompt: King's Descent status has been lifted.]
[System prompt: You have entered the Deep Weakness state, All Attributes is reduced by 99%, duration: 1 hour.]
The cold System prompt sounded in my mind.
Yang Yu couldn't help but pull out a wry smile.
Not bad...
He subconsciously felt his physical condition.
Although he was so weak that it was difficult to even lift a finger, it was much better than the last time he fainted after killing Abyssal Demon Dragon Projection.
At least, this time he still retained his consciousness.
It seems that the shorter the King's Descent skill is used, the smaller the damage will be, and the subsequent side effects will be reduced accordingly.
This time from start to finish, the total time is just over a minute, so the weak time is only an hour.
This is a blessing among misfortunes.
"Yang Yu!"
"classmate Yang Yu!"
At this moment, two urgent calls, accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, came from behind.
A gentle holy light then fell on him, and the warm energy nourished his body that was almost hollowed out, refreshing his spirit.
It's Su Muqing.
She was the first to react. She held up her skirt and ran quickly to Yang Yu's side, ignoring the broken ground beneath her feet. Her fair little face was filled with worry and anxiety.
"How are you? Are you feeling okay?"
As she asked, she applied her strongest healing skills to Yang Yu one after another without hesitation.
Golden light rain continued to fall, covering Yang Yu.
"I... it's okay..." Yang Yu reluctantly raised his head and gave her a slightly the Pale smile, "I'm just a little tired, just take a rest and it'll be fine."
"It's been like this and you still say it's okay!"
Another voice followed shortly after.
It's Su Muyu.
She also ran over with her sister, her little face, which had always been proud and willful, now looked complicated.
There was shock, awe, and even a little... fear.
She hid behind her sister Su Muqing, stuck out half of her head, and carefully looked at the weak Yang Yu with her beautiful eyes, as if looking at some rare treasure.
Obviously they are twin sisters, and they are exactly the same age, but at this moment, she looks like a little sister seeking shelter from her elder sister.
The five-meter-tall Demon God just now, that world-destroying figure that caused the world to collapse with a wave of his hand, had a huge impact on her.
She couldn't even believe that that terrifying existence and the young man with the Pale face in front of her who needed help could be the same person.
She hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked timidly, "Um... classmate Yang Yu, you... what was that skill you just used? How... why is it so powerful?"
Her voice was very low, with a hint of probing, and her usual fearless demeanor was completely gone.
Yang Yu Now that I almost have no energy to speak, how can I answer her questions?
When Su Muqing saw this, he immediately turned around and glared at his sister, scolding softly. "Mu Yu! Stop making trouble! classmate Yang Yu needs to rest now!"
"Oh..." Su Muyu pursed her lips in grievance, not daring to ask any more questions, but her curious eyes still stared at Yang Yu unblinkingly.
"classmate Yang Yu, hurry up, drink this!"
Another gentle yet urgent voice came.
Jiang Shuyue also ran over. She was holding a familiar small crystal bottle in her hand. The bottle was filled with emerald green liquid, exuding a strong breath of life.
It's Life Origin Fluid!
She carefully lifted Yang Yu's head and brought the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, her movements as gentle as if she were handling a fragile piece of porcelain.
"Open your mouth."
Yang Yu heard the words and opened his mouth obediently.
A stream of cool and sweet liquid slid down his throat and into his abdomen, instantly turning into a majestic life energy that washed over his limbs and bones.
The feeling of weakness was immediately dissipated.
"Thank you." Yang Yu felt that he had regained some strength and thanked him softly.
"No... you're welcome..." Jiang Shuyue looked at Yang Yu's face that was so handsome even though the Pale was close at hand, and felt the warm breath exhaled from his mouth. His pretty face suddenly turned red, and even his ears became hot.
She quickly retracted her hand and stood aside a little helpless, feeling as if she had been struck by a deer.
So close...
Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't help but think of the last time she took care of Yang Yu in the hospital.
At that time, classmate Yang Yu was just like now, lying weakly on the hospital bed.
Could it be... do I have to continue to take care of him for a few more days this time?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Jiang Shuyue's heart beat faster, and the blush on his face became more and more beautiful.
However, when she thought about it again, she felt it was natural.
Yes!
I already have experience taking care of classmate Yang Yu!
Who else can take better care of him besides yourself?
Thinking of this, she straightened her chest and looked at Yang Yu with a hint of firmness and... self-righteousness that even she herself had not noticed.
And following their movements, the surrounding students and War Band members who were still immersed in shock finally woke up as if they were dreaming.
"Quick! Go and treat classmate Yang Yu and the leader!"
"There are other wounded! Assist Professioner, follow up quickly!"
The crowd immediately took action. Some rushed to Dragon Skeleton, who was lying unconscious in a pool of blood in the distance, while others began to treat their comrades who had been injured in the previous battle.
The whole scene, although still chaotic, had a hint of survival Order.
That Adjutant of Dragon Skeleton War Band, while directing his men to treat the wounded, glanced complicatedly at Yang Yu who was surrounded by stars in the center, and in the end, he could only let out a long sigh.
He helped up the unconscious Dragon Skeleton. Before Dragon Skeleton completely lost consciousness, her dim golden eyes glanced in the direction of Yang Yu for the last time, as if she wanted to engrav that figure deeply in her mind.
It was at this time.
"Boom!"
A more violent explosion came from the horizon.
Secret Realm, it will finally collapse completely!