Chapter 718: The Might of the Mockery Disaster

Brand's face was as pale as paper!

In his pupils, the "human" walking out of the red paper storm eye was reflected in terror... Although it had a human outline, it had no skin, no facial features, and even the naked eye couldn't distinguish whether it was three-dimensional. It was like a pitch-black shadow that had stood up from the ground.

Brand felt the world-extinguishing aura on the other party. Although he had already guessed something in his heart, he still couldn't understand it... Fear made him retreat constantly, and the soaring scarlet paper pages reflected his face blood-red.

"You... what... are you??"

On the pitch-black face of that "human" figure, a pair of scarlet pupils slowly opened, like smiling crescents, staring at Brand in front of him.

It walked forward slowly.

As it left the red paper, the storm eye filling the sky gradually gathered in its palms;

The paper pages, which seemed to have no thickness, were stacked layer by layer, and finally turned into a bright red paper umbrella, which it gently rested on its shoulder, opening in the black-and-white world like a vivid flower.

Whether it was its image, movements, or aura, it was too strange... Watching such a "human" holding an umbrella and walking toward him, the hair on Brand's body stood up, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged into his heart!

Brand had experienced the siege of the Halls, and his alchemy array had been damaged and backfired. At this moment, his mental energy had bottomed out, and he had no intention of confronting this monster head-on, decisively turning around and retreating behind him!

The "human" holding the red umbrella didn't chase after him, just walking forward unhurriedly...

In the blink of an eye, the two had opened a distance of several kilometers!

The black-and-white world of ruins retreated before Brand's eyes. He looked back and saw that the strange red paper umbrella had disappeared at the end of the horizon, and the heart that had been hanging finally let go...

At this moment, he was surprised to find that the originally black-and-white world was gradually beginning to show color.

A strange scarlet emerged from the earth beneath his feet, silently flowing back to the sky like paint. The earth was dyed red, and the sky followed suit. As that scarlet paint covered heaven and earth, Brand couldn't distinguish whether he was in the sky or on the ground for a moment.

Brand's eyes turned red as the world reflected, and his consciousness gradually blurred...

Brand suddenly felt his figure become light. With a gentle leap, he felt as if he could fly hundreds of miles. But because the red had obscured everything around him, including buildings, ruins, and corpses, he had no reference point at all...

He felt that he was flying so fast that he should have escaped the scope of the main city, and even reached outside the Red Dust Domain.

But why was everything still red?

Brand didn't understand, or perhaps he could no longer think. He just continued the action of fleeing, running crazily in the red world...

A hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles... Time and space gradually disappeared around Brand, and along with them, his rationality and consciousness. He was like a puppet without support, running endlessly in this red world.

……

Shh—shh—

The handle of the red paper umbrella was rested on the shoulder of the "human" figure, its fingertips rubbing it casually, as if playing with it out of boredom, spinning it on its shoulder...

And if someone were to look closely at this moment, they would see a flat human figure drawn on the edge of the spinning paper umbrella, running fast like a hamster in a cage, but no matter how hard it tried, it could only stay in a corner of the umbrella surface, ridiculous and sluggish.

The edge of the umbrella was spinning, and he was running, like a fun dynamic pattern trapped on the surface of the umbrella, never stopping;

That was Brand,

Or rather... it was his soul.

Woo-woo—

The whimpering cold wind swirled above the ruins,

In the empty street, the "human" figure just played with the red umbrella like this, casually stepping over Brand's corpse.

It was a shattered corpse. Brand's face still retained the determination of turning around to flee, but half of his body had already collapsed into red paper, torn to pieces all over the ground... Blood was soaked into the black earth, spreading silently to the surroundings like paint.

The moment Brand decided to turn around and flee, he was already dead.

The "human" figure didn't look at Brand again, but slowly raised the edge of the umbrella, and a pair of crescent-like scarlet eyes fell on the Dust Dragon that was approaching a rampage outside the firmament.

Since this "human" figure descended, the Dust Dragon seemed to have gone crazy. Its massive bone wings directly tore the dimension where the Red Dust was located, and a hideous crack visibly pierced through heaven and earth, with endless hurricanes sweeping toward the "human" figure through the crack!

As this hurricane brushed past, the order of the material world seemed to be completely disordered;

Gravity was reversed in the wind, and all the giant rocks, corpses, and buildings in the ruins suddenly fell toward the sky, as if the apocalypse had arrived!

The "human" figure also rose with it, but it just gently turned the direction of the red paper umbrella, and the whole person was like a light butterfly, stepping through the air in this inverted world.

The hurricane wind path flew in the cracks of the dimension. In the chaotic and disordered narrow gully, a "human" figure and a giant dragon were approaching rapidly.

At the same time,

The "human" figure holding the paper umbrella seemed to notice something and turned to look behind;

In the inverted and broken world, a figure wrapped in the ancient aura of the Soldier God Path was trampling on the broken stones in the air at an astonishing speed, flying over like black lightning!

"'Mockery' Disaster, heaven and earth shall punish together!"

The thunderous roar echoed in the dimensional crack, and a monstrous killing intent nearly condensed into substance, rushing over!

Even if this killing intent was strong, it was not in its peak state. Compared to the Mockery Disaster and the Breath of Disaster at this moment, it was still far behind. But the Soldier God Path aura lingering in the killing intent was like the giant sword standing in heaven and earth in the Ancient Soldier Treasury, naturally possessing the power to suppress the aura of disaster.

The "human" figure looked at him, one hand resting on the paper umbrella, and the fingertips of the other hand slid to the left in front of it, as if dragging something invisible...

"!Punish together heaven earth, disaster 'Mockery'"

The monstrous killing intent rolled back into the black shadow's body like a rewind, and the imposing words were also swallowed back into the belly one by one, and then crashed to the earth!

Boom—!

The earth trembled, and dust flew up.

The "human" figure withdrew its gaze. The figure with the paper umbrella in the black-and-white world flickered and twisted like a malfunction, and the next moment it disappeared into the wind path of the dimensional crack.

When it appeared again, it was already in the Gray World.

"That is..."

The appearance of the bright red paper umbrella instantly attracted Su Zhiwei's attention. She turned her head in astonishment and saw the "human" figure standing above the Dust Dragon, slowly raising its sole...

Stepping down hard!